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Roger stood up from the bed and took Marks hand in his. "Come on baby."
Mark shakily stood up and began to walk out the door with Roger. For a moment as they were walking down the stairs Mark thought to pull his hand away from Rogers grasp, but realized his parents already knew there was nothing to hide now.
As they made it to the bottom of the stairs Mark froze when he saw his parents sitting dead silent on two chairs across from the couch.
Marks father looked up when he heard them come down the stairs. "Go sit on the couch boys." He said sternly.
Mark and Roger slowly walked over to the couch hand in hand and took a seat.
"Mark…" His father started out. "I…I want you to explain what your mother saw up there."
Mark kept his eyes glued to the floor never moving them. "Mom…Dad…I…I…I'm…" He couldn't bring himself to say it. He couldn't utter those small words. He decided to try a different approach. "Roger is…he is my…my…boyfriend." He said at last.
His mother and father both sat in stunned silence. Mark scooted himself closer to Roger and leaned into him. Roger put his arm around him and rubbed his back soothingly. "Its ok baby," Roger whispered. "I promise it will all be ok."
Tears began to brim on the ridges of his mother's eyes. Finally his father spoke. "Get the fuck out of my house!" He yelled.
"Dad…" Mark protested.
"No out of my house now, I refuse to…to…to raise a queer!" He scolded.
Roger wrapped his arms completely around Mark pulling him close as he began to cry. "Shh…Marky…shh" He said soothingly stroking his back.
"Stop it right now and get out of here." Mr. Cohen yelled now on his feet.
Mark and Roger stood up and began to back away from him. "Mom…" Mark pleaded, but she just sat there crying. "Mom please!" He begged
Finally after what seemed like forever his mother spoke. "Honey" She said reaching up to touch Mr. Cohen's wrist. "Please…"
"No!" He said harshly. "He can't stay here."
Mrs. Cohen slowly stood up and walked over to her son. "I will not let you kick our son out of this house!"
"I refuse to live with a queer! Its either he goes or I go!" He yelled.
"Dad…don't" Cindy interjected from her spot in the corner.
"Stay out of this Cindy." Mr. Cohen said firmly. He turned back to his wife and Mark. "Like I said either he goes or I go!"
Mrs. Cohen took and deep breath and stepped protectively in front of her son. "Well then I guess you should find a hotel for the night!" She spat and Mr. Cohen.
He stood confused for a moment obviously taken aback. "What are you saying?"
"I'm saying if you are going to force me to choose I am going to choose my son over you!" She yelled, before turning and facing Mark and Roger. "Go upstairs you two, I need to talk to you father."
Mark who was still clinging desperately to Roger quickly turned and went up the stairs with Roger in tow. When they reached the room Mark collapsed onto the bed and Roger shut the door and laid down next to him. As tears continued to spill from Marks eyes he scooted closer to Roger and buried his face in the rock stars chest.
Roger wrapped his arms around him and pulled him close, placing a light kiss on his forehead. "Shh…babe…it will all work out in the end."
"Ro…Roger…what…what if it…d…doesn't…work out?" He sobbed.
"Baby, like I said no matter what happens I am here for you 100." Roger said as rubbed Marks back soothingly.
Mark pulled his face back from Roger chest and pushed their lips together. "I love you."
"You know I love you more than anything." Roger said as he placed another kiss on his lips.
Just then there was a knock on Marks door. "Mark honey can I come in?" His mother said from the other side of the door.
Mark pulled back from Roger and sat up. "Sure mom."
Mrs. Cohen walked in and sat down on the bed next to Mark. "Are you ok honey?" She asked reaching out and running a hand over his cheek.
"I…I…I don't know mom." He said honestly.
"Look honey what happened down there, I'm really sorry." She said.
"No, mom I'm sorry. This shouldn't have been how you found out. I mean I knew I would have to tell you someday but not like this."
"I know honey, but I shouldn't have freaked out like I did. Who you love is up to you and I shouldn't overreact like I did." Mrs. Cohen said apologetically.
"Mom you didn't overreact, dad did. Speaking of which what happened down there?" He asked.
Roger reached over and put his hand lightly on Marks thigh. Mark just smiled weakly and leaned over placing his head on Rogers shoulder.
"Well, he is going to be staying in a hotel for at least tonight. So he can cool down, and we will see how he is tomorrow."
Mark sat up off of Roger and looked at his mother. "Please tell me that this all isn't just because of me?" Mark pleaded
"No…no honey. We have both just been kind of on edge lately. This was just the breaking point." Mrs. Cohen responded.
Mark didn't say anything he just nodded slowly.
"Honey I want you to know that even though I may not get or understand this, you are my son and I love you. If this is what makes you happy then I can't stand in your way. I just…please at least tell me you two are using protection."
"Of course mamma." Mark said quietly. "But how did you know we were…" He trailed off
"Honey I wasn't born yesterday, you two were both naked when I came in here." She said with a chuckle
Roger smiled and spoke for the first time since Marks mother had come in the room. "Mrs. Cohen I just want you to know that I love you son with all my heart, and I will never let anything happen to him."
"I know Roger." She said with a smile. "I have always like you, Mark couldn't have picked anyone better."
Roger just smiled and wrapped his arms lovingly around Mark.
"Well, boys I'm going to go make dinner. Roger since your supposed to still be here another day your welcome to stay." She said as she stood up off the bed.
"Thank you Mrs. Cohen, I think I will."
She turned and began to walk out the door when she turned and looked back at them. "Oh one more thing. Roger do your parents know?"
"Um…no I'll tell them when the time is right."
"Ok I wont say anything dear. I'll let you guys know when dinner is ready." With that she turned and walked down the stairs.
Roger smiled and pushed Mark down on the bed and crawled on top of him. "You ok baby?"
"Yeah," He said with a smile. "I think I'll be ok. But I do know how you could make it even better." The filmmaker said as he grabbed Roger by the back of the neck and pushed their lips together.
Roger grinned and kissed him back. "I'd love to help in anyway I can."
I hope you liked it! I know Marks dad is an ass but his mom is nice so it works lol! ReviewsLOVE!
