GRIEF: SHATTERING DISPLAY

Fay ran out of the car, the second it stopped in front of Ace's gate.

She walked up to the gate, and began to bang furiously on it.

Cam, who was close to the gate, drew closer, even before Frank, the gate guy, stepped out.

"Who is there?" Cam called out.

Fay didn't respond. She just kept on banging.

Cam peeped through a hole, and his heart skipped a beat when he saw it was Fay.

Swiftly, he opened the gate, and she dashed past him into the house.

"Who is—"

"It's Fay," Cam interrupted Frank, as he made his way towards the house.

Cade was just behind him too, both faces, contorted with worry.

Fay ran straight to Ace's room, and locked the door behind her with its key.

She walked up to his bed, and plopped on it.

Dropping her face on her palm, she searched her emotions for what she felt.

At the forefront was anger. Raw intense anger that consumed her entire being.