-1Sorry it has been awhile but I had a notorious case of writers block but yeah I got over it and have finished this chapter. Hope you like it and if you don't tell me (but do it in a nice way) oh and leave a review if you do like it. (those are the best kind)

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Last Time on Heart Stops Beating

My father was the pastor of the church. People loved his sermons and he had to do three waves on Sunday to accommodate everyone that attended his church. I would leave after the first wave since he was too preoccupied with the citing of the bible. And how if your lived in sin you were destined to hell.

Heart Stops Beating Part Two

Jacey POV

I went to my mother's favorite place.. praying for better.. I always prayed for better. That night my father prayed for me but as his fear rose with each second; my own delicate emotions began to fill with the thunder of my new commanding force. The world stopped for a moment everything froze as my father's heart beat increased. The grandfather clock chimed one last time before imploding. His chair crashed threw the window the shards hitting the flowers below like glass rain drops. The radio shook and burst sending electricity surging. My father yelled his verses swinging his cross like an ax. My eyes blackened and the entire world felt my quake. I was nowhere to be found as something took dominance and I found this supremacy to be insatiable and gave up trying to fight it.

My father hit the wall his eyes bulging with horror. His lips moved but the noise of my mother's dream house crumbing to the ground made me unable to understand. Rage, fear, and authority ripped through me as my eyes flanked over my father's trembling body who was now cowering against the splintered wall. His hidden words attempted to banish me to hell. I crouched my legs braced against the wooden floor ready to pounce. Somewhere between the roof flying off and the foundation splitting my father received a knife from the kitchen his bible lay beneath the rubble but the words it held were permanently etched in his head. He swung the knife to penetrate where memories of sins were held. I stood, throwing his strike off as the blade raked down my chest leaving a bloody trail..

Only then did I understand his words that he shouted "Get out of my house demon be gone from this place." I ran, clutching my torso. My blood gushed out making a path to my sardonic fate of a priest's daughter …. being a notoriety of the darkest arts.

Present.

"She's not going to.. die please no. Save her please. Claire do something."

"I don't know how even if there was a cure we wouldn't get it to her in time we-"

"NO! THIS IS YOUR FAULT. IF SHE DIES I'M GOING TO KILL YOU." The promise in Abby's voice was evident as I lay more still. My movements were stiffened as the muscles slowly were eaten away. I choked, trying to find breath. "Please something anyone anything- I can't lose her. She's my only family.. She always accepted me.. she cannot leave I need her so much. Please Jacey please fight it we will find a cure someway to-" At this my eyes turned black as a little voice in the darkest of places whispered to me..

My world went black and silent at the same time and my slowing heartbeat was becoming a comfort- it would be over very soon. I could feel movement and a body pressing against me as my limp body was pulled up from the ground. Something wet hit my lips and trickled down my throat as I opened my mouth to fight the thirst. My body was going into survival mode but as the sweetness slid to what was left of my stomach it was going to be too late to save my life.

I felt twisted as the liquid swept throughout my body. The poison and the liquid battled for command. My body begin to thrash as the two waged war inside my veins. Stern arms locked around me. Nothing was.. nothing was.. until somehow it did.. the pain diminished some but the tightening in my chest continued.. then my heart stopped beating.

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