The Perfect Secret (Complete)

Chapter 13

WARNING!!! SMUT IS INCLUDED!!! 

"Eric!" My mother shouted.

Eric sat back onto the sofa, "What is the matter, Carol? It's been how many years? Don't you think that these poor boys have suffered enough? The game is over."

All I could do was stare into the eyes of Eric. I wanted to, desperately punch him in the face but, I also wanted to hear whatever he had to say. It seems like he knew something that I, obviously, didn't know.

I could hear someone walk in from behind me. No doubt, it was Tiffany and Jimin. Jimin looked extremely pale, in the face, as he stared down my father. I don't blame Jimin for any hatred that he felt towards my dad. They all deserved a big 'FUCK YOU', right about now. At the moment, I returned my attention to Eric, while my father tried to calm the tension within the room.

"All of this can be easily explained, if we all just relax and have a seat," my dad tried to conivence us.

Of course, I had to rebel, "You all have been lying our whole lives! You clearly didn't think about how this would affect Jimin and I!"

"Boys," my father called, "We didn't know what to say during those times. We didn't think that it would even get this far."

Hoseok tapped on my shoulder to get my attention, for the third time. He gave a hint that he would be on his way as he walked out of the family room. I don't blame him for wanting to leave. My life was so fucked up on so many levels, compared to others. Seeing Hoseok leave, made me want to grab Jimin's hand and disappear with Hoseok at our side. This was too much just within three days.

"Explain yourselves," Jimin's voice broke in between his words.

The room was so filled with tension and silence but, I don't know which feeling was worse. None of our parents wanted to say anything whatsoever yet, I knew they were thinking of some way to justify whatever they have done. The only one, who was willing to talk though, was Eric. I guess he didn't have a problem with spilling everyone's secrets but, his own.

Chuckling, Eric tried continued for them, "When you two were young-"

"Shut the hell up!" my father shouted, "Who are you to speak to my kids?"

"Who are you to even speak?" Tiffany butted in.

My mother walked over to Jimin and I as my dad, Tiffany and Eric began to argue. Leading us out into the hall, I could hear my mom's internal screams as she led us away from the others. I know she didn't really want to tell but, what choice did she have? Whatever was going on, went too far and went on for far too long.

"Boys, this was never easy to tell you both and we really do regret all that we had done," my mom said as she began to tear, "Kookie, honey, me and your father...we just weren't happy."

I shook my head in disbelief, "How could you do this, mom?"

Jimin went to sit on the steps as he listened to the daggering words of my moms. Each word stabbed me in the heart, deeper than the last. It was as if I could literally feel the blood rushing out of my chest and spilling at my feet.

"It started when your father and I decided to meet other people, a little after your fourth birthday. We stayed together for you. A son needs his father," my mom tried to make it sound as if she was doing me good by making me believe that everything was normal.

Behind closed doors, they were in relationships with people, who I thought, were strangers. Tiffany was the reason why Jimin and I were playmates, when I was a kid. I couldn't remember him because I was so young. Eric was also there a lot, although my mom did have an on again and off again relationship with him. I do remember when my mom told me that I was Eric's nephew, at one point and that TIffany was my godmother. Being that I was so young, I didn't understand but I bought it. As a kid, you'd believe, almost, everything your parents tell you. I practically grew up with these people who weren't even strangers to me.