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Facing Demons

The boys and I were getting ready to go to a really old house in Missouri. I wasn't told any background info so I was just winging it. I was in the truck napping while the boys were doing whatever they did. Leaving me in a sleepy peace.
     "Bethany! Wake up!" Chris yelled in my ear and then kissing my cheek.   
     "Don't scream in my ear!" I punched his arm. We walked in and it was very creepy. It felt very negative. I looked up at Chris who was much taller than I was. I could tell he sensed the negativity too. I smelled rotting meat but I never said anything. It was just my imagination. Right? Porter asked some questions when a cross was spun upside down. I couldn't move, it was like I was restrained with chains. I could only move my eyes and I looked at Chris.
     "Bethany! Bethany! What's wrong, baby?!" He snapped. He reached for my cheeks with his hands and before they touched my face I was thrown back into the wall. I couldn't scream or anything and I really wanted to. I was scared. I need Chris more than ever. The cross slammed to the ground and Brannon jumped. I looked at Chris and didn't take my eyes off of him. When he ran to me I was slid to the other side of the room and a mocking voice laughed.
     "Demonic." Doogie said. Chris dove and grabbed my leg and finally got me out of the house. I hugged him as tight as I could and just let my tears slip.
     "Shhhhh. It's okay, I got you." He sniffled.
      "I don't want to go back in there." I said.
      "You don't have to." He reassured. He kissed the top of my head and we walked to the truck. "I love you, bethany." He said with a smile and a kiss on my lips.
      "I love you more." I smiled, leaning my head on the head rest of the passenger seat.

I finally did it merelan_harper ! I hope you like it! Sorry if it's not as good as you were hoping! Thanks for the request