Finally, the day was over. Rachel packed up her stuff quickly. She wrote a note to Kim explaining everything that had happened with Chris and left. On her way home she dropped the note through Kim's door.
She unlocked her door and screamed.
Chris was sitting at the bottom of her stairs, waiting for her. The whole house was a tip, as he had trashed it. Almost everything was broken. The neighbours heard her scream.
When three large men appeared in the doorway, Chris realised it was his time to leave. He jumped up from where he was sitting and he ran down the road. The neighbours helped Rachel to calm down, then encouraged her to call the police. Rachel explained everything to the police who promised to come round as soon as they could.
Rachel thanked her neighbours, and they left her. She shut and locked the door. Then she went upstairs to her bedroom. She realised that her photo of Eddie had been cut up into thousands of tiny pieces and sprinkled onto her pillow. Tears sprung to her eyes instantly.
She wiped them away, then began to pack a bag. She gathered all her belonging that were not damaged and put them into a bag. As she was carrying her bag to the door, the doorbell rang. She unlocked the door and opened it.
Two police officers stood on her doorstep. They entered and began to assess the damage. Rachel answered all their questions. The police then asked Rachel to move out of her house for a few days, while they did forensic tests and so they could catch Chris. They wanted to be sure he had done all the damage, and they needed Rachel to be somewhere he wouldn't know, so he couldn't hurt her.
Rachel picked up her bag and left the police at her house with a spare key. She popped to her neighbours' houses to ask them to keep an eye on her house. She was scared that someone would try to break in. Her neighbours agreed and wished her well.
Rachel got into her car, with her bag, and drove. She didn't know where to go. There were very few places that Chris wouldn't try to find her. Then it came to her, Eddie.
He had invited her over, and she might be able to stay with him. It would mean that she would have to explain everything, but that didn't matter. Not right now.
Rachel pulled up outside Eddie's hotel and got out of the car. She grabbed her bag and entered the huge building. As she reached the front desk she felt nervous.
"Erm… hi." Rachel said.
"Hello. How can I help you?" The receptionist asked brightly.
"I am looking for a Mr Eddie Lawson. Would you be able to tell me his room number?" Rachel asked, smiling pleasantly.
"I'm sorry honey. Confidentiality and all that, we are not allowed to give out personal information about our guests. Would you like us to send him a message or call his room to see if he can meet you down here?" The receptionist said kindly.
Rachel nodded. The receptionist smiled brightly and picked up the phone. She dialled and it began to ring. While it was ringing, she asked Rachel a few questions.
"What is your name?"
"Rachel Mason"
"And why do you need to speak so urgently with Mr Lawson?"
"It's a personal matter. I would rather not discuss it." The receptionists smile faltered slightly.
"I see…" She said knowingly.
After a couple more questions, the phone was answered.
"There is a Rachel Mason waiting for you in reception in regards to a personal matter that she wishes to discuss in private. Could you please come to meet her here as soon as possible." The receptionist said down the phone. After a while the receptionist hung up and turned to Rachel once more. "If you would like to take a seat Mr Lawson will be with you shortly."