manchester's sweetheart

Chapter 3

It was now evening and I'd came downstairs to make some tea, when I remembered Patrick was still in the closet.
I opened the door and asked, "Would you care for some tea, love?"
He obviously couldn't respond, but I took it as a yes.
I went into the kitchen to fix us some tea.
In his, I put various cleaners and chemicals I found under my sink, along with a tad of rat poison.
I stirred it up and brought it to him.
I took the tape off his mouth and said, "Drink up, darling!"
I flipped him on his back and forcefully made him drink every last drop.
He had also already swallowed the cigarette I shoved in his mouth a few hours prior.
"What the fuck did you put in that?" he asked.
"What do you mean? It's just tea, love." I said before putting the tape back over his mouth.

I drank my tea and went back upstairs to read.
Later, I took a shower and got ready for bed.