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Ch. 56 I've been the Puppet, I've been the Strings

(CLARE)

"Hey Pretty Eyes," Jeff grins before kissing me, "no game tonight and it's Toby's birthday. His billet family is throwing him a party."

"Did his billet family just decide to throw him a party because it's a Friday night with no hockey game?" I question.

"No, we got the invites Monday," Jeff admits, "I invited Anya and Adam too. I'm sure Owen will be there and bringing Vanessa. Spin will let you go right?"

"Spin is working, we can go ask him, but it's a weekend it shouldn't be a problem. Did you check with Adam to be sure he's going?"

"I told Anya, she was going to ask him," Jeff says, and I shake my head.

"Come on Sexy Smile let's go talk to my oldest brother," I comment grabbing Jeff's Ice Hound jacket and pulling him with me.

We leave DeGrassi and walk through the courtyard, Fitz is out here eating lunch with Adam, Anya, K.C. and Jenna. Jenna just returned to school on Monday, she spent a couple days in the hospital and then ten days at home. Both recovering and pumping breastmilk so there, she also spent time helping care for baby Jared at Caitlin and Joey's. Jenna and K.C. are both very happy that their son is in a loving environment with caring parents and that they still get to be a big part of his life as his godparents.

Jeff and I wave to the group as we walk past, Adam grins at us the others wave. About halfway to The Dot Jeff puts his arm around me and I let go of his jacket. Since it's lunchtime at DeGrassi the café is packed, but my brother is manager and I walk right up to the counter.

"You need something Baby Sis?" Spinner asks. I scrunch my nose at him for calling me baby.

"Party tonight for one of the Ice Hounds because it's his birthday. Adam and Anya are going, I'm sure Owen's going too," I tell Spinner.

"Home or safe by curfew," Spin replies.

"Thanks Spin," I grin.

"What did he mean by home or safe?" Jeff asks as we leave the café.

"Home or at another home, someone in our gang only. If we're not home by curfew but we're at Owen's or Johnny's for instance, then Spin knows we're safe."

"And he trusts that you'll actually be at one of their houses if you're not home?" Jeff inquires.

"With me probably not, but I can't really go missing. If no one's heard from me they go looking. Between my brothers and their friends, it's pretty hard for me to go anywhere in this city that someone doesn't know me. Believe me I've tried, if they don't know me they know that I'm Spinner or Drew's sister. It's impossible t…" I stop talking, stop walking and Jeff looks at me.

"What's wrong? Do you know that woman?" Jeff asks following my eyeline.

The skinny woman with stringy brown hair I'm staring at is Sean and Fitz's mom. Last I heard she had walked out of rehab and vanished. Sean, Fitz and Emma had given up on her, but now she's back and she most definitely does not look sober. All I can think is if Fitz sees her he's going to want to help, she is still his mom. Fitz has been doing so well though, I don't want him to know she's here, and if she's this close to DeGrassi I'm sure she's looking for her son.

"Come on," I tell Jeff pulling him into the ravine and getting out my phone.

"What's wrong?" Adam asks when he answers the phone.

"Get Fitz inside, his mom is near the school," I instruct my brother.

"See you inside," Adam says before hanging up.

"I guess Fitz and Sean don't have a good relationship with their mom?" Jeff questions.

"No, they last time any of us saw her she put Sean in the hospital by breaking a bottle on his face. He forced her into rehab, but she left, no one has seen or heard from her in months, but she didn't look like she was here to catch up with her younger son."

Going through the ravine to get to school I see Fitz on the steps to the second level with K.C. and Jenna. I look away from him before he sees my face and knows something is wrong.

"We told Simpson, he's calling Officer Turner," Adam tells me approaching with Anya.

"Good, I think we better call Sean though," I reply.

Adam nods, he and Anya come with us, through the side door to the garden. I get out my cell phone and call the garage since Sean's at work. The front desk girl answers and I ask to speak to Sean, she tells me he's working on a car, so I ask to speak to Jay.

"Jay Hogart."

"It's Clare."

"What's wrong?"

"Fitz and Sean's mom was near the school. Adam told Simpson and he called Officer Turner, but he can't do much unless she's actually on school grounds."

"Fuck, I thought she was gone for good," Jay sighs. "I have to tell Sean but I'm going to call Emma too."

