It's S-E-A-N (Septicplier)

Mother Doesn't Always Know Best

A short continuation to today's update.
Trigger warning probably

Mark's mom pushed past him and into the apartment. Her nose scrunched up as she walked around the apartment. She trailed her finger across the table...clean, across the bookshelf...clean, across the back of the tv...not clean. Mark bit his lip. How, out of all the things he cleaned, did she manage to find the one spot he missed? His mother flicked the dirt off her finger and shook her head. "Mom I-"
"You'd think with how much time you spent at home your house would be clean." She spat out.
"Mom I was just cleaning before you got h-" Mark tried to defend himself before he was cut off again.
"Of course you'd rather spend that time sitting on your ass." His mother paused before biting out, "God knows how much you love to use that." Mark froze.
"What's that supposed to mean....?" Mark strained. His mother shook her head again.
"Oh I think you know." She rounded back on Mark. "I didn't help you lease this apartment or  pay for your fucking computer for you to be shacking up with some fucking fruitcake and acting like some fucking fag!" Mark shook visibly. He couldn't cry, he couldn't speak, he couldn't move. "Oh please. Stop being so over dramatic. You've always been so over dramatic. I should've known early on that you were a queer." She paused and started inspecting the apartment again. She was...eerily calm. "Do you know what it's like hearing from the club about you? One of the member's children watch your..." She scrunched her face up. "-videos. Your father and I are the laughing stock of the town. Do you even care about us-" It was Mark's turn to interrupt.
"Do you even care about me?! Huh, Mom?! Did you ever once in your life care about what I wanted. The only reason you helped me at all was to bribe me into being a doctor! But that's not what I want! You never once cared what I wanted! I love him! I love Sean McLoughlin! I want to marry him and start a family with him! love him! And there's nothing you can do about it!" Mark breathed heavily, his face red from the explosion.
"Nothing I can do?" His mother scoffed. "I can take my apartment back, how 'bout that?"
"Mom...you can't-"
"Watch me." And that's exactly what Mark did as his mother walked out the door.