How could you?
You dropped this on me out of nowhere. What did you think I was going to say?
I was just laying on my bed, doing my homework when you two walked in. The first thing I noticed was the look on mom's face. She looked so worried. I wanted to ask, but I knew something was coming. I only let you two start of this conversation.
"Sweetheart, we have something to tell you." mom told me. "But before we do, we just want you to know that no matter what you may think, we will understand. Just…just try not to think little of us."
I didn't like where this was going.
Dad sat down next to me and said, "We figured that you're old enough now to understand. We want to be the ones to tell you something you're bound to find out in the future."
"Dad, just tell me." I said.
He sighed and said, "Do you remember how life was when we lived in Bellwood?"
Boy, do I.
I remember mom and dad didn't have many friends. The only time they went out was with my so-called grandparents, who dumped us after an argument with mom and dad not long after my sister Jenny was born. We had no other family but my great grandpa Max. So, with all that, I told him I did.
"Well, it's only fair to tell you why our lives were the way they were. You see, it's our fault."
"What do you mean?"
"Your mother and I, well, we have a strange bond."
I had no idea what that meant. Why marry if you have a strange bond. So I asked him, "What kind of bond?"
He gulped and muttered, "Family."
"Well no duh, dad. You're married."
"No, we were family before we were married."
That made no sense. How could they have been family before they were married. I mean, it's not like they're…
"Wait, you mean like family-family? You like…incest?"
Mom asked me, "Before we go further, how do you know that term?"
"I learned about it at school." I told her, we were being taught sex ed. "But, you guys are related?"
"Cousins." dad told me. He then wrapped his arm around me and held me tight. I honestly didn't know what to think about all this. My mom and dad were cousins. How can one react to that. Most people would probably freak out. But I just had no emotions about it.
That was until I saw my dad tear up. Then mom collapsed next to me and held me tight, sobbing.
"Please, don't hate us!" she cried. "We love you so much! We just couldn't keep this secret! It wasn't fair for you! For the life you had those years ago!"
"How dare you…"
"Son, you're perfect, that's all that matters!"
"No. How dare you think I'd hate you."
I glared over at my mom.
"You never hurt me in any way. You never belittled me, told me I was never good enough, never raised a hand to me, never took anything from me."
"That's because you a good boy."
"Because you raised me! Most kids would kill to have parents I have! I wouldn't trade you two for anyone else!"
At this point, I couldn't hold it back. I let my tears fall. I could say anything more because my sobs were growing stronger. I wanted to tell them I love them. They gave me life, healthy life, a home, a sister, and more than anything I could ever want in a family. Cousins or not, they're still my parents, and I will always love them.
I don't think this is a good start to my new series. I'm going to try better next chapter. But hope you've enjoyed it.