Late

we walk down the street, getting closer and closer to his house... i feel it in my bones.
'' how much farther?'' i ask louis
''down the road. see the cream house with the tall oak trees? thats it''
''beautiful''
''thank you''
thomas runs to his house as we follow.

''Well, this is it''
'' were not here for a tour of your house, we are here for you wife'' Dr.Vandore says
'' well lets go and get her'' he says fumbling around for a key.
he pulls out a shiny gold key and sticks it in his door.
'' wow'' i whisper.
The floors were made of marble and the rug had to have been made of cashmere.
'' well, lets go'' lou says up u marble stairs to the master room, where his wife lays, lifeless.
'' here she is''
she had long brown hair that curled. the light shined through the window on her face. the sheets poked up on her belly.
''i will grab her legs, doc, grab her head and those kids can support her back''
''lets just get this over with'' the doctor moans as she pulls the blankets off of her.
she examines the body n a very unpleasant way. she looks back up at louis in a angry way as he walks on the other side of the bed
''what?'' he asks
''shes fucking pregnant?!'' the doctor yells

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