The Secrets of Emily Blair Page #3

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The door was unlocked.

No. I locked it.

Oh.

I guess you didn't.

Okay, Emily, I love you, but

you're scaring the sh*t out of me.

You shouldn't be scared.

You should be horrified.

Why? What do you mean?

You should be horrified because you

know I'm here to hurt you, Tara.

Get out. Emily,

get out of my house.

You should be horrified because you

know that when you look at me,

I'm not Emily.

No.

Hmm.

Hmm.

You're so, so pretty.

Okay. Emily.

Please.

It's me.

Emily's not

here to protect you anymore.

Hey, Tara.

What's going on?

I need you to get

over here right now.

Tara?

She's gone crazy.

Whoa. Slow down. What do you mean?

What's going on?

She's here. She's trying

to break down my door.

I'm calling the cops.

No, don't. Don't.

Don't. Tara, please.

I'm coming over right now.

She wants to hurt me.

Ten minutes, Tara.

I'm walking out right now.

Please do not call the cops.

Let me handle this.

If you're not

here in 10 minutes...

I will be.

Tara.

Let me in, Tara.

Leave me alone!

Why are you doing this?

Tara.

Take my hand, Tara.

Tara.

I'm calling the cops, Emily!

Take my hand, Tara.

Oh, God.

Take my hand!

Tara.

Tara, I'm not going to kill you.

I'm not going to kill you!

I'm not going to kill you!

Kill you! Kill you!

Kill you!

I'm not going to kill you! Kill you!

Kill you! Kill you! Kill you!

Kill you! Kill you!

Kill you! Kill you!

Kill you! Kill you!

Kill you! Kill you!

Em.

Tara.

Open the door.

Em?

Tara?

I know this is difficult,

but I'm gonna need to

ask you a few questions.

Yes, of course.

Sure.

Can you walk us through the

events of the evening?

We went to Father Avital's

office, and then...

And then, I'm not so sure.

We were at home,

and Emily decided to come

over to Tara's for the night.

Um...

She came here

and then went to bed.

Right, sweetie?

Yeah.

Why did you

spend the night here?

We had a fight.

Would you let her answer?

We did.

We had a fight and...

And I was upset.

So I came over here

and next thing I know,

Will's shaking me awake.

And Tara...

And then Tara just...

Hey.

She just...

Oh, my God.

Why did you come

over here so late?

Like I said,

we'd had a fight.

And I wanted to make up,

so I came over.

I walked in here

and I found her.

What was the fight about?

That's personal.

Look, I think that's enough

questions here, Detective.

Um. We've had

a rough night.

I'd like to take my fiancee home

so that we can cope

with this tragedy.

Sure.

Hey.

You're burning up.

I'll get you an aspirin.

Okay.

Why would she do that, Will?

Why?

I don't know, honey.

She killed herself.

Yeah, I know.

She's going to burn in hell.

You don't believe that.

I know it.

She'll burn and rot.

And there will be no reprieve.

Emily?

Hey, hey.

What's happening to me?

I have no idea.

I really don't know, sweetie.

Just... Can you

just hold me?

Yeah. Okay.

Hey.

Tell me...

Just tell me...

I love how you're always

cold, even in the summer.

I love how you say you

like horror movies,

but cover your

eyes the whole time.

I love how you laugh

with your whole body.

And I love that you

like me to tell you

all the things

that I love about you.

Help!

William!

William!

William!

Emily!

Oh, my God.

Help me, William. Help!

Help me, William.

Help me.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

What's happening?

That should hold.

But we're gonna have

to call an ambulance.

Why did you do this?

I was going to hurt you.

What?

I was going to stab

you while you slept.

I went to get the knife and

I stood over you.

I was going to cut you.

I wanted to do it.

He told me

how good it would feel.

Who did?

The demon inside of me.

At first, he just

whispered.

I could hear him,

but I couldn't make out

what he was saying.

But then...

Then he got louder.

And now...

And now he's overpowering me.

And I can't fight him.

He killed Tara.

And he tried to kill you.

And the only way

I could stop him was

to cut myself.

You're just sick.

Sweetie, you're just sick.

We're gonna fix this.

You and me.

I'm gonna call an ambulance.

We're gonna get

you the best help

that you can possibly get.

I'm gonna go get my phone.

Okay?

Don't. Stay.

I'm just gonna get my phone

and call an ambulance.

Don't. Don't leave me.

Please don't go.

God, Will, don't.

Will, don't go!

Will, don't go!

Emily?

Emily.

Emily, open this door.

Open this door right now!

Emily.

Emily, what's going on in there?

Emily.

Open the door.

Emily.

Emily!

Emily!

Emily!

Em?

Bye-bye.

Bye-bye, bye-bye.

Bye-bye.

Emily?

No more Emily.

What?

Your b*tch isn't here anymore.

Stop it.

I'm calling a doctor.

He'll take care of you.

Mmm.

You're not calling anyone.

I think you

killed her, you know.

No.

Tara killed herself.

Bye-bye.

I'm sorry to barge in like this.

It's okay.

You have something

to tell me, yes?

Yes. Um... I'm not

sure how to say it.

Is it about Emily?

Yes.

William,

I have known you

since you were born.

I christened you. I gave

you first Communion.

I saw you graduate

high school and college.

I love you like my own son.

I hope that is unquestionable.

You've always been

there for me, Father.

Then please take

what I'm about to say

in the spirit that it's meant.

You're having second thoughts.

And I think they're warranted.

What?

She's not the woman you thought she was.

Am I close?

Yes. But it's more than that.

She's changed.

Yes, well, that happens. The good

thing is, you saw it in time.

No, no.

You don't understand.

I do, I do. Look,

these things happen.

And this is why the marriage

classes are so important.

Look, I'm not here

because I am afraid

that I am marrying

the wrong girl.

I'm here because I believe

that someone or something,

something evil, has

control of her, Father.

She's been unfaithful.

No. God damn it.

No. Listen.

Listen.

I think that...

I think that Emily

is possessed.

"Possessed"?

Hello?

Emily?

Honey?

God, it smells terrible in here.

Emily, you're

really sick, aren't you?

Let me open the window for

you, and get some fresh air.

Emily?

I'm gonna fill up

the tub for you.

Mom.

There must be something

else here at work, Father.

Hold on.

We cannot excuse her

crimes or mental disorders

by screaming

"demonic possession."

You're a priest! You're supposed

to believe in this sh*t.

Oh...

At least take a look at her.

Father,

I am telling you that the woman I

love is possessed by the Devil.

Now, you say that

you love me like a son.

Well, I'm asking

you for your help.

Not your judgment.

Not your jokes. Help.

Father,

will you help me?

Oh, my gosh.

You scared me.

Sweetie, what happened to you?

What did you do?

Why, you poor baby.

Where the hell is William?

He should be here to help you.

Let me get you something, okay?

Emily.

What's all over the...

God.

Okay.

No, no.

No.

No! No! No!

No! No!

No!

No!

No! No!

No.

Where is she?

Sweetie?

Father Avital is here.

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