Okay, I didn't say this in the first chapter but. This is an AU story, and I have not decided what time period it is based in, so you get to decide, which ever time period your mind wants to imagine. but i will tell you I got the idea vaguely from the great gatsby so i guess the morals, and rules are some what based in the 1920's. If the story is still confusing, trust me everything will be cleared but later on. I just need to move past the beginning.
Logan groaned as he heard his mother yell from downstairs. He hadn't gotten home until 4am and his mother had insisted that he wake up at 7am to meet some family that had recently moved to town. Apparently they were an influential family, both rich and well known. He heard his mother's footsteps coming up the stairs, followed by a knock on the door.
"Logan, honey, Are you ready?" Logan, huffed adjusting his tie.
"Yes mother." Mrs. Mitchell smiled at her son, admiring his attire. She walked up to him, reaching to adjust his tie. She was always a perfectionist. Logan smiled, adjusting his collar.
"You look handsome Logan. My baby boy is all grown up. Soon you're going to get married and move away" Logan smirked, remembering the promise he and Carlos had made just last night.
"Probably faster than you think mother" Mrs. Mitchell smirked herself.
"I'm glad you have that mentality sweetheart" she said, walking over and sitting down on Logan's bed. "I just hope that when you do get married, it's with a girl" Logan's eyes widened, staring at his mother. Did she know? how?
"Please Logan." She whispered, grabbing his hand, slowly caressing it "That's all I ask from you" Logan's heart dropped. What was he to do now. Carlos meant the world to him, and the promise they had made the other night, when Logan had given his mind, body and soul, to Carlos. Together Forever. The promise hitting Logan like a ton of bricks. His mother, reached for his face, forcing him to look at her. Her face distraught and desperate for an answer. The right answer. "Please…." Logan took a deep breath, searching for strength.
"Of Course Mother. I only like girls." and just for a split second, Logan could hear his heart breaking slightly.
"Good, Now come along we have a family to meet, and they have a lovely daughter who I think you are going to absolutely going to fall head over heels for." Logan felt nauseous, like the room was spinning.
"I'll meet up with you in a minute mom; please I need to finish getting ready." Mrs. Mitchell patted her son on the back, before walking out of the room. Logan's mind went thru shock, searching for an answer, a solution, but nothing came to mind.
His mother had morals, and unfortunately, ambition. She may know that Logan is gay, but she would never allow him to love a man, and whatever she says, goes. That's just the way it's been since he can remember. To go against his mother's wishes, is to be disowned and left without a family. And Logan just could not deal with that.
"I'm sorry Carlos…." And if his heart wasn't already completely broken, it was now.