Total pages in book: 22
Estimated words: 19898 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 99(@200wpm)___ 80(@250wpm)___ 66(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 19898 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 99(@200wpm)___ 80(@250wpm)___ 66(@300wpm)
I waited until she was asleep that night to make my move. This shit had taken a lot of thought because I couldn’t go with my first instinct, which was to totally annihilate this bitch. Since my hands were tied there wasn’t much I could do but there was no way I was letting her get away with this shit. Maybe Silas could find a way to bring her up on charges, we had the dealer’s word that she had bought the shit from him but I wasn’t too sure about the law handling this shit the way I wanted it to.
I reached her house in the dark after parking a few blocks over. I entered through the back door after jimmying the lock and made my way slowly through the house. Opening her fridge I opened the half bottle of pop and poured the little potion I’d brought along with me inside. It won’t kill her but it would make her very uncomfortable for the next little while as well as making her think she was losing her fucking mind. And it was a simple little thing found in most people’s kitchen cupboards. My campaign of terror was only just beginning. By the time I was done she won’t know what hit her and she won’t ever know that it was I behind it.
I left the way I came and headed back to my wife. I was sure that it wouldn’t be long before her strange behavior was bandied about in the small town. I just had to sit back and see which way the wind blew. The shit I’d put in her soda could make her run through the streets naked without even knowing she was doing it, or it could have her cowering in a corner afraid of the men in black. At times she would feel like she was about to die as it caused rapid heart rate and nausea along with severs anxiety. Wish I could be around for that shit but I have more important things to do with my time.
For the next few months we got our lives back on track; everything was about the baby, we were both obsessed. Simon was around more now than he had been before. After I got my head out of my ass and accepted the fact that he was a stand up guy who had looked out for my woman when he could’ve totally taken advantage of the situation, it was easy for me to let him in. We had even become friends, sorta anyway. I no longer stressed the kiss because at the end it wasn’t either of their doing. I’d made Brenda’s life a living hell, most of her friends were now shunning her because of the fucked up shit she’d been doing thanks to the little potion I’d been feeding her in heavy doses for weeks. I also let it slip to the right people that she’d spiked my wife’s drink and that had just about got her ass lynched.
Now everyone was coming forward with apologies because they knew that just wasn’t like Madelyn; they just couldn’t figure out why she would’ve done it but they’d seen it with their own eyes after all. At least the rumors had died down and the town now had a new focus for the rumor mill. I had stopped fucking with Brenda a few months ago but that shit seemed to have long lasting effects, because she was still known to act crazy on occasion. Whatever, the damage had been done.
“DOMINIC.”
What the fuck? I was out in my workshop working on a rocking horse for the kid when I heard Simon screaming for me. I came running because his voice sounded panicked. I’d left him in the house with her playing cards; she didn’t get around so well these days since she was rivaling my truck for size. So either her father or Simon came by each day to keep her company while I was out back trying to get shit ready for the nursery. They were the only two I trusted alone with her though some of her girls came by on occasion.
“What the fuck Simon, the house on fire?”
“No you ass, your wife’s in labor.”
I dropped the cloth I’d been using to wipe my hands and ran into the house.
“Did you call the doctor?”
“Yeah, hospital.” He was as nervous as I was and his words were all running together. She was sitting on the couch huffing and puffing like she’d run a marathon or some shit and my heart was racing away from me.
“Don’t worry baby we’ll get you down the mountain in no time.”
“I’m not worried I just wish Simon would calm down.”
“Calm down calm down?” he turned frightened eyes my way.
“She just doubled over, right in the middle of the damn game and then there was water and…shit I thought she’d peed herself.” We had a good laugh at that as we got her together and headed out the door.