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A brother and sister discover their dad has been having an affair with their favorite counselor at school.

Judy listens to her dad on the phone from behind the kitchen door. She recognizes the voice of Ms. Fitzgerald, the school counselor, on the other end of the line.

She frowned, listening to the conversation. What she heard was highly disturbing. Her dad was calling Ms. Fitzgerald 'honey'.

SilverSparkle wrote: "She frowned, listening to the conversation. What she heard was highly disturbing. Her dad was calling Ms. Fitzgerald 'honey'."

She knew true and well that something was up, but she just couldn't bear the thought of her father being unloyal to her mother.

She thinks “should i confront him?" Judy shrugged the thought away, believing her dad would never do such a thing.

She goes back to her room pretending that she didn't witness anything, hoping things could return back to normal.

As Judy lay on her bed, she wonders if she should tell her brother about what she'd heard. Surely he would have some good advice.

Judy crept to her brothers room. “Walker , I've got something to tell you"

Walker looks away from his phone and pauses his game. "Yeah?"

Judy stops next to his bed and says softly, "I think Dad's cheating on Mom…..Do you know what we should do? Should we tell Mom?"

Walker thought for a moment, "Do you think she would want to know? Would she even believe us if we did tell her? How do you know anyways?" He asked his sister, putting his phone to the side.

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"I heard dad talking on the phone and on the other line I heard Ms. Fitzgerald, our school counselor. I heard them talk and dad was calling her honey."

I thought maybe he was right. Maybe I was going too far.

"Yes, let's see at school tomorrow." I replied, scolding myself for such an ill thought!

I retired to bed, but was not able to sleep because of what happened downstairs. I thought I was overthinking things and as Walker said, Dad loves Mom. He would never cheat on her.

If any of this is true and if Mom knows about this then our life will change for ever. I had to do something. But what?

I thought for a while and then thought about the conversation downstairs. I realized my throat was becoming dry. I switched the lamp on and reached for the jug of water. It was empty. I sighed. I got up, put on slippers and slid down the bed. I was just outside my door when I heard a noise coming from Walker's room.

I saw Walker spread out on the rug with vomited blood on the bed. I rushed over to him shocked. I tried shaking him, but he barely moved. I had to get help. I got up to call our parents, but tripped on something. It was a small mason jar filled with only a few pills. It was written in bold red letters, 'OVERDOSE MIGHT KILL'.

Seeing that I rushed downstairs, shouting for my parents at the same time. ...

Ohhh..... It's interesting.....

No, it can't be... There had to be blood, but only the mason jar was untouched after the scene. Why would Walker do that to me? Why would he create such a scene when I was there and then just sleep when our parents came? Why?

I picked up the bottle of pills lying on the table and rushed over to Mom and Dad.

"I-It was lying on the floor when I was here and I swear I saw blood on the bed and the carpet and everywhere I--" I stuttered.

"Honey, it would just have been a bad nightmare." Dad cut me off. "Yes dear, you would have just had a bad night's sleep and yesterday night you watched that horror movie with Walker. It might have been an effect of that. Go to sleep, honey. Good Night." Mom said, and then they left me wondering how come it felt so real if it was a mere nightmare?

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Walker looks at me, confused. “Uh no? Why would I have been up last night?” My mind flashes back to what I saw, or at least what I thought I saw. Walker drenched in his own blood, sweating and completely motionless. The pills in the jar. “OVERDOSE KILLS”.
I shiver, trying to drag my thoughts away from the horrifying scene from Kate last night. Walker is still looking at me a little strange, clearly having no idea what I’m talking about. Could it be that what I saw really wasn’t real? No one else seemed to know what I was talking about. If I did just imagine it, then what the hell is wrong with me? Am I going crazy? Perhaps it was just my worried thoughts about the phone call between my dad and Mrs. Fitzgerald.
Oh no! I completely forgot about that. I’m
I quickly decided hallucinations I was having later, because there were much more pressing matters to attend to. I knew I would never be able to question my father straight up, so I would have to do some investigating. Snoop around, dig up some dirt, whatever you want to call it.

I woke up very suddenly. My chest was rising and falling rapidly, my heart racing. The sheets were damp from sweat, and the room was dark. I whip my head around to look at my alarm clock. The bright neon numbers read 4:37am. It is Tuesday, April 11th. Again.
What the hell is going on here. What’s happening to me?” I start when someone bangs on the door. “JUDE! JUDE WAKE UP!” I am up in an instant, stumbling blindly through my room until I reach the threshold of my door and wrench it open. It is Walker.

But it is not.

A scream tears through me at the…the thing before me. It has Walker’s same body, hair, pajamas, everything is the same.
Except for the blood dripping from the empty sockets boring into me. They’re just two big, gaping black holes in its head. The thing advances towards me and I stumble back, hitting the floor with a crash. “WAKE UP JUDE! JUDE WAKE UP! WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP!”
I wake up. I glance towards my alarms clock. It is 4:37am. Tuesday, April 11th. Again.