Outbreak

Chapter 4

Hello to anyone who's reading my story! I know my last few chapters have been really short but i'm trying to make them longer and less confusing hope you enjoy(:

- Madi

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I was still trying to process what this girl I just met had asked me.

Am I one of who?

"What?" i ask coming out almost as a whisper.

"Different people over the years used to come out here every night and they would find me. I know you're confused Harry and thats okay." Aubrey states smiling.

An odd feeling arises in the air and worry flashes across the face of the young looking girl in front of me.

"Shes here." Is all shes able to say.

"What? Who's here?" I ask.

Suddenly Aubrey starts slowly fading away like i'm in some sort of dream.

I'm left outside at now 4 am alone and even more confused then before.

I decide to walk back to my house and try to at least get a little bit of rest.

When I open the front door I take my boots off and walk up the stairs trying not to wake anyone up. Not that I would care if I did, I just don't need that extra stress right now.

I didn't even bother changing into pajamas because I was so exhausted.

Soon after laying down I was fast asleep.

Another night of thoughts taking over any chances of getting to dream.

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The next morning I got up at 11 o' clock. Shit.

It's too late to go to school now so I just pulled the covers back over my head and tried to get some more sleep.

When that failed I got up and went downstairs to find my dad sitting at the table with nothing in his hands or anything. He stared at the wall in front of him and didn't even notice me standing there.

His stare was cold and his face was hard. Suddenly I felt a pain in my chest and the air got thicker.

"Dad?" I ask coming out weaker then expected.

When he did not respond my pulse quickened and the room began to spin.

"DAD?" I said a lot louder this time yet the man sitting in front if me remained still.

I began to walk away when I heard a bare whisper.

"We need to talk son," He said.

Walking back over to the chair I sat down and looked up at my father. I now took in more of his dreadful appearance that wasn't as noticed before.

His cheeks were stained with tears coming from the glossy green-blue eyes.

"Last night I received a phone call and.." He stopped and looked out the window.

Swallowing hard then standing up straight he said

"Harry.. I didn't want to believe it but this is too much." His tone changed from sorrow to now anger.

What the hell was he talking about ..too much?

"What the hell? Who called you?" I said frantically standing up and wondering what the fuck was going on.

"Thats not important right now but what is important is what you've done." My father stated dryly.

What did I do?

Right now that didn't matter and I needed to let out how I feel.

"Dad, something strange has been going on" I sit back down.

"I've been getting these weird mood swings and ive been having a lot of problems with school, people, and much more." It felt odd yet relieving to say these things to my dad.

"I know son, this is all part of growing up and its just a phase and it will pass. We will talk about the issue later." He said with the most fake smile I have ever seen. At first he seemed kind and understanding for a change but now he turned straight back to his old self. His look was cold and I suddenly began to retract and found myself walking back upstairs. He doest care at all.. and just when I thought I could possibly trust the bastard.

I know i have been acting strange lately but what just happened downstairs? My dad is now starting to act weird too.

What is he hiding..?

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