"Tell Emma to stay away from the house."

"Yeah, I will. How's Fitz?"

"He doesn't know, he's been doing so well I didn't want to tell him."

"Yeah, we should probably let Sean and Emma do that. All of you be safe," Jay tells me.

"Adam and I are going to a party with Jeff and Anya after school."

"Good. Sean's on lunch as soon as he's done with this car and I'll tell him."

Jay and I say goodbye and I relay the conversation to the others. Jeff and I haven't actually eaten lunch yet, so we go to the caf to eat. Adam and Anya go to the front in case Fitz's mom gets any closer to the school. When the bell rings Jeff and I walk to drama class, Fitz is already in here and so is Drew. I want to tell Drew, but I don't want Fitz to hear, I'm sure Drew will find out.

My afternoon classes are both easy and go by pretty quickly. After school Adam and I meet Jeff and Anya on the steps, we all go to Jeff's car and he drives us to the party. Toby is billeted with Miles Hollingsworth and his family, and they have a huge house. The door is open, so we walk right in and to the back where the party seems to be going on. There's a pool, a hot tub and a cabana, at the far side of the patio is a table with food and drinks.

"Is this a pool party?" Adam questions not happy about the prospect.

"He didn't say anything about a pool party," Jeff shrugs.

"No one's in the pool, if they get in we just won't go swimming," Anya assures him linking her arm through his.

"Now which one is Toby?" I ask Jeff as we descend the stairs.

"He's the squat one with dark hair," Jeff says pointing.

"He's in our drama class," Adam says.

"Right, I see him now. You always call him Isaac," I comment.

"Isaacs, it's his last name," Jeff corrects.

"Should we go say Happy Birthday?" Anya asks.

"Yeah, probably," Jeff shrugs.

We say Happy Birthday to Toby and then wander to the food. Owen arrives with Vanessa and they say hi to us. The more Ice Hounds that arrive the rowdier the party becomes. It doesn't take long to realize the Hollingsworth parents aren't home and this party is unsupervised. As soon as it's almost dark the alcohol arrives, someone ordered kegs and there's hard alcohol. Nothing new at the parties we attend, but there isn't usually an open pool. By some miracle no one gets too drunk and falls in the pool, a few kids do decide to go swimming, some of the guys borrow suits most kids just jump in with their clothes on or in their underwear. Even though the party stays outside there are torches and heat lamps, it gets hot enough that I take off my jacket.

Jeff and Anya's curfew is way before ours and the party doesn't look like it's ending anytime soon. Adam and I could both stay, Owen or someone else could get us home, but we choose to leave with Jeff and Anya. Jeff drops us at home, we kiss them in the car and go inside. Drew and Spinner just got off work, we say hi to them and they ask how the party was. Adam stays to talk to them, so I go back to my room. Before I turn on the light I see someone sitting on my bed in the dark. I'm not scared though, I know who it is by the silhouette.

"My mom's back," he says quietly.

"I know," I reply closing my door and taking my jacket off, "I saw her near the school."

"You knew she was back and you didn't tell me?" He questions, his tone laced with venomous anger.

"You've been doing so well Mark, she didn't exactly look like she was there for a happy reunion. I was worried about you seeing her, or her coming to you. I was worried Mark, I know how far you've gone for her before. I didn't want you to go back to TJCS because you shoplifted some booze for her or something."

"Wouldn't that just make it easier for you to be with Jeff?"

"Mark, that isn't fair. You know I don't ever want to see you in that place again."

"I'm sorry," Mark sighs apologetically and turns to me. "Why is she back? Why now?"

"I don't know Mark."

"You saw her, what did she look like?"

"Bad Mark, she looked like she left rehab and she's been binging ever since. She was skinny, her hair was a mess, her clothes were too big. She's a mess Mark, she's a mess that you don't need in your life. Neither do Sean and Emma, you're all doing really well, I've never seen you doing so well and I can't stand to see her drag you down. I know she's your mom Mark but she's toxic, to you, to Emma, to Sean, to herself. Until she stops relying on alcohol she will keep being toxic."

"I wish she'd just stayed away," Mark comments. Then he lies down and curls up as he begins to cry.

