house not home

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~Marks POV ~
I run as can, away from the place, I can't call home, into the city. The rain hits my back. I think as I run, rember as I run
"Boys are with girls, girls and boys" says my mother. "Gay, bisexual, that makes no sense" says my dad
Why did I tell them
In a note
"Dear mom and dad,
I am bisexual. I have ran away because I know you won't except me, good bye
~mark
There reactions were probably something like this
" this is a joke" says my mom. "This can't happen" says my dad.
My red hair is dripping by the time I get there. I make my way up the side stairs and nock on the door. I realise I am crying and try to wipe away the tears
~jacks POV~ (AN:super short, although I wasn't going to do one at all)
I look through the peek hole, he told his parents didn't he. I told him not to, why did he! I love him to much. I open the door
~marks POV ~
He opens the door and I step foreword and were almost touching. I lean down and kiss jack.
(The End)
(AN: is this good, I'm gonna write another and tell me if these are  good, plz send feedback)


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