Evil Incarnate

"Mom's" POV

These boys are so un-fucking-believable. I gave them life. I made them exist. What more could they want from me? I see they've found something they like, so I need to do my best to take it from them. They will never be able to get rid of me. 

I sit here and rub my hands as I watch one of my sons taking one of their women out on a date. Seeing an opportunity, I grab a drink tray and put just one drink on it. I make my way over to one of the twins my boys are fawning over. 

She is so dumb, she takes the bait and chugs it down, not thinking anything of the fact that I told others they couldn't take it, but I gave it to her so willingly. Now, this drug may or may not kill her... that isn't important to me. 

I walk away and watch from the sidelines as my boy sees his girl go down. The concern he shows for her is something I was hoping to see. I want to see him in pain. I want to see him saddened to the bones. The  man gives me a