WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS VIOLENCE AND DEMON POSSESSION

I woke up at 4 AM to see Bray standing over me just staring down at me. What had happened earlier that night had shook both of us to our core but right now, I couldn't help but feel a sick feeling in my stomach. The look in his eyes wasn't love, it was the look he had that night at the arena before he tied me up. I knew that she was back and that I would probably be punished.

"Bray?" I said quietly as I felt him grab my arm tightly and pull me out of bed. I could feel his fingers tightening around my arm as I tried to pull away.
"Let go of me" I cried out as Bray shook his head and pulled me close not letting my arm go.
"Get the fuck dressed… we are going out" he said as I felt my heart racing in my chest. Bray never talked to me like this and his voice was different, so different that I knew it had to be her.
"No it's 4 AM! Leave me alone" I cried as I felt his nails dig into my skin.
"I don't care, you will listen to me" he said but his voice wasn't his. I knew Abigail had taken over and I screamed.
"Bray look at me! Look at me" I yelled as I tried to shake him. His blue-gray eyes were black, something I'd never seen. I begged him to come back but it seemed that this time he couldn't shake her.
"Please…. Baby look at me" I sobbed as I felt him pull me through the doorway and push me into the hall. I felt my side hit the wall and I looked at him terrified. He had never laid his hands on me before and I was more shocked than anything.

"Fine, you don't want to get dressed. Let the world find you like this" He said as he threw me over his shoulder and I screamed hoping someone would be awake or would hear me. I tried to fight by kicking and screaming but Bray's hold on me was tight.
"Abigail Let him go! Please let him go! He doesn't want this" I screamed as I tried to free myself from Bray's tight grip on my waist.
"Shut up" He growled at me as I felt the tears rolling down my cheek. I didn't know where he was taking me but I knew this wouldn't end well. It felt like forever until we got to the burnt remains of the shack Bray had once called home. He sat he me down on the ground and grabbed the rope that was tucked on his belt loop.

