InsaneJournal

Who: Evie
What: Narrative of finding out that Jack has left.
Where: D1, mostly
When: Right after finding out that Nicky is no longer in the hospital.
Warnings: Swearing.

The moment she was finished talking to Nicky, Evie was jamming her feet into a pair of sneakers and heading for the door, swearing at her oldest brother under her breath. Jack was a fucking idiot sometimes, but she hadn't thought he was so bad to let the hospital restrain Nick and put him in the psych ward. Who did that to their own family? She pounded up the stairs two at a time, prepared for some serious yelling and to do whatever damage she could with a broken hand. She banged heavily on the door several times with her left hand. "JACK HOLLIS, OPEN UP RIGHT NOW!"

There was no response. He might have been out, but Evie thought it more likely that he didn't want to face her. They had just gotten on almost-civil terms and now he had to know how badly he had fucked that up. Snarling in frustration, Evie aimed a kick at the door and stomped back down to 1202, climbing out the window to the fire escape as nimbly as she could. Getting up to D1 was a piece of cake after that. The window was locked and she felt no qualms about breaking it with her cast-protected hand. Jack could fucking deal with it. She unlocked the window from the inside and pushed it open, not even bothering to look in the apartment as she climbed inside, muttering darkly. "--fucking grow a pair, Jackie, how did you get to be such a fucking--"

The rest of the sentence was lost when she turned and saw the apartment.

Nothing. No furniture. No decorations. Nothing on the walls. The whole place was empty. Evie's anger rose dangerously as she walked around for a couple minutes, looking for some sort of note or indication of what had happened. But she found nothing. It was like Jack Hollis had never been here and there was certainly no sign that he had cared at all for his siblings or their well-being.

Evie had his cell phone number, but she didn't bother calling him. If he couldn't deal with all of this, she very well could. She had been taking care of herself most of her life and she could take care of Nicky too. Not a problem. It was just a matter of finding her remaining brother now, wherever that stupid redhead had stashed him.