Days passed by, every night I saw her either sitting and mumbling or ambling around the bed and murmuring and every morning I kept on asking her the same question continuously,
"What happened to you yesterday night?"
"I don't know what you are talking about," she used to answer everyday with a confused face.
Eventually I stopped because hearing no change in her answer every single day, I felt like maybe she's right and there's something wrong with me and not her but deep down it bothered me so much because I knew something wasn't right but I wanted to ignore it so I repeatedly lied to myself about everything being okay when it clearly wasn't, not even close to being okay.
A day came when I finally had the courage to go see a doctor. He was a small doctor with a big heart and was really famous in our village, everyone believed that he had the solution of every problem and the cure for every disease; he used to give less medicines and more lectures as it was his belief that we need love and people to cure ourselves. He had a small clinic that was the size of a normal bedroom, a small "Okay!" mat was laid in front of the main wooden door to welcome everyone, as I entered I saw a large charcoal black desk on which he had a very small and ancient computer and a notepad with a pen next to it, there were two plain white shelves that were fixed to the beige wall, one being taller and wider than the other, medicines were kept on the smaller shelf while the other one stored files of different sizes and colours, a single bed touched on the right corner of the wall which I assumed was for patients, as the doctor was definately not going to lie down during working hours.
"Ah-Welcome! Rob right? I've heard a lot about your family but we haven't met personally as far as I remember . I'm Dr. Phil, but none of us will be on TV sadly haha, please excuse my bad jokes."
His crooked smile, wrinkled face with gel on his white hair that could be barely seen felt like I was seeing the reflection of my older self.
"Yes, it's me, Rob-Robbinson Croll, glad to know that people talk about me and my family-uh-not really sure what you've heard about me but I hope it's something good not embarassing but my wife has actually met you um...Asher? My son was sick so she brought him here."
"Oh no Mr. Croll! I've heard good....mostly. Yeah, still can't recall meeting your wife....ah nevermind, so what brings you here? I hope you are okay! Oh well, stupid me, how can things be fine when you come to see a doctor? So what is it? Headache? Stomachache? Flu? Viral infection? Uhh, please don't tell me it's viral infection. Everyone has been getting this viral infection and trust me these are like the only patients I have been getting since yesterday. I mean I'm bored ok? I need varities, no offence but I've already made like five reciepts for the upcoming patients. Are you one of them? Ugh, I feel like I've said way more than I should have. So tell me, what's your problem?"
"Uh, it's.... I don't know....I think there's something wrong but I'm not sure....if it's my wife or me."
"Oh! Hahaha... This will be fun to hear. Oops sorry but I'm hearing that for the first time...sorry uh continue please."
"Every night I see my wife either walking or just sitting on the bed and talk. What does she say you might ask? Well, no idea, she.....she mumbles and the next day when I ask her she says it's my dream."
And the conversation continued for another hour that day and I could even see Dr.Phil confused which isn't a very common expression for doctors but after a long talk he asked me to come back again the next day.
"Why are you so late today?" Marissa asked.
"Should I tell her? What will I say? Oh darling, it's nothing I just went to see a doctor because your husband thinks that he's mentally unstable." I thought to myself.
"Uh-nothing much but work. It was work." I replied.
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I lied to her for the first time that day and I'm still not sure whether I did the right thing or not but what I'm sure about is that one lie was the start of thousands of more.
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Into the Woods
Mysterie / ThrillerA small but happy family on the outside but broke and shattered on the inside. Every family has its own secrets which must not be talked about outside the house, likewise, we have as well but what if I tell u that even my own family aren't aware of...
