The Brains and The Rebel

Chapter VII

 I was sitting at the table with my mother on the other side of it. My heart was beating so fast from so many questions entering my head. Will she kick me out? Will she make me live with dad? Or would she kick me and Owen both out of the house? She let out a small sigh and looked out the window.

"How long?" She asked me.

"U-um...What?" 

"How Long have you two been a thing?" She kept looking out the window, her expression emotionless.

"U-um... a couple weeks now..." I muttered.

"I'm not upset, I'm just mad you didn't tell me." She admitted.

"Really?" I asked her.

"Sweetie, I knew from a sense that you were into guys..." She looked at me and smiled wearyingly.

"B-but how?" 

"I guess ever since your father left for Eric." She said looking down.

"Wait...Eric?" 

She nodded, " His husband now, I didn't know at the time but once I read a letter from him," She held up the letter, " It made sense, the problem is he said he's been writing to us and never getting a reply."

"T-that was me... I just thought he was just..."

"Honey, he wanted to see if we were okay and if you were happy. He told me he didn't want you to be upset about what he did, he regrets leaving you."

I was speechless, I couldn't find anything to say to that.

"So... I think you can forgive him. I forgave him long ago.."

"I...I..."

She put a hand on mine and held it, smiling, " It's okay. I will always love you." 

I started tearing up and pulled my mother in for a hug. She hugged me back tightly and rubbed my back as I cried into her shoulder.

"I...I was scared, I heard stories from others...of how their parents disowned them..."

"Is that what happened to Owen? Did his parents disown him?"

I nodded, "I...I think so..."

All this time I was worried about my own family when I should've been worry about Owen. My mother patted my shoulder and gave me a reassuring smile.

" Go talk to Owen, I'm sure he'll be relieved that nothing is changing from what we agreed on."

I smiled weakly back and stood up, heading out to the backyard. He was sitting in one of the lounge chairs we had, looking down at his phone with a focused look. I walked over to him quietly and knelt next to him.

"You okay?" I asked him.

He jumped slightly, "Jesus fuck!"

He turned and saw me, heaving a sigh in relief.

"Jeez, you scared the crap out of me..." 

I chuckled slightly and smiled, "Sorry, um, you okay?"

"Yeah, just... my friends saw the trial and found out I was gay..."

"The ones at school?" I asked, shivering slightly.

"Yeah, and now they're spamming me eggplant emojis and 'fag'."

I frowned and wrapped my arms around his neck, "I'm sorry..."

"Not your fault, I guess this is karma for being so awful to you..."