Curtains Close; Take a bow. I think we fooled all of them now.

Oli's POV

We didn't know how far along she was. I refused to take her to the hospital. All I knew was that she was roughly eight or nine months in. She'd be due any minute now. I'd put a lock on her bedroom door, that could only be unlocked from the other side. And I'd put locks on all the cabinets in the house too. That way she couldn't take any pills or poisons to kill the baby.

She would scream at night. She would scream about how the baby was going to kill her. She would scream about how she didn't want it, and the dreams she was having about the baby. In one dream, she told me that she carried the baby out to the car in the middle of the night, and drove the car into a lake, locking the baby inside. I would cry out at her, tell her that she didn't used to be like this, and that she didn't have the heart to do something like that.

The more I locked her up, the crazier she got. She concentrated on nothing but wanting to kill it. She would tell me that locking her away wouldn't help anything. But I couldn't let her out. She would harm herself. She was completely delusional.

"Eat It." I said, getting frustrated. "Open your god damn mouth!" I held the piece of toast near her face. She was refusing to eat again. She had lost a lot of weight recently and it was worrying me.

"No!" She screamed, yanking her head away from me.

I pulled her hair. "Eat. For fucks sake. Eat!"

She started to sob again, tears streaming down her face. Her eyelids twitched and her back shivered. I let go of her tiny body and helped her into bed. "I'm sorry baby. I just don't like seeing you like this."

She ignored me.

"Daddy!" Hanley called from the other side of the door. I kept my eye on Rain, watching her until I was able to slide out of the door and lock it. Hanley was gripping onto my knee.

"What is it?" I knelt down beside him and picked him up.

"Do I have an Uncle?" He blabbered.

"An Uncle?" I asked, my heart starting to beat slightly faster. "No. You don't."

"But..." He said, slurring his words together. "There was a man here last night, and he said I should tell my Uncle that he was here."

I dropped him down on the floor again. "What have I told you about talking to strangers?"

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