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Warning: Blood, mild gore

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"Emily... I like you!" I finally had the courage to push the words out of my mouth, a blush and smile spreading across my face. "Do you like me too?" I ask, hopeful green eyes staring at her beautiful blue ones.

She was....shocked. A normal reaction, I suppose. "Emma... I like you too," she replies, making my heart spark up with joy. I was about to go and ask her to be my girl friend but her mouth opened up once again.

"But... I'm sorry. I can only see you as my patient. And nothing more."

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I hummed a lovely tune as I pierced Naib's tanned skin. I always knew they had something going on. He always hung out with her! Urgh, this stupid mercenary. I wished he died at war.

I watch as his breathing slow down, his chest barely rising as blood from his cut mouth drip to the floor. I had merely removed his stitches, as well as cut his mouth wider into a frown. "Not so handsome now, Mister Naib?" I giggle, tracing my bloodied finger across his crooked mouth.

Oh I hope Emi doesn't see this! She'd be so sad... I don't want my angel to be sad.

I drag the body of the Nepalese man into his closet, making sure he is well kept as I clean the room as best as I can. I can hear him groaning from the outside, barely surviving. Oh well, I guess he has to suffer for a few moment—

"Naib? The match is about to start! Where are you?" The sweet voice of Esther Riddle echoed through the hallways.

Ah, Miss Esther. Don't think I forgot how you played that special song to my beloved angel on her birthday. God, that seriously fired me up. A sinister smile played on my lips as I quickly hid behind the door.

I watched as the girl finally came in the room, her blue eyes filled with worry. Oh how they remind me of my sweet Emily's. But hers are much more ugly and bright. I watch as she looks around every where, until finally, she went closer to the closet.

Hesitantly, she opened the door. And what a suprise! Naib was in there, barely breathing as he looked at Esther with shock. The poor girl dropped to the floor, seeing her own best friend all bloodied and dying. Naib looked up with tears sprouting out of his eyes "G-go..." He mutters, his crooked mouth tearing up more.

I slammed the door shut, catching the girl off-guard.

Oh, this is going to be fun.

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"Naib Subedar and Esther Riddle has been missing for 2 days already," Jasper, one of the host announced sadly. Krazi was beside him, clutching his shirt as she cried with no stop. Jeez, she's such a cry baby just because she lost her kid. I lost my mum and dad and I'm still fine! All I need is Emily afterall....

I turned to look at my sweet angel, seeing she was also saddened by the news. This is my chance!

I quickly started to make my way towards the doctor... only to see Martha to beat me to it. She had her arms around my beloved, as Emily cried onto her shoulder.

And suddenly, I felt like killing a b*tch again.

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A week has passed, and only 9 survivors remain.

Me, Servais, Helena, Kurt, Murro, Demi, Servais, Fiona, and my Angel. Soon to be eight though, Kurt is almost dead anyways.

I stab another knife into his arm, earning an agonized shriek from the male. "Shhh... my angel is sleeping. You better shut it..." I growl, tightening the belt around his neck, making him let out a strangled gasp.

I smile, watching him struggle for life. Which was slowly fading away as I stare down his ey—

"E-emma...."

It seems my beloved angel woke up. And what's worse, she saw me in the middle of killing Kurt. I quickly drop the explorer, looking at Emily with wide eyes. "E-Emily! It's not what it looks!" I said, hiding my red hands behind my back.

The doctor shook her head, backing away... she was... scared... of me...

No.. I-I didn't want this!

"A-Ange—" she run out, me following behind as she runs to Martha's room. She quickly closed the door, making me not able to follow her inside.

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Emily's POV

I can't believe it...

No no no this isn't happening!

My heart was pounding and my chest was heavy. I muffle out my cries as Emma pounds on the door. I can't stay here... I can't....

I quickly went through Martha's things, finding something that could help me... anything!

Then I felt it...

I pulled out a silver hand gun from the bottom of her trunk. It wasn't a flare gun. It was with real bullets. And it was my only way out of here.

With shaking hands, I walk back to the door. My back pressed against the wooden surface as I cry and whimper. Why did it have to be this way....

I put the gun in my mouth, my hands on the trigger as I still hesitate to pull it. With one final look at the room, I saw the balcony. Wait... I can get out! And tell the hosts! They'll fix this me—

The door opened before I can even pull the gun out of my mouth. The force made me pull the trigger, and....

You probably know what happened next.

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As soon as I finally opened the door, a bang was heard. As well as... the color red...

No...

It can't be....

Angel...

My Emily...

With wide eyes, I stare at the corpse of Emily infront of me. A hole was found behind her head as blood comes out from it and her mouth. The gun was still inside....

I felt my knees go weak, dropping to the floor and letting my legs get drenched from the blood. "A-Angel..." I mumble, before I broke.

I let out screams, I tugged my hair, punched the floor, and cried out loud.

The only person who cared.

The only person who treated me normal.

My angel.

My beloved.

My Emily.

Was gone.

I can't live without her...

So I'm following her.

I grabbed the gun, and with no hesitation....

Hold on, Angel. I'm coming for you.

BANG!

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