Eve
"CB!" I yell for the umpteenth time "Come on, girl, cut me some slack and open the damn door!"
Silence.
I count to twenty in my head. One, two, three,...nineteen, twenty. No answer.
"Shane, come on bro, stop acting like a sulky kid and open the door man."Michael is trying the same with Shane down the hall.
One, two, three, four...His only response is to turn up the music.
Ugh...the Macarena. Seriously, what is with that guy?
My mobile rings and I flip it open impatiently. "What's up?"
"Were you planning on coming into work at all today or am I going to have to fire you? Again."
Crap. It's Ollie.
"Bit busy, Ollie, family cri-"
But he cuts me off.
"What is that tasteless music in the background? The Macarena? I never thought you would sink that low, Eve, please!"
"I don't need your shit right now, Oliver. Do some work yourself for a change."
I hang up on him without waiting for his response. Damn. I'm going to pay for that but oh well, CB's more important than my physco vamp boss' hurt pride.
My mobile rings again and I throw it down the stairs in frustration. Luckily, Michael caught it before it hit the floor.
"Thanks, babe" I smile at him, no energy left to tease him
"No problem" he says, leaving the offending phone on the floor next to Shane's door.
He crawls over to sit next to me and puts his arm around me.
"Don't worry darling. This'll all blow over soon."
"I hope so" I say, leaning in to kiss him.
We're interrupted by the sound of a window slamming shut in Claire's bedroom.
"Claire? What's with the window? You okay in there?"
One, two, three, fuck this! What's Claire done now?
"Michael! I know you don't want to knock doors down but..."
He understands perfectly and breaks the wood of the door with one punch. He puts his hand through the hole and unlocks the door.
To reveal an empty room, an open closet stripped of all of Claire's belongings and the open window.
Oh shit.