Behind the walls ●ABANDONED●

Chapter 7

Chloe's point of view

"I am gonna kill him." I screamed at the ringing of the phone. Tom was rubbing my back in an attempt to soothe me but standing far enough away so he could run. *sorry I am not at the phone right now I might call you back, don't leave a message after the beep.* *beeeep* John's voice taunted as it rang down the phone.
"Hi John it is me Chloe, we really need to talk. Please call me back." I tried to be calm but was really mad out of my mind.
"Chlo-" I gave Tom a daring look to be careful with his next choice of words. He gulped, "Maybe John didn't take Maya?"
"Well, who could have." I gave up and flopped to the floor. "Let me call him one more time please."
"He won't answer."

I dialed his phone number one last time as it rang out. *sorry I am not at the phone right now I might call you back, don't leave a message after the beep.* *beeeep* I took a deep sigh before saying "Hey John please we really need to talk. It is about Maya. Please call me back." I flop back onto the sofa and Tom came to sit next to me.

John's point of view

That bitch ran away and Chloe won't leave me alone. I look down at my phone to see it ring again. I let it ring out as I watched my phone vibrate on the table before it went to voicemail once again.
"Hey John please we really need to talk. It is about Maya. Please call me back." Chloe's voice came through once again. Then it clicked, they were worried about Maya. Did she tell them. Anger consumed me as I called them back.

*Ring Rin-* "John why can you not pick up a stupid phone?" She screamed down the phone.
I screamed back "Where is Maya!"
"I don't know you tell me." She said this in such a matter of fact tone that I was so confused. What does she mean.
"Where is she." I plead most likely shocking her. "I miss her."
"No you miss her body." She snapped back at me, making me freeze. "Wait, so you don't have her."
"No." Chloe thought I would kidnap her.
"Where is she?" Her voice softens in defeat. I was shocked she believed me so quickly but glad so she wouldn't call the police.

Chloe must have been so sad to believe me almost straight away. She was blinded by fear for her friend I couldn't blame her though. I heard crying come down the line. It was soft but strained like she cried a whole river before adding a waterfall. Just as I was about to ask if she was ok the call ended. The empty ringing filled my ears.

Tobias point of view

That dick head. The audacity. I got up from my hunched over form as the pain subsided. I spun around on my heels facing Maya. He head hung low as I stalked over to her.

"Maya don't be like that." She flinched at the use of her name. I knelt down to her level.
"Maya look at me." I said as softly as I could at that moment. She didn't obey, turning her head further away from my gaze.
"LOOK AT ME." I couldn't hold back my anger and she wasn't making it any better. She slowly lifted her head to look at me. I raised my hand and slapped her on the face.

"DO AS I SAY NEXT TIME." she kept her head in its last position.
"IS THAT UNDERSTOOD?" She didn't look at me. Anger was coming of me like waves crashing against the walls. I punched her sure to leave a black eye. "IS THAT UNDERSTOOD?" She weakly nodded her head. I stood up and turned to the door, making sure to pinch the wall as I left.

I walked down the dark hall. Fuck. Why am I like this. I love her one moment and want to kill her the next. I need a fag, that will calm me down. I watch as the flame lights lightly dancing as if it is levitating. The smoke hits my cigarette and the smoke filters into my lungs. I instantly feel a sensation of calmness. It didn't last long. After my first couple of puffs my mind ran wild.

I walked over to my mini bar and grabbed a bottle of beer. I quickly took a swig. The taste of smoke mixing with alcohol creating a wired but familiar taste. Soon enough my worries pasted away, as did all my memories of what I did.

Max's point of view

As I was driving away in my car I was finally hit with realisation and guilt. I pulled over at the side of the road and sat there. I wanted to move but where would I go. It was as if unless my brain decided its destination everything else was shut down. The boy I once called a friend has went back on his word. What would have happened if I hadn't visible was something I didn't know nor wanted to know but what would have happened if I had stayed.