Chapter 75
He's been here all this time.
With the children.
I feel faint and the chocking fear almost makes my lungs burst, because I'm hyperventilating at this point.
I know what this feeling is leading to.
A panic attack
But I can't be selfish right now, I need to save them, they're just babies.
It can't be here.
I should have never been here.
I know what it is.
It's been courting me since I was a child.
It knows me.
It wants me.
Not them
Not them.
My mind screams.
I need to get it out of here; I know what I'm supposed to do.
I walk to the corner and fall on my knees right in front of it. I feel the tingle in my temples as if butterflies are behind my skin, fluttering they're small wings. The heat is there too, it comes from my forehead and goes to my temples, I feel it behind my earlobes and down my neck. It takes a journey into my chest –but just where my skin is exposed. The need that's always been there is intensified. As I feel the temptation of the fear and the lust –which now is a new emotion…
I remember grandmother Whitlock's prayers -she was as close to a grandmother I ever had; when we where at her house visiting and I start.
"Our father, who arth in heaven…"
I pray closing my eyes and concentrating on the words, letting it all become conscience and not just a litany or a chant. I want it to mean more; I'm asking God for help, this presence cannot be here, it should not be here, I want it away from my loved ones.
With all that is inside me, with all that I can gather I keep praying until Alice and Jasper's running footsteps alert me.
I sit back on my feet with tears running down my face.