Pinky Promise↪{Markson} FF

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1 WEEK LATER

Jackson wiped his tears as Mark rubbed his back while crying also. 

"Jackson...i'm so....sorry," Mark said softly.

Jackson tried a failed attempt at smiling. "It-it's o-okay." He sniffled.

None of them expected this to happen. They could tell that Mrs. Wang didn't like their relationship; she even said so herself. But they did not expect her to kill herself over it.

No one saw it coming. One day, Jackson told his mom that he had a boyfriend, the next, his mom committed suicide over it. Jackson felt absolutely terrible. Not because he was gay, but because he missed out on so many memories with his mom. Yes, she was terribly annoying but she also was the one who went through so much pain to birth him and here he was, at her funeral, not even remembering the last time they sat and watched a movie.

As soon as Jackson was called to say something about his mom, he walked to the front trudgingly. 

"I can't really say much," he sighed," because I barely spent time with her. I was a horrible son. I always avoided my mom, never wanting to be with her after what she did to my father. No, i don't think i'll forgive her anytime soon but I know that i  would do anything..." His eyes watered once again, "any-anything to-to see her a-again....I-I miss her so-so mu-much." He burst into tears.

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After the service, Jackson looked at Mark who was staring at him. "Stop it, i'm fine." Mark sighed looking away. Soon, he gasped loudly. Jackson, startled, look at his boyfriend and then followed his gaze before gaping at the sight before him. 

"D-dad?"

Ryan and Connor held hands and walked towards the two boys; their sons. Connor held onto Jackson tightly. "Son, I haven't seen you in so long." He couldn't believe it. Jackson could not believe that his father was infront of him in the flesh and blood. He hugged his father even more tightly as if to make sure that he wouldn't slip away. "Don't kill me, Jack. I'm not going anywhere."

Jackson smiled. A real smile. His face hurt as he smiled because he hadn't smiled since he had gotten the news of his mom's death. "Dad, I love you." "I love you too, son."

Jackson looked around eyes wide going to introduce Mark to Mr. Wang again until he saw Mark almost ontop of his father. He smiled and dragged Connor to his husband. "Dad, this is Mark Tuan....my boyfriend," he mumbled the last part thinking about his mother. Ryan looked at Connor and chuckled. Connor smiled and replied," Son, this is my husband....Ryan Tuan," he said holding up his ring finger. All the men laughed heartily forgetting the situation.

"Why don't we catch up?" Ryan proposed.

"Of course. Let's go."

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As they sat in an Italian restaurant while both father's ordered the food, Jackson whispered to Mark," Promise to love me forever? No matter what I do...." Mark narrowed his eyes in confusion. "I just feel like I was responsible for her death. I feel as if I killed her just by telling her that her only son was gay after her husband left her for another man and I already knew she hated gay people. It was unnecessary of me to tell her." Jackson pouted sadly. Mark just hugged him without saying anything. After a while, he finally spoke, "Don't blame yourself. It's gonna be okay, i'll always love you, i we promised when we were younger. Oh! Did you read the note?"

Jackson fumbled with his pants pocket. He had forgotten that the police had given him a letter addressed to him from his mother that was left near her when she killed herself. The envelope wrote 'Read after my funeral, Jackson. -Sofia Mittens.' 

Dear Jackson,

as you can see. i'm most likely dead. i just want to clear some things up. firstly, i don't hate you, or mark or your father. i may be upset with you all but i shouldn't. thinking about it....i shouldn't have drank poison, so i could apologize in person but i already took it before writing this. i know if i wanted to live i should have gone to a doctor but there's no point anyway, i'm unmarried, i lost my job 2 weeks ago and i'm barely getting by, my house is up for eviction so there is no point at all. i am extremely sorry for the way i treated your father, you or any gay people in general. i never liked telling about this part of my life so i always skip it but i might as well tell now. when i was 16 or so...i fell in love with a girl. she was pretty,smart and everything. she was perfect to me. after a while we had started dating. she was the cutest. i thought that she was the one. i was completely gay for this girl. everything was fine until....i caught her hooking up with my older brother. she never really liked me; she only used me to get close to my brother and that's when i started to hate gay people. i thought every gay person was fake, straight but just using you and when your father cheated on me with a man of all creatures, i went ballistic. yes i know terrible reason for hating gay people but what can i say....nothing. i'm just really sorry and if you could pass the message to your father. i'd be grateful. i love you so much, son.

your mother,
sophia m

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