Corey's Secret
Chapter 5
Going to Dinner
The next night came and it had almost been an entire week since the ATM scare. Corey needed to tell Topanga what was going on. But because he wanted to protect her and keep her from worrying she was now more worried and scared then ever before. It was apparent that Corey had made a huge mistake and soon enough he would realize how big and unnecessary it truly was.
"I'll get it." screamed Amy as she made her way to the front door and opened it.
"Hello Mom." Corey said as she opened the door for them.
"Oh Corey I am glad to see you! Come in."
"Amy, Alan thanks for having us over, you have no idea how much it means to me."
"Topanga, I think I do."
"Well, come and sit down dinner will be ready in just a few minutes." They followed her into the kitchen and sat down at the table. Just then Alan joined them at the table. "Hey Cor, Topanga, good to see you both again!"
"Hey dad, how are things going?"
"I think you could answer that better than me!"
"What are you talking about?"
"You know good and well what I am talking about!" Just then Topanga interrupted them and grabbed hold of Corey's arm and leaned on him. "What smells so good? Doesn't that smell good Corey?"
"Yeah, sure smells real good." Amy brought the food to the table and sat down next to Alan. They all began to eat. Topanga kept looking at Amy wondering when they were going bring up Corey's issue. They were careful of what they said. "Corey." Alan began.
"Yes dad."
"So, how have things been going? School, work you know those kind of things."
"Pretty good, work is not that bad and I am doing well in all my classes."
"Corey I think what your dad and I want to know is, why have you been so stressed and weird acting lately? You know you can tell us." Amy chipped in.
"I told you everything is fine. I just have a lot on my mind, ok." It was now Topanga's turn, "Corey I know why you have been acting so strange lately. It has all started since you came home late that Saturday night and would not tell me what was going on. Corey I found something very bad in our dorm and I am very hurt that you would do something like that!"
"You did?"
"Yes. I know that you know what I found and where don't you?"
"I do."
"Corey how could you?"
"I was scared and I did not know what I was doing. I just did not want you to worry." Corey said in a voice of innocence. Amy and Alan watched as the couple continued to talk. They almost started to cry but could barely hold the tears back. Amy wiped the few that leaked out with her napkin. It was true Corey must actually have a drug problem. Why else would he be scared of the police and acting in this odd way? They never would have imagined it and doubted Topanga when she told them what had happened but now it was all coming true. They wished that they could turn back time. There fears had become the reality, and it tore them up inside that Corey could do such a thing to Topanga and them.
"Corey let us help you!" Topanga pleaded.
"If you try and help I know what is going to happen. You will just call the police and they will never believe my story. Before you know it I will be in jail."
"Corey that won't happen, I promise we can get you professional help."
"There is no professional that can help me."
"They can if you give them a chance."
"No Topanga they can't help and neither can you or my parents just let me deal with things on my own." He stood up quickly, gabbing Topanga's hand and stormed through the kitchen, family room and finally out the front door. "Amy we have to help Corey, if we don't help him soon there will be more people that end up hurt than just Corey."
"Topanga." she whispered.