Depressed Family Guy

Affair

November 1st, 3:00 am.

    Lois and the kids arrive home from leaving the fair. Stewie snores quietly as Meg takes him to her room.

    "Goodnight mom, I'm gonna go ahead and take stewie to bed." Meg yawns as she walks into the house. Lois nods and stays in the car, typing on her phone. Seconds later, her phone dings...it's Cleveland.

Cleveland : hey I'm on my way.

    Lois types back and sends the message. A few moments later, the headlights of a distant car flicker as the car pulls in behind her. Cleveland makes his way to the passenger door of Lois' car and gets in. He leans over, caressing her face.

    "I didn't think he'd show up to the fair. I thought we'd be safe there." Cleveland says as his hand touches her thigh.

    "I didn't think so either, the only safe place now is here...and honestly," Lois smirks, grabbing his hand, "I don't care if he sees anyways. Fuck that bastard!" They kiss and caress each other as they move to the backseat, the glass of the windows fogging up and car skaing vigorously.

    Meanwhile, Meg and stewie are in Meg's room, stewie sound asleep and Meg wide awake. She looks outside and sees the car shaking and windows fogged. She shakes her head as she looks toward her bed. She kneels down and grabs the white shoebox underneath her bed and pulls out a needle and a vile labeled PCP. She pokes the needle through the vile and extracts the liquid. Finding her vein as she ties a belt around her arm, cutting off circulation, she injects the drug into her vein and lays back to stare at the ceiling. Within 10 minutes, hallucinations start corsing through her mind.

    Lois comes inside and enters her room, her hair a mess, clothes ruffled. She sits on her bed and looks over at her Doxylamine sitting on the nightstand, pondering the thought to take it. She takes the bottle and pours out a single pill and stares. She takes the bottle and the pill into the bathroom and pours it down the toilet. She stares at the pill in her hand and takes a deep breath as she drops it in, flushing the toilet.

    Lois lays down in her bed and turns on her side, eyeing the picture of Peter and the kids on the nightstand. She hits the picture, cracking the glass over Peter's face.