There's nothing I can say so I lie down with him, putting an arm around Mark and just be there for him. Mark cries for a while, then he goes silent, and after a while his breathing becomes slow and steady and I know he's asleep. I quietly leave the room, it's not that late and the house is still up.

"Can one of you call Sean, let him know that Mark is here," I request.

"Is he okay?" Drew asks.

"I don't know, he's asleep. I'm going to get ready for bed," I tell them.

"I'll call Sean," Drew tells me.

I smile at my brother before going into the washroom to get ready for bed. I return to my room silently, undress and put on a nightshirt. Mark fell asleep fully dressed including his hoodie and down vest, does seem he took his shoes off when he entered my room at least. He also fell asleep on top of the blankets, I lie on the blankets, pull the throw from the foot of my bed over us and close my eyes. Despite everything going through my mind I fall asleep easily, comforted and lulled by the familiar feeling of Mark so close and his steady rhythmic breathing. When I wake the next morning Mark is gone, thinking he's just in the living room I pull on my robe and leave my room. He's not in the living room, kitchen or washroom. I go back to my room and get my phone calling him.

"Didn't want to wake you," Mark says when he answers.

"Where are you?"

"I'm okay Clare, don't worry," Mark replies.

"That's not what I asked, and you know that's not going to happen," I retort.

"I just need some space, some time to think. I know you know what that's like, you practically do it every other week," he shoots back.

I sigh and bite my lip, "Just promise you'll call one of us if you need to."

"Yeah," Mark says before hanging up.

Setting my phone down I sit there for a moment before getting up to take a shower. It's still very early and I'm able to take a long shower. No one's awake by the time I get out and dressed, so I start the coffee and turn on the TV. It isn't long before Spinner and Paige are up.

"Where's Fitz?" My oldest brother inquires with a yawn.

"I don't know, he was gone when I woke up, he says he needed time to think."

"He'll be okay Clare, he's a tough kid," Spinner tries to assure me patting my shoulder.

Paige says she's going to start breakfast and Spin says he'll help. When breakfast is ready Spinner yells for everyone else to get up. We have breakfast, we clean up, Spin and Paige leave to run errands, Drew gets ready for work, the rest of us watch TV. Late in the morning Adam's cell rings and he goes to answer it.

"That was Anya, she invited me and you to hang out with them, Johnny and Sam," Adam tells me.

"Cool, are we going to Johnny's?"

"Yeah," Adam nods.

"I can drop you guys off," Bianca offers.

I change my clothes while all Adam does is get his shoes on and comb his hair. When we're ready Bianca drives us to Johnny's, after she drops us off she's going to the mall to visit Drew at work. Adam knocks, and Johnny opens the door, the others are already here.

"You heard from Fitz yet?" Johnny asks.

"Not since I called him this morning, after waking up and finding him gone," I reply as we walk in.

"Fitz stayed over last night? In your bed?" Jeff questions lacing the words with jealousy and anger. I narrow my eyes at him, placing my hand on my hip.

"He found out about his mom and was upset, nothing happened. I'm worried about him, you don't know how far he's gone for his mom before. Her coming back, showing up randomly and near the school, it's messed with his head. He fell asleep there, I wasn't going to wake him up and tell him to get out. He said he just needed time to think, but I'm still worried about him."

"I'm sure Fitz will be fine," Jeff tries to assure me while putting an arm around me. He's softened now and doesn't sound jealous any longer.

"You can try calling him again," Johnny comments.

I get my cell phone out and call, but it goes straight to voicemail. Johnny calls Sean but Sean hasn't heard from him either.

"I'm sure he's fine, like he said he needs some time to think and he probably turned his phone off. I'm sure he'll check in with someone when he's ready," Jeff tells me.

Even though I'm sure he's right I don't find it the least bit comforting. I just keep thinking about the times I've done this, wandered off to think alone, to get some air. How many stupid decisions I've made during those times, or almost made. Knowing Fitz's temper, his occasionally destructive behavior, and the fact that no one's heard from him since this early this morning has me worried.

(FITZ)

I wake up early. Very early, and in Clare's bed. I suddenly feel guilty, both for running to her and for crying myself to sleep in her bed. I get up very quietly and grab my shoes, going through her window silently. I sit on the front steps and get my shoes on and then I start walking. I don't have any destination, I just need to be alone to think, without anyone telling me what they think is best for me.

