Behind closed doors

Chapter 4

(Third)
It's been two weeks since Daryl let Paul go stay with his parents. He's still calling 4 times a day to check up on Paul's movements and what he's been saying to them.
Paul answers his phone "hello Daryl"
"I'm coming to pick you up I'll be there in 10 minutes" Daryl spoke sloping over the greeting and just getting right to the point "oh uh okay sure" "don't get this confused with a question because it's not" 

Paul walked down the stairs "good morning" his mom and dad stayed "oh yeah good morning... sorry to say but Daryl's picking me up he's going to be here in 5 minutes" "what are you talking about just out of nowhere he's picking you up" my dad huffed I nodded in return "you don't have to go with him" my mom said in here worried tone as she put her hands on my shoulders "I have to hell get mad... honestly it was surprising he even let me stay a week with you guys"

Paul looked out the window and saw Daryl just down the road. "Goodbye" he called and walked out of the house and to the edge of the street Daryl pulled up and tossed Paul a helmet. Which out a word Paul put it on and got on the bike holding on tight Daryl drove off they were silent the whole drive.

Hey guys I know this is a short chapter sorry