Cindy glanced at me, and then at Ava. Then back at Cal. She did this a couple more times before stretching her arms past me and pulling Cal close to him, protecting him.

"Cal? Sweetie?" Cindy said. "Who told you that your wonderful father and Ava are siblings?"

"Ava."

"I knew it!" I exclaimed. My suspicions had been correct. "Ava, stop spreading that lie."

The evil girl had a leg crossed over the other and pointed at herself. "Me?"

"Do not act innocent. Cindy and I know all too well that you are a liar. An excellent and manipulative liar at that."

"Hey, hey, hey. I may be an expert in the lying and manipulating departments..."

"You are," my girlfriend hissed. "No doubt about it."

"I did not tell our son that we are related."

"That is another lie!" I proclaimed.

"Caleb! Think about it! Why would I make up that you and I are...closer than we want to be? You hate me, and I 'love' you."

"I do not hate you, Ava. I just hate the sins that you perform."

Cindy planted a kiss on my cheek. "One of the many reasons why I love you, Caleb. You have class."

I blushed and chuckled.

"Daddy. Cindy," Cal said. "Mommy did not tell me. She did."

He pointed a finger at the identical girl next to Ava. Anti-Ava, or as I like to call her, Ada.

I adjusted my glasses. "Ada. Why did you tell Cal that Ava and I are related?"

"I...I am sorry," Ada apologized with meaning. "I thought that you would accept the truth."

"But I cannot if it is not the truth. Which it is not!"

Suddenly, we all heard a scream close to us. I looked to my left...and spotted my girlfriend lying on the ground.

"Cindy!"

I, along with everyone else, got up. I hurried to her side and swung her arm around my shoulders as I helped her up.

"Cindy? Cindy, are you okay?"

She reached up and held my face in her hands.

"Caleb...Cal..."

"What about Cal?"

"Daddy, help!"

I looked directly in front of me and spotted my son. The scary part was that he was not alone.

Standing behind him was not a nice person. Not nice at all. It was Cindy's anti, and she was holding a sharp knife to Cal's throat.