Sean was waiting for me after practice yesterday, so I knew something was wrong. He told me Mom was back, that someone had seen her in the neighborhood. He didn't tell me where she was seen or who had seen her, and I didn't think to ask at the time. None of us had heard from her and I couldn't understand why she was back and hadn't come to see me. Sean told me he hadn't talked to her, but he wanted me to stay away from her. I left Sean's car, walked a while and went to Clare's room going through her window. I didn't even think about it I just ended up there. When Clare told me Mom had been near the school, but she looked terrible I didn't know what to think. She was there, presumably to see me, but she looked strung out.

So much was going through my head, so many emotions I couldn't even name them all. I felt like I might explode or scream, and I didn't want anyone around me when it happened. After walking a couple of hours Clare calls, and after telling her that I'm okay I turn off my phone. I lose all track of time and where I am, I stay off the streets and away from anywhere one of our gang might find me because I just don't want to hear it right now. I mostly stay along the ravine. I walk for a while, I sit for a while and then I walk for a while. I haven't eaten anything and it's not until the sun begins to go down that I decide to head home. I start to recognize the area and know I'm near DeGrassi. I avoid the clearing where the kids hang out just in case. Remembering that my car is still at the school I exit the ravine and walk through the football field. The last thing I expect to see is someone sitting on the hood of my car. Some skinny chick with stringy brown hair.

"Off the car," I bark. She turns her head, even in the dwindling evening light I know who she is as soon I see her face. "Mom." Clare was right, she looks bad, she barely looks like my mom and she's been a terrible drunk most of my life it's not as though I ever remember her looking put together. Now she's even worse, dirty stringy hair, and so skinny she looks like she maybe weighs 90 pounds. She's got dark circles under her eyes which look sunken in, and they're bloodshot. Not that mom was ever a nice dresser but she's wearing black leggings with red heels and a gold tube top with a red jacket. Honestly, it looks like she stole them from a thrift shop.

"Hi Fitzy Baby," Mom smiles. She doesn't sound drunk but she's definitely not sober. "You look good Honey."

"You look awful, where the hell have you been? Why'd you walk out of rehab?"

"I tried Baby I really did, I just couldn't do it you don't know what it was like in there. I was sick and they wouldn't give me anything."

"Because you weren't sick Mom you were having withdrawals and you were in rehab."

"No no I was sick. I got out, got away from those mean people. You know what that's like, you got out of juvie."

"I got out of juvie on good behavior Mom, I did everything I had to so I could get out. You walked out of rehab, without even trying."

"I did try Honey, I promise I did but I just couldn't do it. I'm not strong like you and your brother."

"No, your not, you never have been. You left rehab almost five months ago what have you been doing since? Where have you been all this time?"

"I left with a friend I made inside, she taught me some things, I been working."

"Working? You haven't had a job since before Sean was born. If you've been working, then why do you look like hell?"

"I don't need skills for what I been doin' just my body."

I've never been that bright, but it doesn't take a genius to figure that one out. "You've been working as a hooker!"

"Don't say it like that, I was alone I needed money and I found a way to get it."

"So why come back after all these months?"

"I missed my boys," Mom says running her hand over my cheek.

"Right. Almost five months later, no phone calls, no letters, no anything. It's not like we moved or changed our numbers. You're not back because you missed us, if you were back because you missed us you would have gone to the house instead of lurking around my school. Why are you here Mom, the truth?"

"I just need some cashflow to float me for a few days. I'm a little short and I kind of owe this guy, he won't give me anymore until I pay him," she tells me in a whiny kind of baby voice.

"I'm not giving you drug money mom," I snap at her.

"I need it Baby, I need more, I'm goin' crazy. Come on Baby, I gotta have it," Mom whines pulling on my arm.

I shove her away a little with one arm and pull my other arm out of her grasp. I take off running. I run straight to the pharmacy at the corner because I know Emma's working tonight. I run in and the few customers in the store look at me. I go back to the pharmacy counter, no one is back here, Emma seems to be filling a prescription order but no one is waiting. When Emma notices me she looks up, she shows relief and then anger.

"Fitz where have you been? Everyone's been worried about you all day."

"My mom's at the school, she was waiting on my car."

