XO - Wesari AU

Game on

Slowly my eyes fluttered open. My vision slowly transitioned from blurring to clear and I realized where I was. Strapped to a pole at the top of Oliver's house, I struggled but the knots that held me prisoner were too tight to let me escape. I screamed. To my surprise no gags were there to muffle them, but it was no use anyways, no one could here me in this part of town.

The recent events slowly came flooding into my mind as tears soon formed and threatened to fall. Tears turned into full blown sobs as the reality of the situation sunk in. 

I let out a deep sigh calming myself down, I had to accept it fate was just a cruel joke. The more time passed the more I came to peace with the idea of death. I had lived a good enough life, and it was about time that I found peace. The only regret that came to mind was Oliver. He would be the last thing I saw, and when I'm gone he would still be on this earth living his life like nothing happened. 

As if on cue the doors to the stairway busted open as Oliver himself stepped on the rooftop. He had a nice plated sandwich in his hand while his face wore a smug expression. He was clearly happy with himself ad he looked over to me. 

"Oh, sorry to keep you waiting, i was getting hungry" He chuckled, a grin slowly finding its way onto the killer's face.

"Spare me the talk and just kill me here. Oliver." I spat at him

"Oh, no dear you've got it all wrong!"

"There is only one way this is going to end Oliver, and there is no way that you are going to let me out of here alive so just end it here."

"Oh your gonna die alright" He laughed. 

"But killing you right here would be far too easy. I want you to suffer."

"I want you to relieve all these past months and I want you to hurt, I want to grieve, I want you to regret, and then you'll die." 

Slowly he reached to his side for a striped beach chair. It was white and a faded blue, awfully resembling the uniforms at the concentration camps. In any case this place wasn't that far off from Auschwitz, just like them i was going to die after living hell on earth.

Oliver took a bite off his sandwich, as he chewed on the bread he once again looked up at me, the amusement fell of his face. My body tensed as he stood up, eyeing me closely. 

"Lets start from the beginning then shall we. Who did you kill first Takahashi?" His face was stern as his lips started to quiver. 

"I didn't kill anyone." I slowly stated not sure of the answer I was supposed to deliver.

"Oh, you killed him, you did. In fact you killed all of them."

"Its your fault they all died." He spat 

Silence filled the air as his words slowly sunk in. Non of it made any kind of sense. 

"I killed none of them, I wasn't the one who put a damn blade in their chest!" I screamed at him, I was losing my temper already, those deaths being excruciating memories.

"Mari, Mari,Mari. You don't need to stab a person to kill them. No. The first one you killed, the one you shouldn't have killed."

"The one that gave up everything for you, the one that you drove mad, to the point of insanity, and eventually he had enough and took his life away that day. He dryly stated. Throughout his small speech his face had remained expressionless, though his slight trembling and the clear hurt in his eyes gave it all away."

"Peter." I sighed breaking eye contact not willing to face him. I looked down as my throat tightened but I did not cry, for to shed tears means that the body has been defeated by emotion. And the simple act of crying proves that the existence of emotions is nothing but a burden.

I had enough of it, enough of crying, enough of being hurt. As the shock of the situation drifted away, the anger that had accumulated in me throughout those weeks welled up in me. A cocky grin found its way onto my face as I looked up to face the deceitful man. I was sick of being a sitting duck, cruelly waiting for someone to end my suffering. In my remaining time on this earth, the last thing I would want to do is to let him win.

It was with that thought that I put on a facade praying that he wouldn't see through it. My grin turned into a smirk, then into a twisted smile.

" The loss of sibling can drive someone to insanity"I spoke slowly weighing my words as though they could cut. My eyes scanned his face looking for any signs of victory, and to my surprise my smile grew wider as his eyebrows twitched and his mouth began to form a scowl.

I had nothing to lose anymore, he had taken everything from me. And so it was decided, I was going to drive him to hell and back to give him a glimpse of the pain I felt. The desperation and the cries for mercy.

Emotions are a tricky thing. The can push you to become another person, they strain your heart and your mind. Right then, all I wanted was to see was how much pain and agony they could put someone through.