Chapter 41: Rampage
"OPEN THIS GODAMN DOOR!"
Wendy drops her book in shock. She was right in the middle of a good part of her book and the sound of this...man screaming nearly gave her a heart attack. It had been a quiet night for the maid since Mr. Hockley took her place at escorting Miss Rose to the dinner. She went to a small café in the hotel for dinner and read her books as the sun went down. She was taken in by the beauty of the city and tried to practice writing some poetry. She had basically been reading ever since.
As she approaches the door, she recognizes the man's voice. He's yelling at someone down the hall telling him to shut up and he can yell if he damn well wants to. Wendy doesn't really want to open the door as she fears for her own safety. She grabs a glass bottle from the nearby desk and holds it beside her, prepared for anything.
She reluctantly opens the door.
"M-Mr. Hockley?" she asks timidly.
Cal shoves his way inside, pushing the door and Wendy away from him. He's red in the face, his eyes have this wild, unstable look in them. His hair is no longer gelled and he's covered it what seems to be dirt.
He begins tearing up the room, flipping over a table and turning up the bed covers. Wendy is paralyzed in fear, confused and very upset that Mr. Hockley's rampage will hurt her or someone else.
"WHERE IS SHE?!" he barks at the maid. "WHERE IS SHE?!"
"Miss Rose?" Wendy asks quietly.
"Yes, Miss Rose," Cal yells. He kicks the nearest object which happens to be a nightstand with the telephone on it, causing everything to go clattering to the floor. "Where is she?"
"I-I don't know sir."
"Don't you lie to me!" he yells.
"I-I'm not sir..." Wendy was afraid this might happen. When Rose takes off for the sunset, towards freedom, of course, Wendy would be asked by many people if she knew anything about it. It was something she had yet to discuss with Rose, she feared that she would lose her job. However, now it wasn't just her job, it was her life.
"You're lying!" Cal hollers. "You knew something. The minute I turn my back, she's running away like a thief in the night. Now I discussed with Mrs. Bukater how concerned I was that you had become so close, but now I believe that you know something. Women always keep secrets for one another... One of the most annoying and stupid traits they carry!"
Cal suddenly spies the book that Wendy dropped in shock. He picks up the book and rips it in half.
"NO!" Wendy shrieks.
"You and your useless shit about being equal. Your equal pay, your education, your rights. You'll never be equal to a man, you've always been the weakest of the species and as long as men run this world, you will always be nothing, but worthless pieces of..."
"Please, sir!" Wendy begs. "I don't know where she is..."
Cal collars Wendy against the wall. The maid doesn't even have time to bring the bottle up to protect herself. Wendy doesn't even have time to scream he does it with such force that she gasps for air.
"Where is she?" he hisses in her face.
Wendy can smell the liquor on his breath, it's overwhelming that the maid just might vomit from it.
"I-I swear sir I don't know..." Wendy says, tears streaming down her face.
"I...don't...believe...you..." Cal hisses, his voice eerily calm. Wendy can only cry as she is in the arms of a madman.
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