Dilemma

Dirty Little Secret

I'm so sorry for taking sooooo long to update! I've been busy with university and work but I'm going to do all I can to update more frequently.

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"I missed you more sweetie." She pulls back and cups my cheeks tenderly. "You've become such a beautiful young woman."

"We saw each other three months ago." I point out amusedly.

She drops her hands from my cheeks and pouts. "It feels like a life time to me."

"I'm going to step inside before my butt and toes turn into ice." I step inside the house and shut the door behind me. It feels good to be in the warmth of a house.

"Is Drew here?" There it is. It took her a total of two minutes to ask about him. That's a new record!

"That's precisely why I'm here." I tell her. She frowns.

"Did something happen? Is he ok?" Her concern-filled eyes desperately search mine for answers.

"He's fine." I say reassuringly. "I just... He doesn't..."

"You haven't told him?" She exclaims incredulously.

"We hadn't seen each other in six years!" I exclaim defensively. "And then he calls in the middle of the night and invites me to his wedding. I wasn't going to go and ruin what was left of our friendship by telling him."

"Sweetie you have to tell him." She states. I sigh and look down.

"I know." I pull my hat and gloves off. "I just don't know how."

"We'll figure out a way." She takes my hat and gloves and places them on the small table by the door. I shimmy out of my coat and hang it up on the coat rack.

"How do you tell the love of your life that his mother and the woman he loves like a second mom are not dead?" I ask rhetorically. "How do you tell him that the funeral he attended was just a charade? That the casket he carried was empty? That I allowed him to mourn and bury his own mother even though she wasn't dead?"

"We made you promise that you wouldn't tell anyone and you've been keeping that promise." She begins. "We should be the ones explaining ourselves to him, not you."

"Unless you want to give him a heart attack, I would advise you not to get in touch with him. Atleast not until I've told him." She sighs.

"You're right." She scratches the back of her head anxiously. "But how are you going to do it?"

"Mom!" I give her a 'not helping' look.

"What?" She smiles innocently. I narrow my eyes at her.

"Wait..." A frown forms on my face as I realize something. "Where's Jenn?"

"I don't know." Panic begins settling in her eyes.

"What do you mean you don't know?" Now I'm starting to panic too.

"She left!" Mom exclaims. "I got up one morning and she wasn't in her room. All her things were gone, even her laundry. She didn't leave a note or a sign that she was ever here."

"Why would she leave like that?" I rack my mind for a reason as to why she would leave but I come up empty. It just doesn't make sense.

"I don't know." She repeats sadly.

"Now I have to tell Drew that his mom is alive but missing." I run my hands over my face anxiously.

"She's not missing." Mom states firmly. "She's just..."