"Stay in here, I'm calling the cops and then I'll call Sean," Emma says.

She calls the cops and tells me they're going to check the school. Then she calls Sean and he says he's on the way down. I grab a pop and wait near the pharmacy counter for my brother, he shows up about ten minutes later.

"You okay?" Sean asks as he hugs me.

"I don't know. She's been working as a hooker, she's on drugs now, she came back for money to buy drugs, that's all. She came back for drug money, nothing else."

Sean hugs me tighter and rubs my arm in a comforting way. He doesn't say anything, but I can hear his heart pounding, he's scared and angry.

"I have four officers looking around the outside of the school and the nearby areas, but she appears to be gone," Officer Turner tells us. Sean releases me from the hug but keeps a hand on my shoulder.

"Thanks, I have some questions about what we can do now," Sean says.

"Let's go outside, back to Fitz's car, I'd like to get a statement from Fitz," Officer Turner replies.

"You going to be okay Em? I don't know that Mom even remembers you work here but if she's still in the area she might come in," my brother says to his fiancé.

"I'll be okay, I'm not the only working here and Spin is closing The Dot tonight so he's right across the street. I'll call him before I go out to my car," Emma assures us.

They share a kiss over the counter, I wave to Emma and we go outside, the three of us walking back to my car parked at the school. I tell Turner everything, showing him where Mom was and where I was and everything we said, as much as I can remember anyway. He says they'll type up the statement and he'll have me sign it.

"What can we do? I don't want her around us, not while she's like this, it's not good for any of us," Sean comments.

"Fitz is over sixteen and you were granted legal custody a few years ago. I would still talk to a lawyer, you can keep her from seeing Fitz, keep her away from the school. Is the house still in her name?" Officer Turner asks.

"Yeah, I think so, her and Dad's," Sean nods.

"You should be able to put it in your name; the lawyer can help you with that too. I'll help in anyway I can," Turner replies.

"Thanks," Sean smiles shaking his hand.

"I'll be in touch about the statement," Turner responds and then walks to his squad car.

"You ready to come home?" Sean questions.

"Actually, I need to make a stop first, I'll be home in a bit," I tell my brother.

Sean hugs me again and I get in my car while he starts walking back to his motorcycle parked at the pharmacy. I drive to the Mason house parking out front. Johnny's car is here, so is Owen's, I park behind Owen. I almost go in through Clare's window again, think better of it and go through the front door. Typical of the Mason's on a Saturday night their living room is full of people. Clare, Adam, Paige, Bianca, Owen, Vanessa, Johnny and Jay are watching TV, but when I walk in all eyes are on me.

"Mark," Clare exclaims jumping up and running to me. She embraces me tightly and I embrace her back.

"I'm fine," I assure her.

"You had me worried, no one has heard from you all day," she censures me while tugging my hand to take me back to her room. We enter her room, she doesn't turn on the light so it's fairly dark, even darker when she closes the door.

"I didn't mean to worry you, I just needed time alone to think, you know what that's like. I'm sorry I left this morning without saying anything. When Sean was waiting for me after wrestling practice, when he told me Mom was back, that someone had seen her, and I should stay away from her I was angry. She's a crap mom but she's my mom. I don't remember Dad at all, I've never even really seen pictures of him because Mom tossed them all out. For most of my life Mom was just drunk but I have some good memories of her. My earliest memory, it's barely even a memory, but I'm on her lap and she's reading to me and I remember being happy. I want to believe she still loves me and Sean, that she still cares. Every time she wanted me to steal booze for her and I would, it wasn't because I thought the alcohol would help her, even I'm not that stupid. I did it because when I'd bring the bottle back she'd stroke my face and look at me with pride. I did it for that little bit of affection and pride she'd show me, but she didn't love me she loved the bottle."

"Mark you were a kid, she was your only parent and you wanted her affection that's normal. Your mom has issues, your dad running out broke her and she wasn't strong enough to be there for you and Sean, but I don't think she stopped loving you. She just stopped knowing how to show it. I can't relate personally, never had a mom and our family is big on affection, but Bianca's parents were terrible and so was her aunt. Jenna's parents were never very affectionate, Johnny's dad, Lucas' dad, I know they went through similar things, but you've always had Sean, and you've always had the rest of us. Your mom needs help Mark, help that neither you nor Sean can give her."

