The door to Nancy’s apartment had been left open when the Sirens lured her out during her sleepwalking. Still shaking from the gang rape of Serena that she’d just vicariously experienced, Nancy staggered in and shut the door. Eddie was shaking on the sofa, wincing in discomfort both from the ropes tightly wrapped around his body and from his full bladder.
“Where the fuck did you just wander off to?!” he yelled. “Untie me. I gotta pee.”
She walked over and stood before him, with a look on her face saying she wanted to kill him.
“What’s wrong with you? What happened out there?”
She said nothing. She just continued scowling at him.
“Was it the Sirens? Did they get you?”
“Yes…and no,” she said, still scowling.
“What do you mean? C’mon, untie me. I gotta take a–“
“I have a feeling you already know what I mean.” She was snarling at him now.
“Who is killing my friends with all this ‘black magic’? Who is trying to kill me? Do you know?”
“You know. You and your friends…knew her…in the Biblical sense.”
“What are you talking about? C’mon, untie me!”
“You had a vision of three hot chicks singing to you, offering themselves to you, then making you almost fall off an apartment building.”
“I gotta use the bathroom!”
“I just had a vision of five good-looking young men in suits, singing to me, then…raping me. Guess who they were.”
He looked away, unable to say a word.
She bent down so her eyes were level with his.
“You know, don’t you?” The guilt in his avoiding eyes was more plain an answer than any simple yes. “Guess whose piss-smelling dick was in my mouth.”
His face scrunched up. “Eww!”
“Exactly,” she said, bringing her hand up in the air. “Now you know why I feel no sympathy for your bulging bladder.” Her fist came down on his cheek with a punch so hard, he felt as if he were going to fly off the sofa and into the bathroom.
“Hey! What’d you do that for?!” he shouted.
“What did you do what you did to her for, besides the obvious?”
“D-do what?” He was avoiding her eyes again.
“You know what. I saw you in that vision. Did you force someone named Serena to perform oral sex on you?”
He kept quiet, still looking away.
“Tell me!” Her yell stung his eardrums.
“Look, my friends peer-pressured me into it, OK?”
“Bullshit! And no, it’s not OK. I didn’t see any peer-pressuring. You were smiling! I looked up at your face! What would Mom think, looking down on you from heaven, knowing what you did? You should be in jail for what you did!”
“You’d want your own brother in jail?”
“I want all rapists to be in jail! I want their victims to have justice. Instead, Serena, this user of the black arts, wants to kill you. After what I just suffered, I ought to untie you and feed you to her Sirens! But I’ll just have to save my brother from that fate. That’s as much sisterly love as you deserve, if you even deserve that. In the meantime…”
“In the meantime, what? I gotta take a piss!”
She slapped him again, even harder.
Walking out of the room, she said, “I’ll find you a bedpan.”