[ CW ] Write two separate scenes , connected in such a way that the twist is not revealed unless you read both .

A. 
 
 Jason was walking down the street with his new shoes, just thinking about how brilliant his day had been. He felt better than he had in years, new shoes, new clothes and they were all free. It was awesome, Mrs Reynold's who owned the store with her husband, was also a good family friend and had texted him the store was just giving away its stock to charity due to Stephen finding a job in the city. She had wanted him to come and choose a selection of items before it was taken away. 
 
 Bzzz, Bzzz, Bzzz. His phone was going off, breaking his thoughts. 
 
 `` Where are you?'' It was his mother. 
 
 `` Just on my way home from the store, why's that?'' He queried. 
 
 `` Oh, ok. I'm just running a little late so could you pick up some milk from the dairy?'' She hurriedly answered.He noticed there was also some weird noise in the background 
 
 `` Yeah sure thing, anything else? And are you ok?'' He queried again. 
 
 `` That's it and yeah I'm fine. I'll see you at home, bye!'' She quickly replied. 
 
 That was weird he thought, she seemed to be in a rush but then again she usually was. He went back to thinking about how great today had been, the girl he liked had laughed at his jokes, the guy's from school had left him alone and better yet he had found out where his real father was since his mother refused to tell him. He had made contact though he had not yet received any messages back about it but that was to be expected even though it was still disappointing. 
 
 All of the sudden he noticed a figure beside him walking rapidly, he stepped aside to avoid him but the man grabbed him with an alarming amount of strength and before he could get a word out the man said quickly, `` Samuel, I'm your father.'' 
 
 What? His mind went absolutely blank yet at the same time a million questions and voices were racing through his skull. Then just as swiftly as he had grabbed him, the man released him, turned and darted into the alley next to them. Without even thinking he ran after him, questions streaming through his head. WTF? What's going on? Why the fuck did he just appear like this? The man, his father, had stopped at the end of the valley. Cautiously approaching him he asked the man, `` Are you seriously my father? What the fuck is going on?'' 
 
 His'father' regarded him silently for a moment, then smoothly replied, `` You're going to give me your phone, you're not going to run, you're not going to do anything stupid. Now give me your phone and this will all go easy.'' He said in a detached manner, whilst also showing pulling out his knife and showing off his gun. 
 
 Jason had no time to think and he also did n't want any trouble, so of course he got out his phone, handed it over to the man at the same time recalling how his perfect day was being ruined and how fucked up this situation was. 
 
 `` Now I want you to turn around and lay on the ground, I do n't want you shooting me in the back when I leave.'' The man commanded. 
 
 Confused Jason replied, `` Did n't you just tell me you're my dad? What is going on here? Are you my dad?'' 
 
 Cutting him off the man replied with a voice as hard as steel, `` If you do n't shut the fuck up, I'm going to kill you.'' Then stepped toward him. 
 
 Scared and seriously confused Jason quickly turned around, thinking how his day had been shattered by this man and as he began to kneel he realised he had begun to cry. Puzzled and frightened he could n't help but sob over the insane turn his day had taken. 
 
 `` What's your passcode?'' the stranger asked. 
 
 In between tears he managed to stutter out `` 5... ( sniffle ) 67... 4.'' The day of his fathers birthday. Why was this happening to him? He questioned, why on God's earth could he not just have a normal day? 
 
 `` Excellent, that was n't very difficult now was it. Thank-you very much.'' The man said happily. 
 
 Thank god it was over Jason thought, he just wanted to go home and forget this day had even existed. This was now one of the worst days of his life and all he wanted was to see his mother. Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain at his throat, puzzled, he looked down and noticed he had somehow spilled liquid all over his new clothes. He was also really dizzy all of the sudden. What was going on? Why was this happening? Had n't this day been perfect? 
 
 
 ( Okie dokie this is basically my first serious attempt at this so please do n't be too harsh on me, would like some constructive feedback on my writing ) 
 If you enjoyed it please let me know and I'll write up part b but if not I'll just do a TL; DR for it. 
 
 
 B. 
 
 Sometimes she wondered why she stayed with this man, not that that's the right way to describe it, they were n't together and it seemed like he was ashamed of her. But she loved him, he made her feel special and the sex was fantastic. She ran her hand across his back and proceeded to start kissing him all over his body, he groaned in response, he must have been asleep. 
 
 For some reason she suddenly remembered she needed to buy milk, grabbing her phone she began to text her son but decided it would be easier to call him. As she was doing this, she could feel some hands beginning to wander, she *really* liked this, it always made her feel so naughty. She was getting so wet and hot from this and proceeded to start calling her son. It rang three times and as soon as he answered she burst out, `` where are you?'' 
 
 `` Just on my way home from the store, why's that?'' he answered. 
 
 The fingers inside of her were really begin to make her feel good, she needed to get off the phone fast, she could hear the sloshing of her wetness, ``'' Oh, ok. I'm just running a little late so could you pick up some milk from the dairy?'' 
 
 `` Yeah sure thing, anything else? And are you ok?'' He sounded puzzled. 
 
 She really need to end this call, ``'' That's it and yeah I'm fine. I'll see you at home, bye!'' She almost sighed in relief, it made her feel so bad but so good when she did things like that. 
 
 It always reminded her of the fact she had never told him who his father is, how she had lied about certain things, it made her feel guilty but could n't bare to tell him the truth, she knew if he found out it would only end in tears. Knowing it was the man beside her and she had just conversed with her son with him right there made her a feel a bit weird. She decided it was n't worth getting into now, so shaking it from her mind, she got back to the *task* at hand and she began to bask in how this man made her feel. 
 
 Suddenly the house phone started going off, but they just ignored it, they always did if it rang. But once the call ended it immediately began to ring again, groaning she decided they should just answer it and get it out of the way, `` Do you want to answer that sweetie?'' She said with a sickly-sweet voice. 
 
 He gave her that deadpan look he does so well and replied dryly, `` are your arms and legs painted on?'' Whilst cocking his eyebrow, `` do n't worry, I'll get it.'' 
 
 Well yeah, it's your house, she thought, he was a bit weird like that sometimes. Her phone went off just then as well, whilst at the same time she heard a yell, `` You fucking did what?'' 
 
 Something's gone wrong at the store she thought, his wife was always messing things up, she was an absolute idiot and a vindictive bitch. She opened the text from her son, she was confused, it simply read, `` You fucked with what was mine, I fucked with what was yours.'' Excuse me? What the hell was that? Was this meant to be to someone else, or was her son mad at her for some reason. 
 
 She heard more swearing from the lounge room, getting up she went to see what was wrong, `` Are you ok Stephen?'' She called out. Things were starting to feel weird.
