Late at night. Evigan's house. Gibson is crouched outside Emma's window, hiding in the shrubbery. She looks almost feral, with wide eyes and a hungry expression, she suddenly losing her appetite, like she about to know what will happen to her next.
Through the window, we see Emma sitting at a vanity and combing her hair, oblivious to the intruder in her yard.
What nobody realized was that Gibson was doing a different kind of homework. He was watching her every night. Waiting. He knows what Emma knows about him, and he knows about her too.
We see Emma putting the comb down and examining her hair with an appraising eye. Patiently waiting for her to get weak and dull. Waiting for her to burn through the life force she'd stolen from him.
Gibson creeps away from the window. It took a moment, but he finally made his move.
Remember? how he really loves to kill her and now this is his chance to kill. Gibson ducking as he hears a voice inside the house.
"Emma honey?" Emma's mom swung the door half open, she smiled. "Are you sure you don't want to eat something before sleep, you barely touch your dinner tonight. What is wrong? Did you have a fight with Belle today?"
Emma shook head no. She spoke. "I am not. Me and Belle are fine, we are just talking about that all, about earlier and about Harley's son".
"Oh yes. Is he all right?"
"Belle said he was all right. Good to hear, am I right mom?" Emma walks toward her bed, switching on the tv. "I'm not really hungry mom. I don't know why". She laid flat on the bed. "I feel weird tonight".
Emma's mom nodded and smiled. "I call a doctor if you feel something that makes your stomach forbid you to eat".
"No. I am fine. Thanks to the doctor. I'm good".
"Alright. I leave you hot chocolate on the counter. Feel like drinking, just go to the kitchen okay?"
Emma nods and smiles. Her mom left the room, the door was closed. She resumed watching the tv, changing the tv channel.
"What a boring tv show tonight. Come on, what about a thriller movie then".
Past midnight. Emma can't sleep that night, she felt her heart thumping so hard and wanted to burst out from the chest.
She felt sweaty in the middle of the night for no reason, her right hand gripping a baseball ball tightly which she got a signature from the famous baseball player she had a crush on.
She doesn't know why she feels this way, the earlier with Belle was okay but not right now. Like she feels something is coming up and kills her on the bed.
Did she really die tonight?
And suddenly. Gibson plunges through the window. Emma thrashing. The blood. The struggle. The levitation.
He cursed her for being such a pathetic gossip bitch, because of her he might lose Belle forever if she is still with Belle on her side.
He won't let Emma near Belle again, she's the poisonous, the wicked and the tricked.
Even in her last moments of life, she somehow managed to be cooler than himself. Emma fights for her life. For a moment, Emma's sly, challenging smile as Gibson raises the knife to slash her.
That signature look of mastery and control. She left an insanely hot corpse.
"I've told you Ms. Evigan. Do not mock me!" Emma snickering, leaning closer to him.
He was on top of her, the knife on her chest, he didn't pull it out.
"I am gonna see you in hell, Mr. Gibson. And I've been waiting for you at the Hell Gates as you arrive". laughing.
He grunts, pulling the knife out from her chest. Blood splatter all over the wall and floor. Emma gasping for air, her eyes blurring, slowly closing and never to be awakened.
Gibson quickly jumped off the bed as he heard someone walk through the hall. He then came out from the house running toward the wood.
He stops and turns to look at the house where the screams are echoes following the cry.
Emma's mom was holding her daughter again, screaming in pain that she lost everything she had in her life. Though all we hear is silence and static.
Sure enough, Emma's bleeding body seems to be artfully, sensually draped in her mother's arms. She almost seems to be smirking at him without him knowing.
Gibson then walks through the woods proudly saying that he killed Belle's beloved friend and sister. And now he must deal with Belle alone with no one couldn't stop him.
As for the next morning. Belle ran to the kitchen with a smile when she saw her parents had nothing to say and was wearing black's dress like they were going for a funeral after this.
She looks confused and walks toward the fridge.
"Okay. This is so weird to look at, did someone die last night that you didn't tell me this morning?" she asked.
Belle's mom wiped her tears, she saw that.
"Right. Oh dad I think I need a ride to the hospital. Jake's mom call me that his son are getting better.. mom seriously what happen!?"
Too annoying to see her mom crying and sobbing that loud. She turned to her dad.
"Dad?" pushing the chair. He walked to her and cupped his daughter's face, he too was in tears. "Dad, what is wrong?"
"Belle? honey, there is something you need to know (sigh) Emma is gone".
"Yeah right. Gone where? oh she didn't say anything for being on vacation. Damn that girl! Where exactly is she going? she didn't call or text me. Did Mrs Evigan tell you where they were, she came this morning without me noticing".
