Edward pushed on the door. It was easy but somehow Scully had garnered enough strength to hold him off for longer than he had expected. When he finally broke through, Scully was sprawled on the floor. He had kicked the door hard and she flew by the unexpected jolt.
Now she was trapped. Scully crawled backwards towards the bed, keeping her eyes locked on Eddie's. All she could do was pray. She prayed for her family but most of all, she prayed for Mulder. She knew how he feared life without her and though she feared of life without him as well, Scully knew that she would eventually recovered, but Mulder would fall and keep falling until he was no more.
Eddie reached down and grabbed Scully by the neck. He lifted her up with one hand, chocking her. Her hands tried to pry him off but he held the advantage.
"You're for no one."
With his other hand, Eddie pointed the tip of the knife at Scully's abdomen. He twisted it playfully on the thin layer of cloth on Scully's body and slowly drove it in. Scully wanted to cry out but she could not. There was no breath to do so.
Without any warning, Eddie suddenly let go to Scully and she fell onto the bed behind her. She coughed violently and tried to fill her lungs with air. Her hands immediately went to the fresh wound and she discovered that the cut was not deep at all. In fact, it barely hurt at all.
Eddie snickered. He stared down at her and looked at her with disgust.
"I don't even know if you're worth it anymore."
He spit at her and started to turn away. Scully was confused – shocked. She dared not to move. What was going through his mind, she thought. Would he let her go? It was too much to ask for. He was in it too deep. Scully tried to read the man that stood before her but found that she no longer had that ability. Eddie was a complete mystery to her now. Only he would know what would happen next.
As Eddie took a step forward and away from Scully, his head turned and his body quickly followed. Before Scully realized what was happening, she was pinned underneath Eddie's large body and felt the kitchen knife slowly enter her body. Eddie wanted her to feel the pain.
She tried to push him away but her strength would not win. She tried to scream and scream she did. It was the only thing Scully could do. Deeper and deeper the knife went and the pain became more intense until it seemed pointless to feel and the pain almost became nonexistent.
Scully was dazed and her head rolled off to the side so that Eddie was not directly in front of her.She didn't need to look. She knew what Eddie was doing. She could feel the metal twisting within her.
On his face was a look of satisfaction as he twisted the knife within Scully's body. Her face was contorted in pain.
"Goodbye."
Eddie withdrew the knife from Scully's body and threw his fist against her face one more time. She felt his weight lift from her body and barely heard the door click shut behind him. Eddie had left her there to die.