Taylor pulled on her surfer shorts and tank top from the night before while Mark pulled on a pair of tattered jeans and a t-shirt. Taylor grabbed her gray sweatshirt and left the room before Mark could ask her if she was alright. Sighing, he followed her out into the front room to see what Angel had woken them up to tell them.
Taylor stifled a yawn as she gave Angel a hug. She noticed that the drag queen took special care not to show her the crisp copy of the newspaper she had.
"What's this all about Angel?" Mark asked as he came into the room. He smelled coffee, so he went to go pour Taylor and himself cups.
Angel replied, "Collins bought a newspaper, and found this so he called me." She handed Taylor the newspaper that had be tucked neatly under her arm. "So I bought a copy myself, and rushed over here." The color drained from Taylor's face as she read over the short article.
"What is it?" Mimi asked. Mark quickly read the article over Taylor's shoulder.
"Frank's dead," Taylor said quietly. "They found his body over on E Street two days ago. It looks like he overdosed." She threw her arms around Mark, buried her face in his neck, and began to sob. "He's finally gone!" she exclaimed. Mark wrapped his arms around Taylor's waist, and made no effort to calm her down. These were tears of joy, of relief. The one thing that had haunted her since her arrival in Bohemia was finally gone. "I, umm, I have a quick phone call to make. I'll be right back." Taylor bounced into the bedroom, closing the door behind her.
"Hello?" a worn and tired voice said on the other end of the phone. Taylor recognized it as Frank's sister Kate.
"Kate? It's Taylor Davis. Listen, I just found out about Frank, and-"
"You!" Kate spat. "Why the hell are you calling here? You have not right to call here. This is your fault." Mark opened the door, and sat next to Taylor on the bed.
"My fault? How is this my fault?"
"If you hadn't left Frank for some rich lawyer or whatever, he wouldn't have been down in the East Village moping."
"Frank told you that I left him for a lawyer?" Mark tried not to laugh, but a small giggle escaped his lips, earning him a whack from Taylor. He rubbed the back of his head where she had hit him, but remained silent. "Kate, Frank beat me-"
"Frank would never do that."
"Let me finish," Taylor said through clenched teeth. Mark knew that she was loosing her patience. "Frank beat me. I have pictures if you want to see them. After I tried to leave for three months, he left with some hooker. Kate, I live in the East Village, he attacked me last week. Don't believe me? Ask my boyfriend who's sitting right here."
"You have a new man? You bounce back fast."
"It's been eight months, and I tried to leave for three months before that. You know what; I don't even know why I bothered calling. I wanted to offer my condolences, but I can tell that you don't want them. Goodbye Kate." Taylor slammed the phone down angrily, and began to cry. Mark pulled her close to him, and began to rock back and forth occasionally kissing the top of her head.
"Its okay baby," he murmured in her hair. "Who needs them anyway? You've got us, we're here for you." Taylor slowly stopped crying. She wiped away her tears with the edge of the sheet on the bed.
"Thanks Mark," she said quietly before running her fingers through Mark's hair, and kissing him softly on the lips. "I love you."
"I love you too."
THE END!
A/N: Now is your chance to vote on what happens next. I've been going back and forth on this all day! In the sequel (which currently has no name….DUCKY! I NEED HELP!). Okay, should Taylor be pregnant? Yes or no? PLEASE vote! I love you all for your great reviews. I'd thank you all individually, but that would take a while. Crap, there was something else too….oh yeah, here's the order of my writing: "Who's Felicity?", "Off-Set" (I think...I need more ideas!), and then the sequel to this. I might switch up the 2 sequels…oh and "Leap of Faith" once I finish "Road to Recovery", so I won't be gone for long! Thanks again to all my wonderful reviewers! My theme song is on…must dance! Bye!
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