I'm In Love With My Step-Brother (Markson Fanfic)

Part 12

Both of our parents looked frantic as they rushed into the station, their eyes searching for us. Mark's aunt waved them down, and they both ran towards us.

My mom had a wild, burning fire in her eyes. I've never seen her so upset. Her hands were balled up in fists, making the veins of her hand pop out. On the other hand, Mark's father had more of a grim look on his face. He seemed more concerned and worried than upset, most likely because his sister just told him that his son was raped.

My mom glared me straight in the eye. "Jackson, you will tell me what the hell is happening right now. If what that woman said is true, I am disowning you, and you will no longer be my son. Speak right now." The anger was so evident in her voice that it instilled fear in my chest. I was afraid she would truly detach me from her life.

"Mom...I....I didn't do anything...b-but..." I couldn't say it. I just couldn't. How could I tell my own mother that I've been having sex with a man, especially my own step-brother. In anyone's eyes it would be considered a horrible act. How would my mom feel? Definitely much worse than those who don't know me.

"Jackson, I give you 30 seconds to explain or else our relationship ends here and you are going to jail."

My eyes teared up. I was put under so much stress. While I couldn't risk the mother-son relationship we have, I couldn't just tell her that I've been banging her husband's son. I was having a mental breakdown.

"Please...let me explain instead," Mark hesitantly began. "It's not easy for us to say this, especially not towards our own parents. However, it's time to explain. Since we have been living together, Jackson and I formed a special bond...one that goes beyond brothers. We've grown to love each other, but not in a family type of way. We embrace each other, not ad brothers, but as...lovers. As for what my aunt saw today, it definitely was not proper, however it cannot be helped. Yes, we are sexually active, therefore what happened was not rape. It was consensual...as always. While we know that it's wrong for siblings to do this, it's difficult to stay apart from each other."

Mark breathed a sigh of relief after getting all of the confessions out. His gaze drifted to the floor, unable to look up at his father. My mother covered her mouth in shock, and Mark's father rubbed his temples in distress.

"M-Mom...I know it's hard to take in what he just said, but everything is true. I'm so sorry, but things just had to turn out this way," I chimed it. My mother only ignored what I said and took a seat far away from us. It hurt my heart knowing that she had to deal with all of this.

"So, Mark...you saying that Jackson did not assault you in any way and that the sex was 100% consensual," the cop Youngjae confirmed.

"Yes, sir, that is correct."

"Okay, then it looks like we don't have ourselves a rape case today. Thank you very much for your cooperation."

"Wait a second! Are you not going to take into consideration his mental health?! Mark could be brainwashed by the rapist! I demand a psychologist," Mark's aunt screamed at the cop.

"Ma'am, Mark has already told us that there was nothing wrong. His mental health seems to be in perfect condition, and there are no signs of any trauma."

"No! I demand a retest of his health!"

"Aunty, please give it a rest already. I'm into men, I like to have gay sex. I wasn't being raped, I was being loved," Mark decided to say. The tone in his voice sounded exhausted and agitated.

"W-what? Mark! That can't possibly be it! How much has this rapist brainwashed you?!"

"He didn't brainwash me! I'm fine! This man is mine, my partner. Please stop making excuses for yourself!"

"Mark...if what you're saying is true, you will go to hell for it. There is no space in this world for homosexuals. I really hope you are mentally ill right now, because if you really are what you say, you are going to burn to ashes," she sternly said before walking out furiously.

All was left in silence. Nobody knew what to do, or what to say. Mark and I looked at each other, scared and worried to death. After at least five minutes, Mark's father finally spoke up.

"Boys...it looks like things aren't going so well. For now, just go home. Jackson, I'll speak with your mother, she's quite in shock right now. As for you Mark...I'll find some time to speak with you later. Today enough has happened, just go home and rest.

And that's what we exactly did. We found our way home and traveled in silence. We were emotionally and physically drained. What could we even do at this point?

******Next morning******

After waking and washing up, Mark and I walked downstairs together. We saw our parents look at us as we came down the never ending steps. They sat together on the couch, motioning us to sit in front of them.

Our hearts beated in our chest. What would they say? What's gonna happen? Are we gonna die?

His father spoke first. "Mark...Jackson...both of us spoke last night about the entire situation. After discussing for a long time, we came to the decision that we believe is best for you two. We decided that both of you will have an arranged marriage with girls that we pick."

Oh fuck.