Eventually, the noises outside the door began to die down. It was only then that I opened the bathroom door and
went out.
All four of them–Gary, Drake, Lesley, and Willow–were sprawled out on the table haphazardly as they muttered nonsense under their breaths.
I lowered my head to check on the time on my watch. The drug was going to make them go all crazy in just half an hour’s time.
Lesley kept chuckling like an idiot, muttering under her breath that she was going to make me give birth to a child for her and other nonsense. Meanwhile, Gary kept repeating that the child I bore them was going to be their cash
cow very soon.
Willow’s body was a little crooked, as she was fast asleep and snoring without a care in the world. Suddenly, she lost her balance and fell to the ground where she continued snoring away.
I didn’t want to continue looking at them anymore. I hurried back into my room, grabbed my overnight bag, and left the house.
I didn’t care about what was going to happen tonight at that house. It wasn’t any of my business.
Since they so desperately wanted a baby, then they would jolly well have the baby themselves!
I didn’t want them to find me, so I flagged down a cab and went to spend the night with my best friend, Penny Sawyer.
I had a wonderful and uneventful sleep at Penny’s house. The next morning, I was rudely awakened by a string of incessant ringing from my phone.
“Janice Lowry! Where the hell are you?”
I heard Gary’s angry voice as soon as I answered the phone. I could also somewhat hear Lesley and Drake arguing in the background with Willow trying to separate them.
“Why would you want to know where I am? It’s none of your business!” I answered coldly and emotionlessly. Gary lost his shit and started yelling at me. “You fucking bitch! What did you give us last night?”
I pretended to be surprised and asked, “Huh? Last night? Lesley cooked for us, remember? My dear, dear husband, I think you’re asking the wrong person. Shouldn’t you be asking Lesley instead?”
Gary was dumbfounded by my question. He couldn’t possibly admit that Lesley had drugged the wine that I drank, could he?
“Janice Lowry, you have exactly half an hour to get home!”
I guess the only thing he could do was to shift all his anger on me instead.
I exclaimed coldly, “I’m never going back! Over my dead body!”
“If you dare to stay out and not return, trust me, I will kill you as soon as I get my hands on you!” Gary roared, starting to threaten my life.
“Return? For what? For you to force me into sex with Drake again?”
The only thing I felt for him now was pure, unadulterated hatred. How could a man trick his wife into
