May I Have This Dance

Chapter 29

Jack's POV
My eyes slowly open as the light shines through my window. When my eyes open I notice a sleeping Mark in front of me. A smile creeps onto my face as I snuggle closer to him. His arms wrap tighter around me and my closed smile grows wider.
"Morning," he whispers with a raspy voice.

"Morning," I smile up at him.
His lips meet mine very softly. These small pecks become open mouth kisses.
"Sean your mo-," my dad starts out until he notices our lips together. We quickly break apart from each other and my dad's face is flushed with anger.

"Sean can I please speak to you and your mother downstairs please," he orders me and I look at Mark then at him once again.
I get out of bed and go outside the bedroom. Dad follows behind me down to the kitchen. Ma smiles at me as my sister eats her eggs.
"Mary we need to speak about him and his choices in life," he starts out which confuses the absolute crap out of me.

"What do you mean?"

"The fact that this thing with boys is just a phase and that he was making out with a boy upstairs," he says with anger which makes me try and keep mine down.

"Would your friend like some breakfast," mom asks and I smirk at her comment.

"Mary this is not the point! The point is that he is a disgrace to this family!"
Those words make my stomach sink. I feel like I'm about to throw up from his words. My heart feels as though it'll fall out of my chest.
"Sean you need to get your head straighten out right now! You are not made to be like this! This lifestyle is an absolute joke so get that through that stupid little head of yours!"

"This is who I am! I am gay! It's not a choice or a lifestyle so don't tell me to get those stupid lies through my head! Get it through your head that I am gay and always have been!"

"Do not raise your voice at me you faggot!"

"Patrick," ma yells at dad.

"I don't accept the way you want to live your life full of sin!"

"You're my dad you're supposed to accept and love me!"

"I'm not your father anymore then. I don't want your ways to corrupt any of the other's in this family! Get out of my house now!"
I feel tears start to form in my eyes. The fact that my dad doesn't want me as the way that I am is heartbreaking. Your dad is supposed to love and care about you. Not disown you. Just because you're different from your other family.
"Jack," Mark asks softly from the doorway, "you alright?"
I look at my dad and shake my head as I feel tears stream down my face. Quiet sobs escape my lips as I go up the stairs to go get my stuff. There's no point in staying any longer if he's just going to throw me out himself.
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Mark's POV
I heard the whole thing. The fact that his father is a homophobic asshole makes me want to just beat the living shit out of him. However I need to stay civil for this or it'll just make matters worse.
"Hi Mary," I smile at Jack's mom.

"Hello dear. Nice that you spent the night."

"Yeah I was too and so was Sean."

"Mark get out of my house now. I don't need another one of you in this house."

"Excuse you, but I'm a person just like you and the same goes for your son. You're an absolute shitty parent for doing that you know? You should be the one that he looks up to, but now he absolutely despises you! I don't even need to talk to him to know that! Get your fucking priorities straight and realize that your son and I love each other! Nothing is going to stop us so get over it!"
His face is flushed with anger. He tries to find the words to retaliate with, but can't find anything good to say.
"I'm sorry for my outburst Mrs. and for such a short stay, but your son and I would rather not stay in a house with a homophobic man like him. Thank you for your hospitality we'll see ourselves out soon."

"Your welcome Mark. Kate and I will be at your mother's dinner on Monday."
I give a nod and head upstairs to go tend to Jack.
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Jack's POV
As I sob gathering my clothes in a duffle bag to stay somewhere. God where am I even going to stay? I would stay with one of my siblings, but they don't live close to here. My door opens and it's Mark with soft eyes and a concerned expression. He sits down beside me and brings me into his embrace. Which is when I break down completely with ugly cries. His hand rubs my back soothingly trying to calm me down.
"Let's get you packed up for my house okay?"

"W-wait what," I sniffle calming down a bit while looking at him.

"You're staying with me. There's no other place for you right now. So let's get your stuff and head over."

"M-mark I-I can't," I say shaking my head.

"Jack listen to me. You're staying with me and that's how it's going to be for a while."
I nod with a few sniffles. Mark makes me look at him as he cups my cheeks. He dries my tears with my thumbs and gives me a kind smile.
"Now let's finish packing up some of your stuff."
I nod going back to shoving some clothes in my bag. Mark packs up my school backpack with my laptop and phone with the chargers. Before I zip up the bag I grab my picture frame and put it on top of all my clothes. Mark is in the bathroom getting all my stuff from there. I look around the room and sigh thinking of how I may not ever get to see this place ever again. A hand is placed on my shoulder and I look up at Mark.
"Come on let's get out of here."
I answer with a nod and start heading down the stairs. As we go down my parent's yelling gets louder. When we get to the bottom my mom looks at me with a sad expression as my dad screams. Kate is on the couch with tears in her eyes.
"Sean please don't leave. I need my baby brother here. Just because dad doesn't want you here doesn't mean mom and I don't."

"Kate he wants me out and it'll hopefully only be a few days. Plus I'm right next door so you can come be a pain in the ass whenever. I'll see you Monday though," I say hugging her goodbye.

"Love you squirt. Mark keep him out of trouble until he comes home."

"Trust me I will."
We're then out the door and Mark slams it shut. Our hands lace together as we go next door to his house. My tears slowly start to come back. What if this doesn't just last a few days? What if it's a month? Mom wouldn't dare to leave dad just for my sake and he'd never be okay with me. There's just no way. We get to the door and Mark walks through the door still holding my hand. His mom stands up from the couch with a worried expression.
"Where were you last night?"

"I was at Jack's," she looks at me then down at our hands and her eyes soften up.

"What's wrong sweetie?"

"Jack's dad threw him out and he needs a place to stay. Can he stay here for a while?"

"Absolutely you can take your stuff up to the guest bedroom. You can stay here as long as you'd like."

"Thank you," I squeak as Mark and I go up the stairs to the guest bedroom.
Mark sets the bags he had on the ground as I set my bag with clothes down. I sit on the bed with white sheets and look at my hands that are in my lap. Mark kneels down with his eyes meeting mine.
"You'll be okay baby. Don't worry I'm sure you'll be back home soon. Plus your house is right next door."

"It's not the same Mark. This isn't my home and my actual home isn't my home either. It doesn't feel like home."

"Well how about for now I'm your home?"

"I'd like that."

I feel like I'm finally getting my imagination back and I'm very happy about it!