My Mom and My Sister are both P-Zombies ( Route)

It was simply just another normal summer day. I simply got up, took a shower, brushed my teeth, got dressed, and then headed down for breakfast with my family. Ordinarily, I would sit with my mom and my sister, eat breakfast, and then we would all go about the rest of our day. That's what was supposed to happen.

My name is Jason, and I live with my mother and sister. My Mother is named Susan, and my Sister is named Jessica. I'm only 18 years old, my sister is 20, and my mother is 45. It's all supposed to be normal. We are supposed to be a normal family. This wasn't supposed to happen.

In the middle of breakfast, it was painfully obvious that mom and Jess were looking at each other and debating whether or not to say something. Seeing how I had no idea what they were even thinking about, I figured it was supposed that was relating to me. It should have been something so simple and easy to understand. This wasn't supposed to happen.

Mom and Jess finished their food, but did not get up from the table. Instead Mom simply asked "Jason, could you stay seated for a minute. Your sister and I want to talk to you about something."

Those words made me concerned. It was only the three of us against the whole world. Mom raised both me and Jessica by herself, and we did everything in our power to support her the whole time we lived with each other. But as "the man of the house", I felt obligated to do more and take care of my family, because I cared for them and I loved them.

I don't know when specifically it happened, but I started to grow romantic and sexual feelings towards both my mom and sister, but I knew that not only was it wrong and taboo, but also that my mom and sister would probably not be interested in the same thing. As such, I relinquished myself to just love them both in that aspect in my head and nowhere else. This wasn't supposed to happen.

I stayed seated as my mother instructed and said "Mom, Jess, whatever you have to say to me, I promise you, I will still take care of you and be there for you. You have my word."

There was a small smile on Mom's face and visible relief on my sisters. Jess looked at Mom and asked her "Can I tell him, Mom?"

"Of course you can, dear. It's your secret as well." Mom reassured her

My curiosity was eating me alive as I waited with baited breath to figure out what the hell kind of secret Mom and Jess were trusting me with. I could not have been prepared for what my own sister Jessica could have said. This wasn't supposed to happen.

"Mom and I are both Philosophical Zombies."