Chapter 18 Back From The Dead

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Jason's P.O.V

I slowly back up taking a second to process everything. Beth takes a small step towards me. On instinct I flinch and take another step back. A flash of hurt crosses on Beth's face. It disappears as quick as I saw it.

"Jason.... please come here," She whispers while shivering uncontrollably.

"Uhm, I don't think that's a good idea."

"Why? Jason he wanted to kill me, it was self defense. What else was I suppose to do?"

"Well, not kill him...."

Beth throws me a murderous glare making me cringe. Her face is turning to red and I see her shaking with anger. Disbelief is evident upon my face. She is a killer. The worst part of all this is that I think she enjoyed it.

I can see it in the eerie gleam in her eyes whenever she looks down at John. My Beth is no longer here. She has been replaced by this demonic figure. Possessed by a terrible evil.

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Beth's P.O.V

Hurt boils within the surface. Why is Jason looking at me as if I'm the monster? I almost died! If I didn't stop John, I would've been dead instead. Or even worse, John could've went after Jason. I couldn't bear the thought of anything happening to Jason.

"Beth.....are you okay?"

I breathe a huge sigh of relief. "Yeah, just a little shaken up that's all."

"No Beth, I meant the knife in your hand. You're clutching it so tight that it's cutting your hand."

I look down in surprise to find that he is right. Something overcomes me and I feel like I'm not myself anymore. The blade now rests more loosely in my hand. Blood drips down from the cut on my hand to the floor in a small puddle. A small smile creeps upon my face. It disappears as quick as it appeared.

I look over at Jason to see if he seen. If he did, he didn't take notice of it or seem to find anything odd about it. The movement was too abnormal. It felt as if unseen hands were pushing the sides of my face up to form the mischievous smile.

Giving up, I decided to just brush the thought away. Maybe I just imagined the whole thing. All this craziness brought on a sense of schizophrenia within me.

Jason sighs and begins to slowly walk towards me but not without hesitancy. He reaches for the knife in my hand. I jerk away from his reach. Jason gives me a confused look. I stare at him with hard eyes.

"I think I'll keep the knife." I whisper quietly that Jason had to lean in to hear.

He shakes his head furiously at me. "You're not yourself, give it to me before you hurt yourself or someone else."

"NO!" I yell.

Jason looks taken aback at my sudden unexpected outburst. Unexpected anger pulsates madly throughout my entire body. My hands begin to shake and my nerves are trembling uncontrollably. I see Jason fidget uncomfortably where he stood.

"Beth. ..are you sure...."

Before Jason could finish his sentence, the lights go dark. I'm blinded in the darkness. Shuffling can be heard somewhere near. Maybe Jason decided to give up on me, I thought with a flash of pain tugging at my heart.

I sigh and let out a quiet whimper. Maybe it was for the best. But I am determined to get out of this mess once and for all.

Clop, clop, clop. Loud footsteps approach me. On instinct I hold my breath. I didn't dare breathe. If I stay quiet, maybe whoever it is won't reliaze I'm here. But as if the whole world was against me, a sneeze betrayingly escapes me.

My whole body freezes. I feel the presence's motion. A high quiet giggle escapes it. Almost familiar but I can't quite pinpoint it out.

Before I could even process what is happening. Someone small with cold rough hands tightens their grip on my throat. I sputter in the dark trying to fight. My lungs desperately scream for air to be let in but I couldn't fight against whoever this is.

"Final words before you die?" The figure seethes in the darkness.

Reliazation hits me hard in the chest. I manage to let out a single croak before I lose conciousness.

"Cora,"

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A/N
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