Discussing the future

“I don’t want any bad blood between us” she said once I entered the kitchen.

I had expected something like this from her to set things right with me. She clearly hoped to get some money out of me.

After all, she was the definition of a gold digger. Her long blonde hair, her thin and curvy body and the fact that she always wore shoes with at least 6 inch heels made that pretty clear when combined with the fact that she was about 30 which was 20 years younger than my father had been.

But I wanted to stay diplomatic, so I said “me neither. I just want a good home life until I get my own place in a couple of months.”

She smiled and asked if I wanted a glass of water. Though unusual of her I said yes.

I was on my phone whilst she filled the glass wich was why I didn’t notice the small pill she dropped into it.

So as soon she put the glass down, I grabbed it and downed it in one flowing motion.

Her smile grew even wider as I started to feel a little dizzy.

The last thing I noticed before everything went black was her smile.