Sacrifice by White Wrath James

Author:White, Wrath James [White, Wrath James]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: voodoo, horror, murder, suspense
Publisher: Sinister Grin Press
Published: 2012-11-12T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 18

Hours went by with April holding Delilah tight against her as she shivered and moaned in inconsolable anguish, teeth grinding, sweat raining down her face, shivering and trembling as if stricken with fever. Occasionally she would mumble some indecipherable exclamation before crying out at the top of her lungs, cursing and roaring in horrifying rage. April let out a startled cry when Delilah suddenly sprang from the bed and stormed around the room punching holes in the walls and knocking things off of the shelves, yelling obscenities at some unseen antagonists. She hugged her knees to her chest, afraid Delilah might turn and attack her. Whatever demon lived inside her had clearly taken control, and April didn’t know how to snap her out of it.

Delilah collapsed back on the bed and burst into a fit of tears that lasted almost an hour. Then the convulsions began. She thrashed and twisted in bone-racking contortions. Her body arched, her back bowing until her head nearly touched her ankles. Then she snapped back, curling into a tight ball and trembling so violently the entire bed shook.

“Help! Help! Oh my God! I think she’s dying! Somebody help!”

A thick foam of saliva bubbled up from Delilah’s mouth. Her eyes locked with April’s for a moment and then rolled up in her head, which whipped furiously from side to side. Whatever was inside Delilah was willing to tear her apart to get out.

April felt the violent emotion boiling off her in waves. It affected her - for no reason she could fathom a sudden violent rage gripped April, a fierce murderous hatred directed at Delilah. She reached down and wrapped her fingers around Delilah’s throat, digging her nails in and squeezing with all her might, cutting off her lover’s windpipe.

“Don’t touch her! Get the fuck away from her! What, are you trying to commit suicide? Get away from her!”

April jumped away from Delilah as the bedroom door flew open and two men she’d never seen before entered, towing along a wide-eyed young girl no older than ten years old.

“What are you doing in here? You trying to get yourself killed?”

April felt like she was awakening from a dream. She looked down at her hands and then over at Delilah who was still trembling and convulsing. She couldn’t believe what she’d been about to do.

One of the men, tall and gray-haired with a massive build like a body builder, grabbed her and dragged her off the bed, using her body like a shield as he backed away from Delilah, as if afraid the woman would explode.

He wore a dark suit and black leather gloves, and an automatic pistol stuck conspicuously from a holster in his waistband. His partner was younger, slightly smaller, and quicker to smile, but there was something reptilian and predatory about the expression - as if he opened his mouth to taste the air with his tongue. His hair was dark and slicked back like an Italian gangster. His thin gash of a mouth had lips that were bright red, like a wound cut into his face.

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