The Ruins of Our Lives Chapter 20

"Not a Snowball's Chance"

Mark's POV

'Mark, could you answer the phone please?' Willie asks from the patio. I get up from the couch, and pick the phone up.

'Hello' I answer.

'Is that you Mark?' mom asks. When I hear mom's voice, I drop the phone into the sink. How did she find out where I am? Does this mean she knows where Randy is too? She must have seen Randy's TV show.

'Yes' I say, cursing myself for telling the truth. (Not like I had a snowball's chance in hell of being able to convince her that I'm not Mark).

'Where are you at right now Mark?' she asks.

'Have you already found Randy?' I ask, ignoring her question.

'Yes, I'm in Los Angeles, in his dressing room right now' mom says.

'I don't believe you. Let me talk to him' I say.

'After you tell me where you're at' mom answers.

'Alright, alright. I'm in Massachusetts' I answer, hoping this will work for her.

'Okay, I'll give Randy the phone now, but I'm not finished talking to you yet' warns mom.

'Hey Mark' Randy says, sounding less than thrilled.

'So mom really did find you?' I ask.

'Yes. I don't know how everything is going to play out yet, but I'll see what I can do. What's your phone number, so I can call you when I figure something out?' Randy says.

'555-9423. Randy, please don't tell me that we have to go back home. I don't think anything could ever be the same if we did' I plead.

'Mark, things haven't been the same for this family ever since the day dad got hurt. Listen, I've got to go now, mom wants the phone back. Don't worry, we'll figure it all out' Randy says.

'Where's that man you're staying with? I want to talk to him' mom says, back on the phone.

'Just a second' I tell her.

'Willie! There's someone on the phone who needs to talk to you' I shout out to the patio. Willie gets up from the chair he was sitting in, and comes in.

'Who is it?' he asks.

'It's...it's my mom' I say, pausing because I can't believe what's going on. Willie inhales a deep breath, and takes the phone from my hands.

'Hello Mrs. Taylor'. Pause. 'Yes, I have been'. Pause. 'I am'. Pause. 'Boston, Massachusetts'. Pause. 'Whenever you want to'. Pause. 'We'll be here'. Pause. 'Alright'. Pause. 'Yes, I'll tell him'. Is how the conversation between Willie and mom goes.

'Mark, you're mom says she'll be out here with your brothers in about a week to get you. I'm afraid your time in Boston is just about up. I'm sorry this whole thing didn't work out for you and Randy' Willie says after a couple of minutes.

'Don't be sorry, it isn't your fault. Besides, I don't know why I even really thought that this would work. I mean, it just sounds absolutely ridiculous' I say.

'Don't beat yourself up over this. You and Randy did what you all had to do, and from what Wilson says, it sounds like you and your brother got the point across' Willie tells me.

Someone's POV

'No, I have no idea who you are. I don't even know who I am' I tell the persistent woman.

A/N: Sorry for the short chapter, but I don't want to go any further, otherwise I'd have a super long chapter, and then the story would end sooner than I want it to, and sooner than I'm sure you want it to.

Anyways, please R&R.

Thanks for reading.

Oh, and by the way, the reason I'm updating all my stories today is because I have to have yet another surgery done on my nose. This is supposed to be the final one though.

-Yours truly, Randy Taylor