Date Night II

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Date Night II

An R.L. Mathewson Chronicle


“What the hell is she doing?” Kasey asked Sara as the two of them stood there, shaking their heads in disgust while Zoe did her best to ignore them.

“Trying to piss us off,” Eric mumbled absently around a handful of popcorn as he shifted to get more comfortable on the bed next to her as she lay there trying to figure out why this movie looked so familiar.

“Am I allowed to watch this?” Jonathan asked from her other side.

“Probably not,” Eric said with a shrug while she watched as the creepy looking doll suddenly sat up, grabbed a knife, and-

“No, no you can’t!” she said, slapping a hand over her son’s eyes as she shot the bastard sitting next to her a glare.

“It’s edited for tv,” Eric said as he tossed a handful of popcorn in his mouth only to wince and mutter, “Okay, maybe it’s not.”

 There was a heavy sigh and then Sara was on the bed and shoving Eric off. Before he had a chance to get up, Kasey stepped on him, eliciting a painful grunt as she climbed onto the bed. She grabbed the remote, turned the television off with a satisfied sigh as she sat back, placed her hand on the slight swell of her stomach and said, “Please don’t make us hurt you.”

“Because we will,” Sara promised her with a sweet smile that actually scared her a bit.

“They really will,” Eric said with another pained groan as he reached up, grabbed hold of the comforter and pulled himself up.

“Now that we got that unpleasant business out of the way,” Kasey said with an equally terrifying smile before she asked, “Why don’t you tell us why you’re not ready.”

“Because I’m not going,” she said, sighing heavily as she reached over her son and grabbed the can of buttercream frosting that she’d picked up along with about fifty dollars’ worth of junk food to help her get through this night only to frown when she realized that it was empty.

“I got hungry,” Jonathan said with a shrug as she took in the pile of empty junk food wrappers covering her nightstand and resigned herself to making another trip to the grocery store. After she glanced down at the old Bradford Construction tee shirt and baggy plaid pajamas that she was wearing she amended that to a trip to Wal-Mart instead.

“And is there a reason why you’re trying to stand up your incredibly hot husband?” Sara asked, blinking.

Before she could lie her son sold her out. “Because women hit on him all night and act like she’s not there,” he said with a shrug as he searched through the pile of wrappers.

“Thanks,” she said dryly, glaring at the little traitor.

“You’re welcome,” he said with a sigh as he sat up and headed for the door with a grumbled, “I’m gonna go find something to eat.”

“It’s the way you dress,” Eric said, drawing her attention to find him sitting on the bed next to Kasey with his arm thrown over her shoulders.

“What’s wrong with the way I dress?” she asked, frowning down at her pajamas, because everything she wore was cute.

“Everything,” Sara said.

“This is true,” Kasey seconded.

“Very true,” Sara said with a pitying shake of her head that has Zoe looking back down at her clothes and sighing heavily.

“But we can fix that,” Sara said, making Zoe swallow hard as she tried not to panic, but as both women turned and hit her with another disturbing smile she realized too late what they had in mind.

“We really can,” Kasey said and if Sara hadn’t chosen that moment to grab her, Zoe probably would have been able to make a run for it.

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2 Responses to “Date Night II”

  1. Carmen says:

    OMG….this is going to be so good. I can’t wait to read more to see where this goes. Are we going to get a book that has something similar?

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