Chapter Eighty One

I could not believe what I was hearing, Dot had seen Antonia or the spit of her and had left her in the grounds of our home.
"dot don't get you? I mean seriously"
"Why?"
"you leave a deranged psycho in our home grounds, with no regard for anyone's safety, you think she's done nothing to you? how stupid can you be huh? , remember your stay in hospital?, how you think, or should I say who you think was responsible for that?, have you already forgotten about the conversation we had when you was in hospital about you being dead.... what fucking world are you living in?"
feeling really pissed, I started pacing.
the look of realisation suddenly hit home.
"Shit I'm a dumb ass..."
"no Dot your more than that, in an attempt to hurt me, you have willingly put yourself, me and the kids and our home under the attack of a pyscho, well fucking done, round of applause for the fucked up ex wife..."
"I'm sorry"
I was mid pace and stopped to turn and look at her, "Your what?"
sheepishly she repeated "I'm sorry, your right I did want to hurt you, I was consumed by my own jealousy of your new bow, I lost reason for a minute..."
"A minute? are you for fucking real, You have managed to put stupid on a level of intelligence..." I was stopped by a knocking at the front door. As I went to answer I threw at D, "I'm surprised the fucking bitch knocked..."
As I opened the Door,  I was stunned and shocked to see Madison stood there, surprised, I blurted "Babes, your back" she didn't answer but walked in,  I noticed she swaggered a little as she stepped past me. forgetting about D for a second I asked her, "You ok?"
she looked at me through glazed eye's and shook her head. "I feel kinda drunk... and strange, but I've not drank anything, I don't drink..."
I made her sit on the chair by the phone in the lobby, "What have you eaten or taken since we spoke, you were going to the drug store for your script, then what?"
"Nothing really I, called in to Starbucks and grabbed a coffee that's all, then got in the car and drove home.... " she shook her head as if trying to clear it, "Jon I don't feel good.... I think I'm gonna" she stood up and ran for the bathroom. I followed and stood outside listening as Madison retched. After a few minutes she came out and her complexion was white and wax like, her eye's were more glazed and she looked weak as if she was going to fall.  I slid my arm around her waist, something wasn't adding up. I took her to the sitting room then went off and fetched her some water. Handing it to her I ordered "sip this." my mind was racing clutching at straws trying to make sense out of all of this, all I could think was Madison's coffee was spiked or she had been drugged, I asked
"Where's the coffee cup?"
"In the car... I think..."
I took the keys and went out to the car and got the paper container that had the coffee in it, I opened the white plastic lid covering and sniffed, nothing jumped back other than coffee. this was strange. I took out the script that Madison had collected too, I checked inside, and it was birth control pills and Tylenol. I checked the packs but nothing had been used. then I noticed the bag of sweets sitting in the glove box, they looked like Lemon drops, I picked up the bag and with the other things went back into the house.
walking back into the sitting room D was sitting next to Madison, she looked at me as I entered, "Jon, you let someone that's intoxicated drive my kids home? and you give me a hard time."
"Shut up Dot, she's not intoxicated, she'd been drugged somehow?"
"Oh yeah right, cause every Starbucks and drug store tamper with your script and coffee don't they? she's drunk Jon look at her, she cant even keep her eye's open..."
I knelt down bedside's Madison. Taking her hands I looked at her, she was in and out of consciousness... "Babes, look at me?" she tried to lift her dropping head, but she couldn't manage to, when she spoke her words were slurred... and then she completely blacked out."
I shook her Madison?" no response, frantically I tired again, "Madison?" again nothing. "call 911"
"If you think I'm saving that bitch..."
" DOT FUCKING DIAL 911 NOW"
I made her jump but this time she did as she was told and dialled the emergency services. I sat with Madison checking her pulse which I was relieved was strong, but her colour was ashen and still wax looking in appearance and she had beads of sweat forming and dropping from her brow.
She did not wake,  A moan escaping from her lips only. What the fuck had happened?