TW: Mentions of suicide
**Reneé POV**
Claire sent me a really weird text while I was on stage, I didn't see it until a few minutes ago. I tried to call her but she didn't answer and I'm starting to get worried. I want to call Jane and ask her to go over there but I don't want to seem like a psycho, I don't even know if she knows what happened between us. I think about it for 15 minutes and maybe against my better judgment, I decide to call her.
"Hello?" she answers quickly, thank god.
"Hey, it's Reneé. Are you in LA right now?"
"I know, I saved your number. I am in LA, yeah. Why?"
"Claire sent me a really weird text and she isn't answering my calls. I checked the cameras and she's home, her car is in the driveway. Will you go over there and check on her?"
"Uhm, yeah. What the fuck?"
"It's probably nothing, her message was just really fucking weird and I'm kind of scared. Call me when you get there and I'll give you the code to get in"
"Okay, I'm leaving right now" I hear her keys jingling in the background.
We hang up and I lock the door to my dressing room, pacing back and forth as I wait for her to call me back. Luckily, she lives close by so it shouldn't be too long. What is going on? I have a really bad feeling about this.
"Reneé?" Adam knocks on the door.
"I'm naked" I lie, hoping he won't ask me to open the door.
"Are you ready to go?" he asks urgently. I'm supposed to do a meet and greet in 3 minutes.
"Almost" I lie again.
"We need you like...now" he huffs, seemingly annoyed.
"I need another 10 minutes" I tell him. I don't get an answer, so I assume he walked off. After an agonizing 7 minutes, my phone finally rings.
"Hello?" I say frantically.
"I'm here, what's the code?"
"774723" I hear the door unlock and open.
"Okay, I'm in" she says.
"Go upstairs and see if she's in our room. It's the first door to the right at the top of the stairs"
"I know which one it is" she tells me. I hear her footsteps on the stairs as she walks up them.
"Claire?" she says softly on the other line as I hear our bedroom door creek open.
"She's not in here, dude" Jane tells me, starting to panic "hang on, let me check the bathroom"
"CLAIRE? Oh my fucking god! No, no, noooo" I hear her scream. What?
"What? What happened?" I ask, frantically. I am on the verge of tears at this point.
"I gotta go, I'll call you right back" Jane says before she hangs up. I try to call her back but she sends me straight to voicemail. I have a really bad feeling about this, what the fuck is going on? I sit down on the couch as tears stream down my face.
"Reneé, we're running out of time. We need you to get out here" I hear Adam yell from the other side of the door. I march over to it and whip it open.
"I can't," I cry "something's wrong with Claire"
"What?" he looks confused.
"I don't know what's going on but something is wrong. I just need to go back to the hotel" I tell him. It's clear he can tell how worked up I am and doesn't push, he just nods and walks off. I feel bad, but I cannot do this right now.
