Happily Never After COMPLETED

Chapter 22

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Mikes pov

Chris passed out and I caught him. at least a thought he passed out.. "Put him on the bed michael." the priest ordered. I set him down and ten I saw him open his eyes and they rolled back in his head, then he started laughing like a crazy man. "GET OUT!" the priest yelled and we all ran out of the room. I grabbed the book case we in the hallway and pushed it in front of the door. the priest paced and talked to me and the other people. "We're going to have to get an exorcist out here.." he trailed "THEN CALL HIM!" I yelled. I didn't mean to should but I was freaking out. my fiancé was in there and he was possessed! the priest nodded at me and ran down the stairs and called the exorcist. we heard banging against the door and we heard the deepest most demonic voice I've ever heard. "Let me out!" it said. "that is not my fiancé.." I whispered to the priestess. she looked at me and didn't say anything back and the priest ran up stairs with the exorcist about a half hour later. "move the dresser." he said calmly. "Don't hurt him." I said and moved the dresser. he opened the door and we saw Chris hunched over doing something. the exorcist went in and just started doing something to chris. we shut the door because he told us too. I heard screaming fighting clawing and I finally opened the door too see the exorcist kicked Chris and kept reciting bible verses. the thing inside of Chris was making inhuman noises and Chris looked like he didn't have bones. It broke lose of the priest and ran downstairs and got. butcher knife and grabbed a priestess by the hair, the knife was lifted high and he was about to swing. "CHRIS THINK ABOUT WHAT YOU ARE DOING! I KNOW YOURE IN THERE BREAK FREE! I LOVE YOU AND IF YOU LOVE ME YOULL BREAK FREE!" I shouted as the exorcist threw holy water at him and kept reciting biblical verses. he started scratching himself and it looked as if he was trying to rip off his own skin.. but then I saw Chris's eyes fade from black to there normal brown and he dropped the knife and the priestess and started puking his guts up. I ran down the stairs skipping 2 at a time and I went up to him and rubbed his back. after a while of puking he got up and hugged me. I started crying and didn't let him go for what seemed forever. the priests and the exorcist cleansed the house and said they would do so every month for a long time. we agreed.