Free Day Beyond the Dead (Book 1) by Christina Dawn Page A

teeth and tried to lunge for Christa. Christa pushed down harder on her chest, with two hands now, so she wouldn’t get up.
         Damion reached for Christa’s wrist, “Come on Christa, let’s hurry and shut the door and leave her inside for the moment. There is nothing we can do.”
         Christa tried to let go. She wanted to let go but was having a hard time as she sat there just staring at Bree. Christa was in sheer shock. She ‘just’ got her baby girl back and it seems as fast as she got her back she lost her. Staring one last time at Bree’s face she relents to Damion’s tugging of her arm and let’s go and quickly shuts the door behind her. Not long after that they can hear Bree clawing at the door as she moans.
         Christa leans back against the door and looks at Damion, “I can’t stay here. I just can’t. I can’t leave her like that either but god help me I can’t put her out of her misery either.”
         “I know baby, I know. I’ll take care of it and then we’ll gather some supplies and leave.”
         Christa wanted Bree to be put out of her misery but she didn’t feel that was a good image for Damion to have in his head. That was a lot to ask of him and a lot to endure. Christa grabbed Damion’s arm as he went to put his hand on the doorknob, “No baby, don’t. I can’t ask that of you and I couldn’t live with that image so how would you possibly endure that yourself? Let me get someone else to do it.”
         “No. She’s my daughter. I was there when she took her first breath and came into this world and I’m going to be there when she goes out. Please Christa. I couldn’t live with myself if someone else did it. That’s how much this means to me.”
         Christa gave in to Damion’s wishes but couldn’t help but feel that it was a terrible choice. All she could do is hope that he was right and that he could live with it. Damion grabbed the knife off the dresser and proceeded to open the door. The opening of the door knocked Bree backwards which gave Damion an opportune time to grab her. She was laying on her back on the floor as Damion straddled her so he could hold her down. He raised the knife above his head, “I’m so sorry Bree. Daddy loves you baby girl.” After his last word he brought down the knife with great force and stuck it deep into her forehead. After the knife was in Bree’s forehead her head flopped to the left and her body was lifeless. Damion caressed Bree’s cheek one last time before he opened the door and shut it behind him. Christa looked at Damion with tears in her eyes. She knew it was over with and by the look on Damion’s face he wasn’t handling it the greatest. Christa walked over to Damion and put her arms around him as he sobbed into her shoulder.
         “I don’t want to stay one more night in this place. Let’s gather our stuff together and go baby.” Christa knew this day was hard for them both but especially for Damion. Not only did Damion lose Bree but he lost both his parents as well. Christa squeezed Damion tighter as she thought about that. Christa closed her eyes and wished she was back in the cabin but with Damion and Bree. For a brief moment in her mind she found peace and thought to herself that maybe she would just pretend they all were back there somehow. She would remember Bree’s smiling face and pretend she was somewhere safe waiting on her. She would see her again.
         The room was silent as they gathered some clothes. Damion walked over to Christa and took her hand. Slowly they walked down the stairs and noticed Gerard, Darren and Tara sitting in the living room.
         “How is Bree doing? She sleeping?” The moment Gerard asked the question he wished he hadn’t. He could tell by the look on Christa’s face that Bree was gone. It was hard for Gerard to fathom that he would never see her smiling face again. He couldn’t help but stare at Christa. He could see the pain