Stephan stood as his legs felt like rubber; he wasn't sure if he felt happy or disgusted to be reunited with Emily. Standing against the wall for support, he stared at her waiting for her to say something, anything.
His mind was flustered with images of his loved ones that are dead because of him, because of them going against each other. He wanted to weep, but felt that any empathetic emotion wouldn't be necessary at this point in time.
Emily continued to stand on the other side of the room; he could see the hesitation in her body language. So it occurred to him, maybe she knows that he knows; either way of her knowing or not, this wasn't going to be a polite conversation.
His eyes watched her, seeking any movement…
She felt her lip quiver, feeling the anger coming off of Stephan she knew he wasn't happy to see her. She couldn't decide if he knew what had transpired these past hours, or if he's been through something since she last saw him.
Either way, the air was silent and it bothered her. The tension rose as the hairs on her arms stood straight up.
She knew the tension wasn't going away, didn't stop her from attempting to speak; "Stephan I know you're mad…but why?"
She waited for an answer, but she couldn't have sworn she saw him glare hard at her. Gulping hard, she knew this conversation wasn't going to be an enjoyable one.
Stephan walked to the center of the room, where the computer screen was blank. Resting one hand on the monitor, he cleared his voice. "Emily, do you know what this is?"
Staring at him, she shifted her gaze from Stephan to the monitor, "Am I suppose to?"
He laughed softly, "No, I guess not…I mean why should you? You only started this whole fucking thing."
Her eyes went wide, "Stephan—Stephan how do you know that?"
He scoffed, "I've been here for hours, and you're really asking me that question NOW?"
"I'm sorry…"
"Sorry? You're sorry?! Sorry for what? Killing people I love and care about, killing people of who I will NEVER see again because of you?"
She was stumbling on her words.
"Save your breath Emily, your words mean nothing to me now."
Emily started to walk towards him, "Stephan you have to understand, I didn't have a choice."
"Choice? You're going to play that card huh? Ok—ok so what card should I play for my best friends dying, for the fact that I killed someone, the fact that a man I cared for so much was burned alive and I heard his screaming and smelled his burning flesh? What card do I play to the emotional stress that has been put upon my heart?"
"Stephan—Stephan I'm sorry…"
"SORRY? Sorry that I had to hear Sara and Buddy's last words before being squished to death? The knowledge of the fact that you and I are the only two people alive as of right now?"
"How do you know I killed Dylan?"
Confusion washed his face, "Dylan?"
"Um, tall guy…short curly hair…pale."
His eyes went wide, "You BITCH! What did he do to you?"
"You know him?"
Anger swept across his face, "Gee Emily, more than HALF of the people who've died are somehow connected to me…so you get the facts straight."
"Stephan…this wasn't supposed to happen."
"Right—right I know. It was supposed to be me and four others before me."
"How did you…"
"OH I know Emily…I know…I know that Victor nor Will wasn't in the original plan. It was Sophia, Brittany, Joey, Paco, then Me."
"How…"
"Don't worry about it Emily, you are at fault for everything."
Her expression turned ugly, "Excuse me? I tried saving on person, ONE person…my best friend. I couldn't let her die."
"Was it worth this Emily? Knowing that John is putting all these deaths in your hands?"
"They all weren't my fault, and I don't know where this woman Pat came from."
Another angry stare at Emily, "Tell me you're not talking about Pat the cop…"
"Is that what she was?"
Tears fell from his eyes, but anger still covered his face. "You bitch, I cannot believe you."
"Stephan shut up…you need to calm down." She walked up to him and held out her arms.
Stephan looked at her for a second, he willing embraced the hug.
Emily felt peace for a second, but that was shattered when she felt something piercing her abdominal area, pushing her back into the wall and being shoved deeper. She released Stephan and looked down to find a dagger in her stomach; she looked at Stephan in tears.
"Why…Stephan why?"
"You know, John told me in the end it'd be me and you—in the beginning I was willing to die for you…until things went along and I learned things about you…about the monster you became. Killing off people like puppets, you have no heart Emily Turner…you killed the people I loved."
"But I'm your blood Stephan…" A trickle of blood was exposed from the corner of her mouth.
"You know, I thought of that…" He shoved the dagger as deep as it could go, "…but you made it personal."
"Stephan don't do this to me…"
"It's already done Emily. I will no longer be held back by the guilt, by the lies you feed me." He released the grip and let Emily fall to the floor.
"Stephan…please stop, don't leave me."
"The game was simple Emily…you're task from the start was to challenge the lives of five individuals and you couldn't manage to do that." He smirked, "Your task was a simple task at hand, and then many people were brought into the picture not as a torture for I but to challenge you as an understudy of John, again you failed. You continued to let the hunger for survival blind your instincts of wrong and right."
"Stephan…what…"
"Emily, I know all about this because I was given one task to survive and that was to be your last challenge. And you were my challenge, I know that you had the task to kill me and you would walk out of here alive and free. But I was given the same task for you. You've grown weak through these hours and I'm disgusted to call you my blood."
"Stephan stop…"
"You're pitiful and pathetic…Emily…" He walked to a corner of the room and opened a hidden door, looking back he smiled, "I may have lost many people who I held dearly to my heart, but I get my revenge of leaving you to rot in hell."
"Stephan…don't leave me."
He walked into the outside hallway, "You lose Emily, game over."
He shut the door and walked away not looking back, as he heard the screaming of Emily his eyes went dead while continued walking.