She Jumps Then Wakes Unhurt While Her Family Bleeds Ten Times Worse Chapter 08

She Jumps Then Wakes Unhurt While Her Family Bleeds Ten Times Worse Chapter 08

With a thud, the window on the first floor of the 

villa shattered in an instant. 

Maisie was drenched. She gripped a gas can in 

one hand and a kitchen knife in the other. 

She stepped over the broken glass and charged into the living room. 

Gasoline splashed across the carpet, the sharp smell burning the air. 

“Elowen! Get your ass down here!” 

I stood in my pajamas at the top of the stairs on the second floor, looking down at her. 

“What are you doing here?” 

“To send you to hell!” 

She lifted the jerry can and began splashing gasoline wildly over the sofa and curtains. 

At the same time, in the intensive care unit at Millbrook Medical Center, William’s phone rang wildly by his bedside. 

The exclusive villa surveillance alarm went off. 

Callum grabbed the phone. One look at the screen 

made him jolt upright. 

“Maisie’s in the house with a knife!” 

“Move! Go save Elowen, now! If she gets stabbed, 

we’re all dead!” Nathan threw himself off the hospital bed. 

“My neck… I can’t move…” William’s face was 

completely drained of color. 

“It doesn’t matter! If we’re even a second late, 

we’re all dead!” 

Margaret yanked the IV out of her hand, tears streaming down her face. 

The four of them, dragging their crippled bodies, 

crawled and stumbled out of the ward. 

Back at the villa, Maisie climbed the stairs step by 

step. 

“You stole everything from me!” 

“You ruined me! I won’t let you live in peace either!” 

She raised the boning knife, its tip aimed directly 

at my chest. 

“You sure about that?” I stood still, not even lifting 

a hand. 

“Stop acting! You think I won’t do it?” Maisie 

screamed and lunged at me. 

The front door of the villa was violently kicked 

open. The lock snapped and flew off. 

“Stop!” Four voices shouted at once. 

Maisie froze mid–step and turned toward the 

entrance. 

William leaned against the door, clutching his bleeding neck. 

Margaret’s face was deathly pale. Nathan dragged 

his broken arm. 

Callum had fallen out of his wheelchair and was 

crawling on the floor. 

“Dad! Mom! Nathan! Callum!” Maisie’s eyes lit up. 

“You’re here to save me, right? You still love me!” 

“You monster! Drop the knife!” William coughed, 

blood staining the corners of his mouth. 

“Don’t touch her! Please don’t touch her!” Callum 

dragged himself forward across the floor toward 

the stairs. 

Maisie’s smile froze. “You’re still protecting her?” 

“She did this to you! And you’re still protecting 

her!” 

“You don’t get it! If you stab her, we’re the ones 

who die!” Nathan broke down, sobbing. 

Maisie wasn’t listening at all. Her gaze locked 

back onto my chest. 

“Then just let you all watch!” 

She tightened her grip on the knife and stabbed. 

straight at my heart. 

I opened my arms. I didn’t move. 

The blade cut through my pajamas and sank into 

my flesh. Cold spread from the wound. 

It felt like the wind from that rooftop again, 

slipping under my collar. 

I lowered my head and looked at the four people 

collapsed at the doorway, blinking once. 

That day, I had truly wanted to die. But I didn’t. 

anymore. 

The knife went in two inches. 

“No!” Four screams filled the villa. 

At the same moment, their chests burst open. Not 

wounds, but holes. 

Huge cavities, far larger than the knife wound. 

Bones cracked again and again. 

Blood and tissue spilled from their chests. 

William didn’t even get a chance to speak before 

he collapsed stiffly at the floor. 

Margaret’s chest caved in completely. She 

twitched once and went still. 

Nathan and Callum rolled in the blood, making wet, broken gurgling sounds in their throats. 

They lay at the doorway as blood slowly spread 

across the carpet. 

Maisie looked down at the knife in her hand, then 

at the wound on my chest, which was already 

closing. 

The knife slipped from her fingers and bounced 

twice on the floor. 

She went still. Completely.