Belle's parents stare at each other. Her dad spoke back.
"Belle. Evigan doesn't go on vacation. What I mean is we are so afraid to tell you this and we are afraid that you will not accept this fate that Emma had gone forever".
"What do you mean gone forever?" She is about to leave the house but he stops her. "Dad!"
"Emma is dead, Belle. Your best friend, your sister, died last night. Her mom found her on bed (eyes stare) she's gone Belle!" as he shook her body. "Emma is no longer in this world, not even with us.. she's dead".
Belle couldn't believe what she heard. First thought she probably tried to prank her this morning but the look on her parents face was all the truth.
Emma is dead.
"The police hadn't found anything that could have been the weapon that killed her. She has been stabbed in her heart".
"Tell me is not a true dad!" Slowly Belle drops to her knees, her body weak and crying. "Tell me this is not true.."
Belle's dad sobs. "It's true Belle. She's gone". he held her in arm. Belle screams on top of her lungs.
Her mom burst crying and the Decker's are hugging each other's arms on the floor.
"Oh my God..." her dad weeping.
The citizens are gathered around the saint pool, crying. It's a candlelight memorial for Emma. Their faces are weary and sorrowful. Photos of Emma have been arranged around the edge of the fence.
We see a picture of Emma and Belle at the end.
After the funeral, Belle went into Emma's room. Her eyes are swollen, causing her to cry over Emma's death.
She sits at the edge of Emma bed, a memory with her keeps coming in her head. A memory with her that she will never forget.
Belle looks around the room. Emma loves blue and pink decorated on her wall, there is a polaroid picture hanging on the wall.
A picture they have been together since. Belle stood there and cried.
"You promise that you will never leave me. You break your promise, you did leave me".
She drags the drawers which contain a diaries belonging to Emma. Then she sits back on the bed and reads the diaries but then stops at the middle of the pages.
She mentions Gibson in her diaries, what he does and what he desires for from the beginning.
Even a date and time Emma describes how Victor Gibson acting was like.
The diaries that reveal all Gibson's secrets know that she hadn't told Belle. Emma kept this secret even after her death. Belle gasped for air, nothing she couldn't say.
..."Oh my God!"...
There was a knock at the door. Emma's mom stood at the door frame. Belle keeps the diaries with her.
"Can I have this for my purpose Mrs Evigan?"
"Just take it Belle. There's nothing left in here with me, my daughter is gone and she has always been in my heart."
Belle hugs Emma's mom. Both crying. "I cannot see her grow older with you, Belle. She is my last hope and I want justice for my daughter's death!"
Mrs Evigan grit her teeth, gently shoves Belle from her.
"I swear of my life I will not let the murderer of my daughter walking out there while I'm suffering for losing the precious of my life. Rot in Hell!"
Midnight has come. Belle arrives at the Black's cabin where Emma's diaries lead her there.
She crouched between the bushes, behind one of these trees. She leaned outside of the cabin wall, taking a peek at the window.
She saw Gibson reading in front of the fireplace. He seemed so relaxed after he had killed Emma.
That bastard!
Belle sneaks inside the cabin and steals one of his knives from the kitchen. He knows Belle will come for him tonight, he can scent her.
Belle attempts to distract Gibson by making messes inside the kitchen, long enough to grab him from his back but he's fast as she thought.
So, he pinned her down to the ground. She tried to kick him but didn't budge.
"I've missed you". Inhaled her scent then he smiled. "There isn't a moment where I haven't thought about you Belle. I know you will come to me tonight, you came back to me and we are home".
Gibson reached her arm, they were now standing in the middle of the room. He gripped her tightly, "You're hurting me! LET GO!"
"Sound you beg me. Haven't you thought about my feelings for you Belle? how you broke my heart as you with your precious boy. I am always watching you".
"Why did you kill Emma? why YOU!"
Smirking, he said. "Who says I kill her my darling. I never intend to but she is the reason you and I are being apart".
"What about Jake? Is he the reason too?". Gibson nod yes. She cried. "You killed Emma because of me. You killed her because of me!?" she shouted. "I'd kill her".
Gibson nodded again. "I know right. I am sorry". kissed Belle forehead. "You are the reason they die, Belle. Don't act so strong that you could defeat me with your own plans (chuckling) I may be a monster but you made me this. We are the real monsters here Belle".
"We are?"
Gibson passionately kisses her on the lips. "Yes we are my darling. Considering that your precious boyfriend is out of danger. Accept your fate that you belong to me and I promise you he will".