We've only just begun (A TW FanFiction - Book 1)

Part Twenty-Nine

Claire's POV

*The next day*

I think I should go and see Rheanna. She seemed really upset yesterday and I just want to make sure that she is on. I go to her house and knock on the door, no body answers. Well I know that she's in because Lewis's cars there and why would they both go to the shops? I knock again, harder, but still no reply. "Rheanna? I know your in there!" I shout through the letter box, but still nothing. I go to walk off, when I hear a loud noise. I go to the window and look in, I can see Rheanna and Lewis arguing. I knock on the window and they both look at me startled. Then Rheanna comes to the door, she opens it just a crack, so that I could just see her face and nothing else. She looks really ill and tired.

"Are you ok?" I ask her.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Why wouldn't I be?" she asks me, with a quite clearly fake smile.

"Do you want me to come in? You look upset" I tell her. At that moment I hear someone whisper something.

"Who was that?" I ask curiously.

"I don't know, I've got to go now. Bye" Rheanna says, slamming the door in my face. There is defiantly something going on in that house and I plan to find out what it is. I turn around and back into the car, where Siva is waiting for me.

"Is everything ok?" he asks.

"Yeah." I lie.

Rheanna's POV

Claire came round to see if I was ok earlier and I am, I mean I think I am. It's all just a tiff, it will blow over soon enough. She knocked on the door and Lewis wouldn't let me open it. But then she knocked on the door and Lewis made me. Whilst I was talking to her, he was stood behind the door, just out of view, to make sure I didn't say anything I wasn't meant to. I know that Claire has her suspicions now, because she heard Lewis when he told me to get rid of her, sure she didn't know what it was, but I hope she figures it out, soon. I am sat on the sofa now this Lewis scowling at me.

"Tell your little friends not to come round in future!" he says harshly.

"Why?" I ask, curiously.

"What have I Told you about questioning me, Rheanna. Now go and wash the dishes!" he demands. There is nothing I can do. I'm stuck. I don't want to do all of the house work and everything, but if I try and tell him to do something, he just flips out. It's not fair. It's like I'm just his puppet and there's nothing I can do about it.

Rach's POV

I can't believe I was actually going to leave Max. He's the best thing that has ever happened to me. We go back to his place and we just sit there on his bed and cuddle.

"So Erm, Rach, why were you going to leave anyway?" he asks me nervously.

"Alright I'm going to be honest now Max, so don't get mad, but Maria paid me to leave" his face just drops

"What? Why?" he asks.

"Well you know that a lot has happened between me and her and well, she hates me?" I say

"Yeah? What is the deal with that? If you don't mind me asking"

"No, no. It's about time you found out" I say, taking a deep breath.