Lasting Love

Jordyn

Marc slammed his phone down when his mother's phone went to voicemail without ringing. He dialed the house phone it too seemed to be off the hook or at least busy enough that it never rang.

Pulling into the driveway he hopped out of the car and took the steps two at a time. His phone to his ear again as he waited for his brother to pick up

"What the hell do you want ? I'm on my way to your mom's and will be there in like ten minutes couldn't this wait ?" DJ barked when he answered

"No it can't. I can't get my mom to answer the phone. She called and told me that supper was cancelled and to just stay in the dorm tonight. I'm really worried about her. Do you know if she's with Jordan?"

"Dad's on his way to your mom's . What do you mean you can't get ahold of her ? She okay ? What the hell's going on Marc ?Do you want me to tell Dad ?"

"I have no idea what's going on but she cancelled supper. Something must have happened or she's upset about something. See if you can get ahold of Jor... uh, dad and see if he can get in touch with her"

DJ looked at their father "Dad she's not answering Marc. He's at her place he said she told him to stay at the dorm tonight"

"She's not answering my calls either. Come on let's get over there and see what's going on. Marc needs us and so does Jordy."

"What did you do Dad she was fine earlier when I talked to Marc he'd talked to her right before that ."

"I don't know what's going on. She told me she can't do this and hung up. Maybe her memories are getting to her."

Marc opened the door for the two men he resembled but hardly knew."Mom hasn't answered me yet and her doors locked. And everything I tried didn't work"

"Are you ok Marc?" Jordan asked as he made his way toward the back bedroom.

"Jor-Uh Dad she's never like this. Something really upset her. I've never seen her this way . Why would Mom tell me everyone would be better without someone like her and she was never good enough for someone like you .I don't understand "

"I think some things from the past might have upset her earlier. Its far too complicated to go into at the moment. Do you have a spare key to the room?"

Marc rolled his eyes at his father "Are you serious right now ?If I had a fucking key I would've opened the fucking door already. I tried a butter knife it didn't work .I thought about kicking it in but it's Mom not a good idea"

"DJ go get in the trunk and get my toolbox out. I have a screwdriver in there. We can use it to take the door knob off and get in there."

DJ nodded but Marc stopped him "She keeps a tool box in the kitchen under the sink. I didn't think of a screwdriver. I'll grab it along with the crowbar just in case " Marc explained watching his brother look around helplessly

"That'll work"

Marc grabbed the tool box and hurried back to his father "You know she's gonna go off on me if I bust this fucking door in right ? "

"That doesn't matter right now. I'll tell her it was me so she can be mad at me instead of you"

"Dude how long has it been since you were at the end of one of her freak out sessions? She's gonna fucking lose her shit. " Marc told him as Jordan dug out the screwdriver

"It doesn't matter right now. Let's just get to her and make sure she's okay"

Marc watched as Jordan popped the door open with the crowbar and screwdriver with ease.

The sight that greeted Marc broke his heart. Spinning to face his father who apparently was right on his heels. Marc spun on his father glaring at him

"I don't know what the fuck you said or what the fuck you did but you need to fucking fix this .Do you fucking see her !? " Marc shouted as his nostrils flared

In the corner of the bed sat his mother curled into a ball staring out the bedroom window.