She Drugged Us

POV: Victoria

I exchanged a glance with Claire when we both sensed the danger lurking beneath our mother’s act. She kept refilling our glasses with more drinks, urging us to take more. I could see her getting our glasses and refilling them, but when she finally brought it to us, we would just grab it from her and gulp it down as if we had been hypnotized.

“No,” I said firmly when she brought yet another glass of strawberry cocktail for me. I shook my head vehemently, refusing the drink.

“We’re not drinking anything from you anymore, mom. We don’t want more, stop it, Mom, stop it.” I told her furiously, pushing away the glass that she brought closer to my lips. But she wouldn’t stop. She grabbed my hair and held my head down as she forced it down my throat, forcing me to gulp it down.

She pushed me roughly after she forced it down my throat and I fell hard on the floor, hurting my waist. I struggled to look up at her face and her eyes flared with frustration and something darker tha