Forbidden Love/ Fack/ Jyatt (Book 1) FINISHED

21- Family & Fack

JACK's P.O.V.
We suspire and look at each other. After talking for a while, we finally decided to go public, and the best way to do it is by Instagram livestream
- So... are you sure about this?- Finn asks
- Totally.
- Cool
- Finn? There's something I need to tell you
- What?
- We need to have THE TALK
- The talk?- Finn asks- THE talk? Why would we...?
- Not that one, dummy. The one about my family
- Oh, finally.
- Hey. Better late than never. Right?
- Sure
We walk to his bedroom and sit on bed.
No. I don't like talking about this, but Finn is my everything, and he needs to know how fucked up my life is right now.
- Okay. Mum, dad or Jana?
- Jana
- Yey! You chose the easy one
- The easy one?
- It's the shortest of the stories
- Okay... start
- Jana left
- What?
- Yep. She left
- Why?
- Mum or dad?
- Dad. I wanna know why Jana left
- Dad's cancer is getting worse, and worse
- Your dad has cancer? Oh my god. That's the sickness you talked to me about?
I just nod at him
He moves closer to me, to hug me. First I try to decline his hug, but I finally realize I really need him with me. He has become one of the most important things on my life and I know his hug is not just for commitment. He wants to help me get through it, and honestly, I want him to.
- Jack, I'm so sorry.
- Don't be, love. He's been fighting with this for 3 years now.
I should tell him I used to selfharm. No. No way. It's not a good subject to talk about. I don't want him to know how sick I actually am. I mean... the only thing he needs to know is how fucked up my family is, not how screwed up I am- I was, actually; I haven't harmed myself for practically two years, so no need to talk to him about that... RIGHT?
- Jack... why didn't you say something to me?
- I thought I could handle this myself
- Can you?
I look down and just start crying. Not on purpose, of course. I hate doing this. I'm freaking tired of it. I can't keep crying in front of everyone. It's just so ridiculous. I feel like everyone sees my as the VICTIM all the time, and I'm not; my dad is.
Ugh. I'm the most ridiculous guy ever.
- Hey...- he whispers- that's not what I meant. I'm a jerk. Sorry
He hugs me deeper and places my head on his shoulder
- I'm gonna be there for you. Okay? It doesn't matter how bad it gets, I'll be there
- It'll get really bad, Finn. He's gonna die.
He hushes me
- Don't say that.
He caresses my hair and I hug him from his wrist
I feel completely miserable
- We all know it. That's why Jana left. And that's why he lets me manage my own career now.
- I'm gonna be there for you. Okay? Nothing matters. You're my life, Jack. I love you, and all I wanna do is be a good boyfriend for you

I've been trying to stop crying for the last minutes, but it gets much worse when he says all those things.
I try to talk to him, but I can't even say a word.
- I'm the worst.- he breaks the hug and I just stare at him, confused.
- The worst?- I ask
- Yeah. I can't even comfort my own boyfriend
- Finn. You said the sweetest things someone has ever said to me. You're kind of the best boyfriend ever
I stop crying, only to make Finn feel better
- There. See? I'm not crying anymore. And it's all thanks to you
He laughs a little and then kisses me on the cheek
- So? Shall we livestream?
- Your face is kinda red, Jack. And besides, you didn't finish your story.
- What story, Finn? My dad is dying. That's all
- What's going on with Angela?
- Oh, yeah. She suffers from depression and most of the time she's not even conscious
- What?
- The prescriptions are really strong and she's kind of a goner, like she takes the pills and blanks for a time
- Jack... now I get why you wanted to stay here
I just nod
- Thank you for letting me, by the way
- Mi casa es su casa- Finn says with a big smile
- Are you studying french?
- That's spanish, asshole
- Oh
He starts laughing and I feel a little embarrassed
- Are you seriously blushing right now?
- Maybe?
- Ugh, you're so freaking cute
I smile and sit on Finn's couch
- Who should livestream?- I ask
- Both?
- At the same time?
- Sure. You livestream on my room, I livestream here. And then, we collaborate
- Why don't we just collab?
- Okay. Why not.
- But we should be together.
- That's makes no sense
- You're right. Okay. You livestream and save the live so I can record it and upload it to my stories
- Okay