I set a timer for this one but I keep getting interrupted, so it really took me three hours to writing a story for this writing prompt.
Writing Prompt #1,103
Your wife has recently taken up a job as a pharmacist in your small town. It's a straightforward job, and she's well beloved by the locals, but you sense that she is unhappy. A few months into the job, she starts staying later and later at work, sometimes coming home in the wee hours of the morning. You become suspicious, thinking the worst. One restless night, you decide to pay her a visit at work. You roll into the parking lot near midnight and see that the lights are on inside the pharmacy. You go through the back door and find your wife behind the counter mixing some sort of concoction in a huge cauldron while the other pharmacists stand around her. You have just discovered the local coven.
Jason, are you sure this is the best idea to do? I think to myself as I drive to Sophia’s job. She’s never given me any reason not to trust her, but why would she be staying at the pharmacy for hours after the place closed. I need to know what’s going on. She is doing something that she doesn’t want feel she can tell me about. I don’t like it. I want her to be able to talk to me about anything. Whither or not I will believe in what she is talking about doesn’t matter to me. I just want her to be able to tell me anything. As I pull up to the pharmacy, I notice that all the light are light on in the building. What the fuck is going on? I spark in the farthest parking spot away from the door. Dear god, please don’t let me find someone else pleasing my wife. I send up a pray to whatever god is up there watching over us. I slink around the side of the building. Fucking hell I feel like a damn creeper, right now. As that thought flows through my mind I feel a wave of calmness wash over me. As if whatever I’m about to see is going to be Okay. I put my ear to the back door and I don’t hear anything. Why the fuck would I hear anything through a steel door. Goddamn it, I’m a dumb ass at times. I slowly open the steel door and I have a line of sight to the front counter. Just off to the side of the counter I see red hair blowing around, like a fan is moving it. I step farther into the back of the pharmacy. I then see my wife standing over what looked like a cauldron. She is pouring something brown into it. I finally pull my eyes from my wife and I notice there is about 8 other female pharmacists standing around her. I gasp and that sound breaks whatever peace they have. They all turn towards me. Sophia’s eyes widen as they fall onto me. “Wh-What?” I stutter out.
“Jason.” Sophia whispers out. She starts looking around at the other females as if she is asking what she should do.
“What are you?” My brain is frozen not wanting to process what I am seeing in front of me. “Are you cheating?” My own question sounds hopeful to my ear. I wanted her to be cheating? The red head starts laughing.
“We, might have fried his brain, girls.” She says barely able to speak because she is laughing. “No, sir. Your beautiful wife, isn’t cheating on you.” She says once she gathers himself.
“High Jaden?” My wife asks.
“There’s no reason to hide it from him, now, is there?” The red head sweeps her hand towards me. “We can’t spell him to forget. Else he’ll forget you.” She says.
“Okay.” My wife softly says while nodding her head.
“So, your Jason.” Another woman says and I nod my head. “Well, then. Welcome to the hard ridge Coven.” She says bowing in front of me.
“He is the first man, to find out about us.” Another women snaps out. “You promised that no man would ever know about us!” She steps up to Jaden.
“Carly, this isn’t something that can be planned.” Another woman says placing one of her hands on the woman’s shoulder. “It’ll be Okay.”
“No.” She screams and everything goes back.
