Life's Passing

Bekah came reached for my hand and I took it without an hesitation. She lead me back into the house and sat me down at the kitchen table. She made her way around room grabbing different ingredients before setting a cup down in front of me, all the while I couldn't take my eyes off of her. She sat down in a chair beside me and I looked down to the cup to see a hot chocolate with tiny rainbow marshmallows floating on top. I looked to her and smiled before taking a gulp of the warm liquid. "Are you alright?" She asked me taking in the fact I nearly just shot a man. I nodded a little. "I think so. It's weird doing things that are wrong now. I have a heavier conscious I guess. It took me a minute to even realized what I was doing and then by the time I knew I was in shock of it all." I let out a large sigh. "How am I going to fight off a demon when a local creepier gets to me?" Bekah looked me dead in the eye then. "You actually think that you cant do this?" She with a soured tone in her voice. "There are six of us and one of him. We can take him for sure." She said. I hadn't thought about that. Bekah took my hand in hers then. "Them moment that we start doubting ourselves is the moment that we begin giving up. If you know that you can get threw this than you can. Will power is unbelievably strong." I let out another few tears then. She had such hope for us and such passion for this fight that wasn't even hers to begin with. "Why is it that you care so much about this?" I asked her. She sat back in her chair then and thought for a moment. "I guess, I want to help those around me now. And those that I cared about." She looked down at or hands, her face turning slightly red. I smiled again.

Jake's POV

"So is there nothing but fucking cock suckers in this town?" I asked Leslie. She sat on the couch beside Jinxx and Ashley. We had told Juliet of the man and she said that she would take care of it. She had run out of the house her eyes red and vanished in the same direction the man had walked in. Leslie nodded at my question. She had sat the gun on the coffee table after taking the bullets out. I stared at it now and held the image of the man in my head. His face full of rage as he held the gun in Leslie's face. I could feel myself becoming angry again and tried to calm my self down. I hated this. Being ruled by these emotions was becoming exasperating. I let out a huge breath of air and noticed Leslie looking at me. "What?" I asked a little peeved. "Nothing." She shook her head and looked at the TV. I looked to Jinxx who was smiling hugely at me like I was missing something. I stood up then and walked upstairs to my room. I laid down and tried to tune everything out the best way that I could. Music blaring threw my head phones, I slowly began to slip into unconsciousness. It saddened me that all I did now was long for sleep. I had been like this before, but I vowed that I would never get like this again. Depression didn't look good on people.

At first there was nothing but blackness. Then imagines began to flash into my mind. The man with gun in hand, Matthew being hung, Andy flying at me on devils chair trying to kill me. Each one filling me with more and more rage than the image before. I wanted to make it stop but I couldn't I saw Andy's body laying in the bath tub of his room with him covered in his own blood. Ashley coward in the kitchen corner in fear of killing Andy. All of these thing fuel my hate for this place. Fuck it all! I was suddenly taken to a room where Matthew was. He didn't speak but merely laughed at me and challenged me. I wanted to rip his throat out. He was a little fucking maggot and need to be done away with.

I walked forwards to Matthew and reached out for him not quite sure of what I was going to do. He stood where he was and before I knew it my hands were wrapped around his throat. I dug my nails into and looked up to his face expecting to see him squirming under my hands. Instead he grinned back at me, another challenge. I was going to kill him there was no doubt about it but then I felt a huge course of pain in me. I looked down to see his hand inside of my chest. His fingers laid around my heart and with everyone of his movements pain shot threw me in ripples. "You wont be needing this." He growled at me from under my hand. I looked at him confused. "Also, its tied to someone. So when I take it, it'll slowly start to kill them to." He laughed. He ripped his hand and my heart out of my chest then. I saw it beating in his hand before looking down and the mass of blood that was pouring out of my body and pooling onto the ground. My hands feel from his neck and I sank to the ground. He vanished then and I was left alone. I felt the spasms of pain cut threw me and couldn't help but scream.

I yelled for someone, anyone to help me. I writhed on the ground until I felt someone's hands on me shaking me. I looked up to see Ashley. I was awake now and back in my room. "Hey calm down Jake! Jake wake the fuck up man!" he yelled at me. I sat up and tried to clear my head. Fuck this bastard. He was literally eating away at us slowly. "Jake, are you okay?" Ashley asked me. I looked to him then and tried to make sense of it all. I took a deep breath and began to tell him about the dream. He sat there for a moment and thought about what it could have meant. "Who are you emotionally attached to like that?" He asked me. I tried to think about then. Who fully understood me and who might know every thought the went threw my head. Someone who had been connected to me in a way that no one else was. I looked up to Ashley then and stared in horror. It was obvious he was confused. Someone who had come into my life quite suddenly now but there was no turning back with out them. "Where's Leslie?" I asked him. He shrugged not knowing. I stood up and ran out off the room, down the hall to her bed room door. I banged as loud as I could with no reply. After waiting a few second I opened the door to her room and flicked on the light to see no one.

Panic coursed threw me then and I ran down stairs. Ashley followed behind me. CC was curled up on the couch with Bekah on his lap. "Where the hell is Leslie?" I asked them. They didn't know. I ran threw the whole house only to find nothing. This was my last chance at happiness and he was not about to take her away from me. I ran outside in time to see Juliet wiping a bit of blood off of her moth. "I found him. Were all good now." She said before taking in my expression. "What's wrong?" I explained the dream and that Leslie was now missing in a hurried frenzy. She took in a deep breath and looked around. "She's that way." She spoke pointing towards the S. Washington St. I ran back into the house and grabbed the gun off of the coffee table in the living room. I loaded it and stuffed it into my jacket. "Looks like were going to Devil's chair." I said. We all filled out of the house and into the van and headed up the hill.

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