"I tried to end it for you earlier but of course you fight back. I tried to make things easy on you but now you bring him into this. He's going to have to live with this because of you. He's gonna know he killed you and the baby" he said but it wasn't even his voice.
"Please Abigail, you can have me… You said I'm pregnant. Let me have this baby and you can have me. Bray…. He… he can raise the baby and you can have me to do whatever you want with" I pleaded as I felt Bray's hands start to tie mine up.
"No!" I screamed knowing what she had planned. I didn't want to think about it but I knew. I sobbed as I looked at Bray knowing that he wasn't in there anymore. He was gone and I needed to fight for myself and our child I could possibly be carrying. I had to block out the idea of hurting Bray and focus on getting out.
"Shut up!" He said as he tied them tighter and I screamed even louder. I hoped someone would be in the woods and would hear my screams. I knew that it wasn't likely.
"Braun! Luke! Erick! Help!" I screamed not knowing what else to scream or how far our screams out even carry.
"They can't help you, they tried to help him before and failed" he said as I took a deep breath trying to think of a way out.
"Please… Abigail please. Don't make him do this. I know you love him and you will ruin him. You will lose him if you… do this. He won't be able to live knowing what you made him do" I pleaded knowing Abigail probably wouldn't listen but was just trying to buy some time.
"He will be free of you and that…. Parasite. He needs me and me alone" he said as he turned his back towards the half-burnt rocking chair. He sat down and I looked down at the hole where Abigail had rested before the fire. I didn't know what would happen to me tonight but my worst fear was that I would end up in the hole. I saw him look towards the horizon
"Do you want him to watch your last sunrise with? I'm feeling generous just because Bray… well would want to have the last moments with you" Abigail said as I shook my head. I couldn't make Bray see me like this even if just seeing his blue-gray eyes would give me the strength I needed right now.
"I don't… he will hate himself for this and I can't force him to know that you are going to do Abigail" I said as I started to try to pull myself up. I felt my balance steady and jumped to my feet. I started to run not caring how far away I got as long as I was away from what was happening. I could hear the sound of boots behind me and I tried to run even faster than before. I could see the banks of the swamp when I lost my footing and fell in a pile of leaves. I felt my wrist start burning and I knew that I had broken it.
"You really think you can get away from me?" She asked as I felt my body being thrown over his shoulder again. I knew that this was it, that I probably wouldn't even make it to sunrise at this point, thanks to the stunt I had just pulled. I closed my eyes and instantly started to cry thinking about Bray. His smile, his voice, the days we had that made everything worth it.
"Please Abigail, I… I love him. Please" I pleaded between sobs as I thought of the little blob of cells in my womb that should be growing into a baby, not ending it's existence with mine.
"I don't care! Don't you get that? You are dying today, I didn't have a choice and neither do you" her voice full of hatred.
"Bray I know you are somewhere in there. I love you… please… fight. Don't let her take you… take us" I cried as I felt myself being tossed near the hole. I knew that the moment was here and I couldn't make its stop.
"No" I sobbed as I closed my eyes. I couldn't watch Bray's face in my last moments. I wanted to remember all of the good times.
"Goodbye" she said not caring how I felt. I felt my body tense up and then strong hands around my throat. I tried to fight pushing and trying to claw my way away. I tried kicking and pulling my arms as I could feel the grip starting to get stronger. I knew I couldn't fight anymore and opened my eyes seeing the sun starting to come up. I looked at Bray's face trying to imagine the look he had when he proposed. The sheer joy and love in his eyes. I closed my eyes with images of the future we were supposed to have flashed through my mind; our child being born, our wedding day, living our lives together. I started to feel myself slipping when the hands let go. My eyes shot open and I saw Bray looking back at me sobbing and looking down at his hands.
"Bray" I said hoarsely as I saw him shaking in fear. I saw him pacing back and forth before stopping and staring at me.
"Nicolette…." he whispered as I just looked up at him not knowing what was going to happen. I didn't know if this was a hallucination or if he had finally come to his senses.
"I… She was right about everything. I hate you…." He said as I trembled listening to his words. I couldn't believe what I was actually hearing right now. I didn't want to believe him but the way he looked at me made me sick.
"No… No you don't Bray. You said you would do anything for me" I said hoarsely as I could feel my heart starting to shatter into a million pieces.
"Yes I do. You were nothing but sex to me. I only proposed to you so you wouldn't be afraid of me anymore. I wanted do this the whole time. I should've done this to you that night in the hotel and left you there" He said looking at me with the look of disdain.
"But… what… about… the baby" I asked as the tears rolled down my cheeks.
"I don't want it… I… I never did. That kid is all yours" Bray said as he started to walk away from me. I tried to pull myself up to chase after him but I was too weak to even move. I
"Bray you love me! You said…"I started to cry as he looked back at me shaking his head.
"I lied, I never loved you. You are nothing and always will be nothing. I never want to see you again" He said as I watched him away into the woods leaving me in the shack.

I laid there for what seemed like days, I didn't know if he would come back or how I was going to get back. I had nowhere to go and if Abigail was right, I wouldn't be alone. I was happy to be alive but I felt like I wasn't even alive anymore. I felt tears start to roll down my cheeks as I kept my eyes towards the sky above me. I could see the darkness start to creep and the light starting to fill the sky. The birds were chirping and it seemed like the world was moving on yet I stood still. "Baby… I will do everything I can for you. He is gone but I… I will never leave you" I whispered knowing that the blob of cells couldn't hear me but having someone to talk to made me not wish I was dead. It was my reason to live and at the moment my only reason. I heard footsteps coming towards the shack and instantly wished it was him, coming back to say he lied to protect me.
"Bray?" I called out as much as I could as I turned my head enough to see Luke standing above me. I didn't know how he knew I was out here but I had never been so happy to see him.
"Jesus Christ" he said as he sat me up carefully and started to untie my hands. I felt myself tremble feeling his hands on my skin.
"Careful… I think… I broke my wrist" I said as I started to tear up again. I felt his hands touch my skin again and I flinched.
"It's okay, I'm not going to hurt you" he whispered as he untied my hands and picked me up from the ash covered ground. I started to cry in his arms only because I wasn't anywhere near that hole.
"Why Bray?" I heard him whisper as I nodded wondering the same.

It was a whirlwind when I made it back towards the swamp. I was taken to the hospital and found out that I was indeed pregnant and had indeed broken my wrist. My throat was bruised but there was no damage. I was being kept overnight so they could make sure everything was okay with my throat. They tried to get me to say what had happened but I wouldn't say a word to them or anyone for that matter. I just thought about where he was and why he would leave me. That night, the visiting hours were over and I looked out the window seeing the stars in the sky. I wondered if he was looking at the same stars as I was. I wanted to stop thinking about him even though I was . I laid on my side and tried to close my eyes but all I could see was him.