He Takes You Home

WIP

As you walk out of the bathroom and try to understand how and why this has happened to you, Allison's husband spots you and walks over towards you.

“You okay babe?” He asks with a look of serious concern on his face.

“Yeah. I’m sure I’m fine. Just a cramp is all,” you tell him, hoping he buys your last second excuse.

“You look flushed honey,” he replied. “I already paid for the meal and I’m going to take you home.”

Alison’s husband grabbed you by the hand and lead you out of the restaurant. He gets his keys from the valet and guides you to his car. He opens the door and guides you into the seat before softly shutting the door. He gets into the driver’s seat and starts the engine.

“Don’t worry baby, I’m gonna take you home and take great care of my baby,” he says as he kisses you on the cheek. You continue to panic about what the hell is happening in your mind as Alison's husband tries to take short cuts in order to get you two home faster. You thought that Alison’s husband was really caring but he wasn’t cari for who he thought he was caring for right now. You looked like his wife but it was really you. Alison’s husband runs your head at every stop light, trying to comfort who he thinks is his wife.

Thirty minutes after leaving the restaurant, you pull up to Alison’s home. Seeing the house sent you into a weird vision were you swear you somehow relieved Alison’s memories associated with the house.

Alison’s husband opens your car door and takes your hand to help you out of the vehicle. He puts his left arm around your shoulder as he helps guide you to the front door. He helped you up stair by stair until you got inside.

“I’m going to go see what medicine we have for stomach pain. Can you make it to the bedroom?” He asked.