~6 years later~
Mark is 13 and Jack is twelve. It has been six years since their parents have been married. Both boys still have weird feelings towards eachother and try try to fight off it. Mark and Jack were playing video games.
"Geez, Jack, you've gotten good at this game," Mark told Jack.
"T'anks, Mark," Jack said. Mark smiled and continued playing with Jack. The servant came into the room.
"Jack, your mother wants you," the servant said. Jack head downstairs and his mother crying.
"What's wrong, mom?" Jack asked.
"Y-yer father-" Jack's mother sobbed. Jack frozed once he heared the word father.
"W-what about him?" Jack asked, sacred.
"He...He's...here," Jack's mother sobbed out. Jack frozed in fear.
"W-what do ye mean he's here," Jack said. All the sudden Mark's father came through the door with a man right next to him.
"Lily, what's wrong, honey?" Mark's father asked.
"M-my grandmother died," Jack's mother lied.
"Honey, I am so sorry," Mark's father said hugging Jack's mother. "By the way, honey, this is Jacob."
No..no this can't be happening, Jack thought.
"Well, I'll let you three talk to eachother," Mark's father said. "I'll be back." Then Mark's father left. Jacob stepped closer to Jack and his mother.
"Ye should've never left me," Jacob said.
"Well, if ye would've stop drinking and abusing our son, maybe I wouldn't have left ye," Jack's mother said to Jacob. Jacob leaned into Jack's ear.
"Yer dead."
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My Irish Brother Is An Artist (Septiplier)
FanfictionMark lives with his father who is very wealthy beacause he a king. Mark's father met Jack's mother and is getting marry. Jack is an artist and sometimes hides his personal drawings. What will happen when Mark finds Jack's personal drawings?
