This story is part of a series, so if you haven't read the previous chapters you should click my username above. This chapter contains incest. All characters are 18 or older. Thank you for reading.
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Aunt Sandi - PART 16
Amy and I were frozen in the wake of Jill's bombshell question. We looked at each other and for several moments felt like if the world could end right now that it would suit us just fine.
Jill broke the silence and said calmly, "What did I say? You two look like you saw a ghost."
Amy cleared her throat and muttered, "Why couldn't you have come home five minutes later?"
Jill's smile faded and she said flatly, "I said I was sorry about that. What more do you want?"
Amy breathed very deeply and said, "I know, I know. But you weren't supposed to hear that. I'm..." She looked at me and continued, "
We're
not quite ready to tell you who she is."
The pleading was clear in Amy's expression when she added, "Can you just forget about it? Please?"
Jill's look of curiosity was unmistakable as she relaxed back into her chair, her expression changing to a serious one. "Aims, when did we all of a sudden start keeping secrets from each other? You told me a long time ago that you liked women too. It's not a big deal
at all
. What kind of secret is this that you're begging me to just completely forget what I heard? What happened over the weekend?"
Amy looked at me and thought for a moment, finally saying softly, "I'd rather not say."
Jill was taken aback. "Why are you shutting me out like this? Being evasive is just making me want to know even more."
Amy's tenseness was rising significantly as she said, "Please, Jill. I just can't tell you right now. It's as simple as that and I'd like to stop talking about it now please."
Jill was unwilling to give up. "Does your mom know who she is?"
"No."
Jill sighed and was about to ask another question when Amy pleaded, "If you really are my best friend and you love me like you say you do, you'll let this go."
Jill stood and walked to the stove and leaned against it with her back to us and sighed loudly. Amy and I followed her with our eyes as she stood there and shook her head. Finally, she stood up straight and turned to face us, eyeing us suspiciously. She asked very softly, "Don't you trust me anymore?"
A single tear escaped from Amy's right eye as she said, "I do. But I just can't share this with you. And that's final."
Jill was growing even more agitated. "What?! What the hell? Did you do something illegal or something? Are we gonna have police showing up at our door, because let me tell you right now if I
never
have to see another police officer that won't do shit to help me it would be awesome."
Amy's sobbing started to take hold as she said, "Jill, please! I swear it was nothing illegal. Can you please just
let it go
?!"
Jill decided to change her tactics. "Will you ever tell me, or just not right now?"
Amy immediately grabbed the olive branch. "Yes! I will tell you everything when I can. I promise."
Jill walked over to Amy and looked down at her. "Alright, fine. I'll let it go for now. I promise not to mention this to anyone. But I won't just forget about it. Just promise me that whatever you did isn't going to somehow cause any trouble for us. I'm already worried out of my mind that Scott's going to start showing up here after all the crazy texts and voicemails he sent. Just... hold on, listen to this shit."
Jill walked over to her purse and pulled out her phone. She tapped the screen a few times and we all listened as Scott said loudly and angrily:
"
You fucking cunt! If you think for one minute that we're through you have a real rude awakening coming. FUCK YOU BITCH!
"
Amy gasped loudly and Jill tapped a few more times and this time Scott had this to say in an extremely pleading voice that sounded to be on the verge of tears:
"
JJ please take me back! I didn't mean that shit I said earlier. I love you! I need you in my life! PLEASE DON'T DO THIS!
"
I said, "Holy shit."
Jill snorted and said curtly, "Yeah, holy shit. I can really pick 'em, can't I?"
She turned her phone around and showed us the screen. There was a little red number "17" above the phone icon and a "96" above the message icon. She said, "He left all those voicemails and texts before I blocked him. I haven't even listened to them all yet because I'm too scared to. I'm keeping them as evidence in case I need to file a restraining order. It's like it's happening all over again!"
I made a mental reminder to ask Amy about Jill's Facebook stalker later. Her last comment and the earlier one about the police not helping her had to be related to that.
Amy sniffled and said, "I had no idea he was such a fucking psycho!" She got up and embraced her friend and held her tightly. Now it was Jill's turn to begin sobbing.
Amy said in a low voice, "I promise that what happened this weekend won't cause any problems for us. There is nothing for you to worry about. And I will tell you when I can."
Jill nodded and they just held each other. Finally, she laughed and said, "I guess we're not eating now."
Amy giggled and said, "Not the food." That caused Jill to laugh briefly and really start sobbing. Through her tears, she said, "I'm so glad you're home." Amy nodded and held her.
I stood there a few feet away not knowing what to do. I figured it was best to remain silent.
Amy whispered, "I guess you need protecting now." Jill nodded but said nothing, never opening her eyes.
I walked around them and went into Amy's room and grabbed the box of tissues that was next to her makeup. I brought them back and pulled out several and whispered to her, "JJ?"
Jill looked at me very briefly, took the tissues and said, "Thanks."
She wiped her face and nose and whispered to Amy, "Why can't I find someone like him?"