I can't stop her

The door opens slowly as Noah stands with her head facing the floor wearing the black dress that made me do everything i did tonight. She was holding her favorite hoody that i gave her often when she slept over tightly as if she was saying goodbye to it. I mean i get it, hell i got emotional too.

She then lets go of the hoody as it falls on the bathroom door avoiding any eye contact with me. In the silence the thud of the hoody falling on the ground felt louder than anything. I wanted to say something, anything but i couldn't. I just can't. She starts walking slowly towards the stairs.

I stand there frozen facing the bathroom door not daring to look back. Her feet start thumping against the stairs and i listen closely to each steps as it fades out with every step as she gets farther away... from me.

The silence was killing me and the only thing that i could hear was her feet brushing against the wooden stares as the old wood creaks. Suddenly as i listen closely to her steps i hear another pair of steps coming from down stairs.
Although i told my self to never look back i turned around so fast to see who is the one coming from downstairs.

The silence is now stronger than ever, as the creaks and steps stop.

"Honey?" the sound of my mom breaks the silence, "Are you alright?" she said facing Noah.

My mom was wearing her pink nightgown. She is in her late 40's, but i gotta say that she aged pretty good. She has a blonde dyed hair, with strands of brown in between. Her tits, which i try to avoid looking at all the time, are at least a double D. Wearing that nightgown always makes things harder, literally, since it usually reveals her big perky nipples under the nightgown. My mom isn't exactly fit. She has a bit of a belly down there, but not to the point where she looks fat. However her ass is the definition of fat. She is a bit shorter than me, which i use usually to tease her and get her a bit mad.

Noah starts looking up and without saying anything my mom responds worried as she looks directly at me from downstairs, "She told you?"

My heart that felt like it froze started beating so fast. What does she mean? My mom knew about Noah's secret. Does that mean that she wanted to tell me before. Was she asking my mom for advise. She must've been worried from my reaction. Wait, My mom knows?!

"Noah dear," my mom said again as she moved closer to Noah, "everything is going to be alright"