"I know, I mean I always knew on some level but she's my mom, I didn't want to admit it. A part of me always thought if I do what she wants, bring her the alcohol to numb her pain at some point she'll stop. She's had every chance in the world and she's thrown them all away. You were right, she's worse now and she wasn't here to see me, she wanted drug money. She's on drugs now, and worse working as a hooker to pay for it. She was put in rehab, walked out and she's spiraled so far down I don't think she'll ever come back."

"I'm sorry Mark," Clare says hugging me. I hold her close for a moment before pulling her away from me. If I don't I'll just keep holding her.

"I should be getting home."

"You could sleep here again," she offers.

"I don't think that's a good idea, and I don't think Jeff would like that very much. I shouldn't have come here last night, it was instinct."

"You were confused and upset, I'm glad you came here. I broke up with you to be with Jeff, but I'm still your friend Mark and you need to know that. And know that I want you to come to me when you need to. I'm always here for you Mark."

"I know," I smile and kiss her forehead, "I appreciate it. I appreciate what you did for me last night, there aren't many people I can open up with like that, just you and my brother, maybe Emma. I really should go home though, I promise if I need to talk or something I'll come back."

Clare smiles a little, kisses my cheek and we go back out to the living room. I say later to everyone else before leaving and driving home. Sean is on the phone when I come in, I take a beer from the fridge and sit down. Sean hangs up a few minutes later, gets a beer and joins me at the table.

"Snake is going to speak to a lawyer friend of his tomorrow. Hopefully I can meet with the lawyer tomorrow, so we can make sure to get the house out of Mom's name," Sean tells me.

"And us? Can we keep her away? I don't want to see her anymore," I comment as I slowly turn the beer can on our old kitchen table.

"Yeah, I'm going to talk to the lawyer about that too," Sean says.

"She doesn't care anymore, I don't know if she ever did."

"She did Buddy, there was a time that she did, but she lost that," Sean says putting a hand on my shoulder.

I nod and look at my brother, he's only four years older than me but he's about the only parent I ever had. I mean I guess the gang raised us in a way, and people like Owen's parents and Clare's dad (when he was still alive) helped and were always there for us.

Sean and I stay up for a while, watching TV that we aren't really watching. He orders some pizza for dinner, and we sit watching TV, eating and sipping at beers. We're still up when Emma gets home from work. She tells us no one saw Mom after the cops left. Sean tells her about the lawyer and then we go to bed. It's a wrestles night, I don't sleep much and what sleep I do get is tormented by bad dreams. I stay in bed kind of late the next day, not really asleep just not wanting to get up. After about an hour of lying in my thoughts I force myself up. There's a note from Sean and Emma that they went to talk to the lawyer. I eat some breakfast and clean up the kitchen a little, while I'm cleaning the kitchen I decide two things.

Number one, I don't want to sit here and wallow in my bad thoughts and bad feelings. Number two, if Mom does decide to drop by the house I don't want to be here alone. I decide the answer to both these things is to concentrate on something that makes me happy, which normally would be Clare, but that's probably not a good idea. Wrestling makes me happy though, I need to stay in shape for wrestling, so I decide to go for a run. I can drive down to the harbor and run along the water, the weather is just starting to get warm and the harbor is a good place to run. I change, get ready, text Sean that I went out for a run and lock the house up as I leave. Determined to not think about my mom on the drive I think about what I want to do as captain of the wrestling team.

When I park at the harbor and get out of the car it's a beautiful day. It's sunny, there's no breeze, the sun glistens on the glass-like water. I lock up my car and start jogging along the harbor. While I am paying attention to my surroundings enough that I don't bump into someone or something, or stray off the path, I'm not really looking at anyone or paying attention to voices. I'm in my own little world, thinking about the wrestling team and enjoying the fresh air as I jog. I round a corner near a gate to a dock for the boat owners. A small building to my other side is for fisherman to wash their catches. Just as I'm wrinkling my nose at the old fish smell I'm grabbed, pulled behind the fish shack and shoved violently into the wall…

Yes, I know I'm very very evil for ending it here. The update soon will pick up from right here. Next to be updated is Live in My House, I'll be Your Shelter.