[ WP ] Your SO is acting suspiciously and you suspect that he/she is cheating on you . You investigate , and find out she is n't cheating , but doing things far beyond human comprehension .

*Tick, Tick, Tick. * Sighing, I flipped the sheets over, and turned to my left, uncovered. I could hear the soft, deep, breathes coming from the lump of mousy brown hair laying on the pillow next to me. Man, do I love to watch her sleep, it ’ s almost as if it radiates its own type of tranquility. She smells funny again. *Tick, Tick, Tick. * That triggered the reminders, slowly creeping under my skin, like an IV dripping the same debilitating thoughts that have been haunting me for the past two weeks. *You know she ’ s cheating. * I swear that clock will sync with any thought in my mind. The signs are there, the secret “ meetings ”, the late-nights at work, the over doused perfume and the smell of alcohol on her breath secreted under the false pretenses of a girls night and a bad bout of hiccups. *You know where they are meeting tomorrow. * 
 
 God I wish I could shut my brain off. She does smell funny again, a mixture of itchy grass and fresh linens. I can ’ t place it. I ’ m going to follow her tomorrow, allowing the paranoia to continue to set in. Adjusting to the new insomnia, I stared off into the wall, deep in thought, until finally drifting off to sleep three hours later. 
 
 The next morning I resumed life as usual, I kissed her good-bye as she left for work, emailed my boss about my bout of food poisoning, and then put out enough food for the cat to last three days. But as I got closer and closer to the front door, the fear started dripping back into my veins. *Am I crazy for following her? * I should trust her, she ’ s been my girlfriend for years, maybe I am the one being paranoid. My heart felt like it was going to fall out of my chest and my fingers started going numb as I removed the crumpled piece of paper I stole from the inside of her jacket pocket. It could be the first clue in solving the puzzle. I set downstairs for my car, address in hand. 
 
 It was a park. A national park. I parked the car, this is not what I imagined. I had thoughts of finding her car, in front of a strange house or secretly attending bars, not this. How the fu- “ Can I help you sir? ” I snapped out of my disbelief and annoyance, the park ranger was staring, half asleep, into my driver ’ s side window. “ No sir sorry, thanks ” I mumbled under my breathe and began to shut the car off. Guess it would be a nice day for a walk. 
 
 I walked a few meters up the rocky path, until I decided that this was stupid. It was hot, and I was sweating. I felt dumb. Turning around, I noticed the mousy brown hair, with her face turned away from me, kneeling within the woods. I peered into the moss-covered trees off the path, where she was. A guy approached from within the woods, *Oh shit, this is it. * I had caught her. A million thoughts started running through my head but all I could do was crouch to try and disguise my heavy wheezing and intent to eavesdrop on their hushed chatter. I wanted to faint. 
 
 I blinked twice. Again. She was-transforming-no, changing. No- I ’ m on acid, this can not be happening. She started disappearing. I could hear the trees whistling and the vines snapping on the ground. The vines started twirling around her ankle and up her legs, turning her green along the way. I clutched my mouth, stifling the screams. If I didn ’ t feel the need to vomit, I would say it was the most divine being, or woman, or creature, I had ever seen. She even glittered in the sun as the leaves overtook what used to be her hands. Pausing, she turned to face me knowing I was there. Her green eyes pierced into my cornea. I started to feel a sort of misplaced serenity overcome me, she was reading my mind. *I ’ m sorry I didn ’ t trust you*, was all I could telepathically send back. 
 
 She nodded. And ran off. I went home and sat on the bed, deciding what to prepare us for dinner. *Tick, Tick, Tick*. I have to get rid of that damn clock. 
 

