Chapter 10

“Robbie?, Will was sobbing. Janice is dead ... JANICE IS DEAD, Robbie. What am I gonna do?”

I said, “We are on our way, Will. You’re not alone.”

It seems that Janice was on her way from dropping the kids off at a overnighter with friends when a drunk driver drove through a stop sign and hit her broadside. She never knew what hit her.

Melinda had heard the conversation and was already sobbing herself. She kept saying, “NO! NO! NO! It can’t be, not Janice.”

When we arrived at Wills place, there were already some of his coworkers and friends there. We went in and we were all crying in a group embrace. There was nothing to be said. We just held each other. I talked to the officer who told me that Janice died instantly. I also talked to the funeral home and told them I would be taking care of any and all arrangements and payment. I noticed that Will and Melinda were still in an embrace and she was trying to calm him down.

I told Will to come home with us. He didn’t need to be alone right now. We would try to talk to the children later. Little William was only two years old so he wouldn’t understand. Josh was four and maybe understood that mommy had gone to live with God and that she loved him very much but he and his brother would be living with daddy now. Uncle Robbie and Aunt Melinda would always be there for them.

The funeral was a standing room only affair. Janice was loved by everyone she touched as Melinda and I were touched more than anyone else by the love and sacrifice of this wonderful lady. She had given us two wonderful children. Will was a mess. The kids needed him to stand up and take charge. He was going to need help. His grief was taking over.

About 8 months after Janice’s s death, I came home from a meeting downtown and saw Will’s car in our driveway. I knew Melinda was home early today as she needed to pick up the kids at school early. As I opened the door I heard voices up stairs and a lot of movement.

I heard, Melinda say, “Will, STOP! PLEASE STOP! We can’t do this! Please Will, NOOOO! Will, this is rape. STOP! PULL IT OUT, WILL!

I heard Will’s voice, “ Melinda, you owe me. You let Robbie fuck Janice. It’s only right that I get to fuck your fine pussy since Janice left me.”

I walked into the room and saw a nude Melinda on her back on the bed with Will’s dick buried in her. She was beating her fists on his head and trying to kick him but he had her legs pinned wide while he raped her. She trying to fight him off of her and reason with him but he was drunk and forcing her down.

I yelled, “WILL! GET OFF OF HER!!”

I hit him on the head with both fists and knocked him off causing him to pull his dick out of Melinda still spurting cum. He had cum in her. She was crying loudly with his cum running out of her.

I said, “DO NOT get up, Will. I won’t be responsible for what happens next. He put his face in his hands sobbing, saying, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry ... So Sorry!”

I said, “Melinda, go clean yourself up. Your full of his spunk.

She felt his cum trying to ooze out of her and coating her labia. She walked over and slapped him as hard as she could.

Melinda said, “Will, I never want to see your face again! Do you understand? You raped me, Will. What do you think Janice would think about what you have done? You think she would approve of you raping her best friend? Yes, Robbie had sex with Janice before she knew you. I can’t have children. She gave us her body so Robbie and I could have children and you have taken her memory and shit on it, you Son of a Bitch.”

Robbie said, “Get your drunk ass up and go downstairs. I’m still trying to figure out why I haven’t killed you yet.”

I checked on Melinda who was sitting on the toilet trying to let Will’s semen drain out of her.

She said, “Damn, Robbie, he filled me up. I didn’t realize it until you said something. I feel like I’ve drained a pint of cum out of me already. I’m so sorry, Baby. I had just got out of the shower when he came out of nowhere. Next thing I know he’s on the bed on top me shoving his dick in me. I tried to push him off of me but he is too strong. He raped me Robbie. I hope you don’t think I wanted it? Honey, we can’t call the police. What about the kids? He would go to jail.”

Robbie said, “No Honey, I heard you telling him to stop. Problem is, what do we do with him? He’s in no shape to go home. He’s committed sexual assault on you. I know he’s drunk and distraught but raping you is way over the line. I know ... let’s call Anne. Maybe she can help.”

Melinda said, “Yes! I’ll call her.”

Anne was at our house in half an hour. We told her what happened. She said that she was supposed to call the police when she becomes aware of a crime. We asked her not too. She talked to Will for awhile. Will agreed to start seeing her regularly. If not she would have to report the rape. Will left promising to be in Anne’s office the next day.

I was in the other room when I heard Melinda and Anne trying to whisper.