A/n: sorry it took so long.
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~ 3rd person ~

Jack was sitting on one side of the room while his mother was on the other. No words were said for a brief moment. Jack knew it was gonna be awkward and tense. He had rehearsed things to say in his head but couldn't quite put it into words. He was nervous, hopeful, scared, sad, angry, pretty much any emotion you could think of. He hoped that by the end it would improve their relationship, but the thoughts in his mind thought other wise.

Jack was getting so antsy and nervous that he started bouncing his leg in a fast pace. The anxiety was eating away at him enough so he decided to speak, clearing his voice and taking a breath before he began.

"S-so....how um..how are you?" He asked shakily. Thinking in his head of how stupid the question was.

No response, just a glare she gave that said 'what do you think?'

Jack had expected this, he knew she wouldn't be happy. But he still had an open mind to give things a try.

"L-listen I know you're mad..I-" he began.

"Mad doesn't even begin to describe it Sean" she scoffed cutting him off.

Jacks leg starting bouncing at a faster pace, and began looking at his hands in his lap, unsure of what to say.

His mom irritatedly sighed, "can you quit it with the leg bouncing it's annoying" she said harshly.

Jack would normally try his best to stop, and he did but it didn't help that she was staring him down until he stopped. His leg wouldn't stop bouncing out of fear and nervousness that his mother spoke up again.

"I'm serious sean, knock it off" she said starting to get frustrated.

"S-sorry..." Said Jack, physically putting his hand on his knee to stop it from moving since his body wasn't letting him.

Another few minutes passed without a word said, until Jack had enough of spending his life being scared of her.

"Why?" He said in a serious tone.

"Why what" she said sourly, crossing her arms.

"Why would you abuse your own son?" He said, not breaking eye contact.

She scoffed shaking her head. "Because you were an ungrateful piece of shit"

"Try again." He replied sourly.

"Excuse me?" She said bitterly.

"You have no rule over me right now, so if you wanted to hurt me, you can't. Now I suggest you answer the damn question" he replied gritting his teeth.

She seemed taken aback by his courage but still thought nothing of it.

"And if I don't?" She smirked.

"Then looks like this won't be the only place you'll be visiting for awhile" he smirked back as her expression changed to bitterness.

"Listen, I'm not here to fight, if you want to get angry then get angry. But do not forget the hell you put me through so I have the right to be angry too. I put you in here for a reason and I could of chosen to leave you and never come in contact with you again but here I am trying to be a decent son and talk instead of abandoning you like you did to me years ago" said Jack.

"What do you mean abandoning you, I haven't left you since you brought me into this fucking place" she said grievously.

"The mother I knew left me when I moved away from home, I haven't seen her since" he said crossing his arms waiting for her answer.

"Perhaps you know where she went?" He added.

She didn't answer. Just shook her head in disbelief looking in a different direction.

"Can...can you please just answer my questions?" Jack asked in a softer tone.

"No" she smiled then went back to her annoyed expression.

Jack was about to say something else but was interrupted by the lady from earlier coming into the room.

"Uh I'm sorry Mr. Mcloughlin but visiting hours are over" she said standing by my mother ready to escort her back to her room.

I stood up, nodding at the lady and looked over to my mother, "j-just please think about what I said...okay?" I said.

She said nothing.

"I'll come again in a few days.." I said to her and finally walked out of the building and to my car. I got in and sighed, taking in all that just happened. I put my hands on the wheel and let my head rest on them and started to silently cry. I'm not sure why I was crying. It went better than I expected.

I heard a buzz in my pocket, I took out my phone and saw a text from Marks mom.

Martha: hey hon, me and Mark are on our way home, he doesn't suspect a thing

I replied to the text then shut my phone off. I wiped away my tears and started my car.

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Mark and his mom had got home about 10 minutes after I did, luckily I got home first. I didn't want to talk to anybody so when I had gotten back I just went to bed.

Later I heard foot steps come in the room, then felt an arm wrap around my waist pulling me closer to their chest.

"Hey Mark" I whispered with my eyes still closed.

"Hey Jack, how you feelin' ?" He asked rubbing his thumb over my arm.

"Ok" I replied tiredly.

"Goodnight beautiful" he said kissing the back of my neck.

"Night" I replied falling asleep once more.