I hate that Jess is worried about me, but it is kind of nice that at least one person in the world actually cares about me.

I want to tell her everything but she won't believe me she will think I'm insane which I am.

I can't sleep, I can't eat, I'm actually hallucinating.

I tried to ignore it and be the old Felix but I can't. Something is seriously wrong with me, i thought it would go away evidently. They say that it gets better each day but I don't think that's true at all.

Every time I shut my eyes a new nightmare plays in my head, but I don't want to be awake either. I swear I think there's people living in this house, I tried to talk to my dad about it but he thinks I'm just making stuff up and tells me to shut up.

But I seen them, sometimes a woman sometimes a man. I don't know who they are but even when I can't see them I can feel them sometimes, I try to ignore them but that doesn't make them go away.

That night that Jess saw someone in my room for a second I thought maybe I wasn't crazy if she saw him too but I didn't want her in that house because I couldn't live knowing if something happened to her she's the only good thing in my life.

I rather her hate me and keep my distance away from her then her know how truly messed up I am.

when Jess cried because she was so worried about me it honestly broke my heart, I told her I would talk to Dr. Jones.

I sit here in her office trying to figure out what I'm going to say and brass the look she's going to give me because she isn't going to believe.

"How have you been?" Dr. Jones asks me

"Not good" I say being truthful with her for once

"Why don't you tell me what's wrong?" She raises an eyebrow

"What ever I tell you doesn't leave the room right? And like you can't judge me?" I ask beforehand

"Of course not" she shakes her head

"I found out something and i don't know what to do" I say because even though I heard it I don't know whether to believe it

"Why don't you tell me?"

I take a deep breath "someone told me that" I stop because the person who told me this is dead "that my dad killed my mom and stepdad" I say and try not to get upset but I can feel tears in my eyes

I look at her and she almost looks scared "who told you this?"

"I don't want to say" I whisper

"You can tell me" she says softly

"There's a woman I see sometimes she's older and she's lives in the house-" I start saying

I can see dr. Jones trying to mask her face "describe this woman"

"She's probably in her late thirties and has bright red hair and freckles" I tell her

I notice dr. Jones is looking down at her note pad "how would she know?"

"She says she over heard him talking" I repeat

"Why does she live in your house?"

"Because" I know she definitely not going to believe me know "she's dead"

"Dead? As in dead?" She asks me

"Yes like a ghost"

Why would a ghost be in your house?"

"Because my dad killed her too" I say and try not to control my temper because I know me and my dad have never been close but I didn't think he was a killer and my parents are dead because of him

"Why haven't you gone to the police?" She asks me

"Because i don't have proof" I sigh "but once I do I'm turning him in" I tell her

"I'm glad you talked to me" she gives me a hint of a smile

I honestly have felt a tiny bit better since I talked to Dr. Jones that day, but it still not easy living in his house.

"Dinner is ready?" Tom says from downstairs

I go downstairs and sit at the dining table.

" I made soup" tom says and gestures to my bowl in front of me

"Okay" is all I say not really in the mood to talk to him

We start eating in silence.

"So dr. Jones called" he says and my heart stops "she says that your finally opening up"

"Oh" I say and feeling relieved that she didn't say anything maybe I can trust her

I keep eating so I don't have to talk.

"You know I have enjoyed this time I've had with you living with me" he says and smiles at me "but I guess a good thing can't last too long" he sighs with disappointment

"What?" I look at him not understanding

"So you were going to turn your own dad in" he tsk

"What are you talking about?" I say trying to play it cool

He looks at me like really? "Dr jones told me everything."

Why would she tell him! I look him straight in the eyes and finally ask the question I been dreading "So is it true?" I ask him hoping he will tell me no

He nods "yeah it's true but what I can't understand is how you found out? When the lady you describe that told you is dead?" He asks confused

"Because she's still here" I tell him not caring what he thinks

He looks a little taken back and then his expression turns angry "So your a freak!" he spats

"And your a murderer!" I say right back

" I did love your mother but she found out just like you so I took care of her and the other people were just for fun" he smiles

I feel faint and I can't even talk my tongue almost feel numb "your not going to get away with this" I barely get out

He looks at me with a look I've never seen "you tell anyone and that cute girl next door and her aunt will be next"

I want to punch him in the face and kill him myself but I can't move.

"Don't you touch her!" I try to say but can't

He must realize this because he starts laughing "yeah your about to take a nap and when your wake up, you will be where you belong"