Drawing Voices

What Chapter Nineteen?

Lola's P.O.V

The noise stopped for a matter of seconds until the banging noise erupted again causing the house to stir."Dan who the fuck is that?" I whispered shuffling closer towards him and grabbing his arm to keep me safe."I have no fucking clue. Whoever this dude is he isn’t cool." Dan said wrapping me up into his arms whist we both just stared at the door from Dan's bed, both too scared to answer although we knew someone was going to have to do it because whoever is banging the door is going to break it down. 

""HURRY!" Came a loud distinctive voice from outside. Dan hesitantly got out of bed and made his way to the door slowly as the banging noise sped up. He turned the latch of the inside lock and moved the door open. His face turned red and his eyes grew bigger. "GOD! I THOUGHT WE WERE GETTING BURGLED. WHAT THE HELL SOPHIE?" Dan screamed with anger. The relief rushed through my body as he said her name. 

"Well you should have been faster because Ralph's got himself in to a whole heap of trouble and we need you quick." Sophie said grabbing Dan's hand, pushing him through the door and slamming it shut behind him. Before I had a chance to feel neglected Dan knocked on the door again. I slipped my converse’s on and opened the door. "You coming?" he said offering his spare hand because the other was taken by Sophie. The three of us ran towards Sophie's car us all not realizing that we were still all connected together until we tried to get into the car; freeing our hands.

The car sped off. I sensed fear from Dan as well as we both watched Sophie’s driving skills. 

Soon later the car pulled up to Ralph's house. It was a plain brick building with four old fashioned windows that were tightly blocked by thick looking curtains. He was obviously someone who like his privacy as you could not see into the house.

"We're here." Sophie shouted through the letter box.

The door opened. There stood Ralph's friend Ben. "He's in the kitchen." Ben said, his face flushed looking as he pointed towards the room in the far right of the house. I walked over thousands of empty beer bottles and plastic bags full of rubbish. You could tell that he had gone far enough to collect the rubbish together but not to empty it into a wheelie bin. It felt like someone had been hidden away in the house for years but it wasn’t like Ralph to do such a thing for a start he has been on tour with TKAK hasn’t he? The house smelt damp and feisty making me feel in desperate need of oxygen.  We walked through to the Kitchen; there stood Kate putting her hands on some one's shoulder. She moved herself away to reveal an unrecognizable Ralph but a recognizable someone else sitting on a chair with his back to me. 

I gasped in the unclean air and walked backwards on my past footsteps.