Back in Cincinatti with my family it'a great but there was something missing....him. By him I mean my Irish boy my love my life my everything. He remains in Ireland because we weren't sure how my parents would react. He's moving in with me in California near the grumps we all get along so the collabs will be through the roof after being loved by chica a lot I finally got to message Jack "Hey handsome, I hope you're doing okay, I missing you like hell it hurts I can't wait for the day I wake up next to you and marry you, I'm sorry that I kept you waiting Chica near enough nearly licked me to death". They say abscence makes the heart grow fonder but it doesn't I really miss Jack I ache to be with him again. "Mom?" I called my mom into the kitchen. Taking deep breaths and steadying myself against the counter I felt sick to my stomach and faint, how was I to tell my mom I'm gay? What if she hates me and disowns me? She walked into the kitchen looking concerned "Mark? What's the matter? Are you sick?" my vision became blurred I struggled to stand "Mom...I'm..." but before I could get my words out my world went black.