|Take away my anxieties
Author: Devoted2You PM
When Stu's sister recieves a call off the man who ruined Stu's life she just knows that things are going to go wrong. What happens when the caller tries to see if Stu really has changed for the better?Rated: Fiction T - English - Chapters: 6 - Words: 9,226 - Reviews: 7 - Favs: 9 - Follows: 5 - Updated: 09-25-11 - Published: 08-14-10 - Status: Complete - id: 6237961
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A/N: Thank you so much for the reviews for this story.
I'm so sorry about the long time some of you have had to wait for this chapter. I haven't posted anything on fanfiction for about six months now and I'd lost this chapter so I had to write it again.
But here it is, finally.
Also, just to let you know that I've changed some minor grammar etc in some chapters, so it's up to you if you want to go back through and read previous chapters.
Stu didn't look at him, not wanting his smug face to be the last thing he saw.
With one last breath he closed his eyes and pulled the trigger...
... only for nothing to happen.
He opened his eyes and looked at the gun, before opening it up. There were no bullets loaded.
Keifer started laughing and Stu looked angrily over at him. "What the fuck?" Stu asked him, throwing the gun to the floor.
"You really think I'd give you a loaded gun Stu? Do I look stupid?"
Stu was too consumed with anger to answer him. Instead he looked over at Emily and saw that she was taking deep breaths. A look of relief was on her face.
"What are you going to do now then?" Stu asked Keifer, clenching his hands into fists.
"You didn't kill Derek, so I have no choice but to kill Emily."
"What?" he asked angrily. "How could I have killed him when the gun wasn't even loaded?"
"Oh but you had the opportunity to kill him and you didn't. You were going to kill yourself. I never said you could do that. Therefore Emily has to die." With that Keifer held up the rifle and pointed it at Emily before pulling the trigger.
Stu shouted out and ran forwards but it was too late. A loud bang echoed throughout the room and Emily slumped forwards in her chair as the bullet came into contact with her side.
Stu was crying as he ran forwards and held Emily in his arms. "No!" he shouted, shaking her gently. He was so lost in his emotions that he didn't notice Keifer was laughing until he'd been clinging onto Emily for a few minutes.
"You bastard!" he screamed at Keifer. He let go of Emily and ran over to Keifer, punching him in the face.
Keifer simply laughed and moved away from him. "She's not dead Stu."
Stu just stood there, breathing hard. He didn't believe him. He said as much.
"Go Stu. Look at her. Where's the blood?"
Stu didn't believe Keifer but he had to check anyway.
Almost as if in a dream he walked over to Emily. When he touched her he gasped as he realised that she wasn't cold. Her body was warm, meaning that she couldn't be dead. "You shot her? Why is she not dead?" he asked.
"Look at her side."
Stu gently lifted up Emily's shirt and saw that there wasn't a bullet lodged in her side but a small needle. Obviously Keifer had shot her with some kind of sedative.
As he realised this Stu collapsed to his knees in relief and started sobbing. He'd been so worried that Emily had been dead.
Footsteps came towards him but he was too wrapped up in his emotions. A hand came down on his shoulder and he looked up to see Keifer standing above him. "You've done well. I'm proud." Suddenly he grabbed him and shoved him up against the wall. "But what you've got to understand Stu, is that you only have one life. And you are wasting it." The anger was clear on Keifers face. "I've been like you before. Weak. Hopeless. Feeling like you have nothing to live for. But you've got your whole life ahead of you. Don't waste it." He let go of Stu and walked over to stand next to Derek.
"You didn't have to do all of this to get your point across," Stu muttered cautiously.
"I'm not so sure. You can move on with your life now without worrying about me. I'll leave you and Emily alone and let you live your lives." He pointed to the door. "You're free to go."
Stu looked over at Derek, who was kneeling on the floor. "What's going to happen to him?"
Keifer smirked. "Don't worry about him. He'll get his comeuppance."
He didn't question him any further, not wanting to know the details.
He watched warily as Keifer walked over to Emily before taking a knife out of his pocket. Just as Stu was about to tell him to leave her alone, he cut the rope that was tying her to the chair. "Take Emily and get out of here."
Stu didn't need to be told twice. Shakily he got to his feet and took Emily in his arms. He was glad that she wasn't too heavy because otherwise he probably would have dropped her. Most of his strength seemed to have gone.
He looked back one last time, taking in Keifer's and Derek's faces before walking out of the room and down the corridor. Within a few minutes he managed to locate a door that led outside and he opened it up.
He blinked as he came out into bright sunlight. It was good to know that he knew where he was. It wouldn't take long to get back home.
Looking down at Emily he gave a small smile to her unconscious form before walking off in the direction of home. He was ready for his new life.
After Stu and Emily had left Keifer picked up the rifle and shot Derek in the head. He didn't have the time to torture him as much as he wanted. After Derek was dead he sat on the floor of his room and clutched his head in his hands. No matter how calm and collected he felt, killing someone always exhausted him mentally. He knew they deserved it. They all did. If he had the time and the patience he'd kill every piece of scum on this earth. But he didn't.
So instead he had to settle for the few people he could find. And even as he grew older and weaker he knew that he would never stop killing those who deserved it. Because he had a duty.
He'd let Stu go because he'd changed. He was the only man Keifer would find who had potential for change. He would go on to kill over thirty people and yet Stu was the only one who had managed to stop himself being killed. And it wasn't because he was clever. It was because he was lucky.
Because Keifer would never stop. Those who raped. Those who murdered. Those who lied. Those who cheated. Those who didn't deserve life. Those who didn't appreciate it.
He was coming for them.
He was coming for all of them.
And they were going to die.
And Keifer couldn't help but laugh at that thought.
A/N: What did you think about the end?
I've also started writing a fanfiction about 'Keifer' and his background because I feel like we don't get told anything about his previous life or why he is who he is. And I think it would be interesting. So tell me whether you'd be interested in reading this in your review :)
Thanks once again for being so patient and I apologise.