Drawing Voices

Hang Chapter Twenty Seven

"Come on Ralph. Let’s get you home" I said offering my hand as I stood up to try and pull him up with me.

"Lola. I don't think you understand." Ralph said refusing my hand. "I was going to kill you. How can you forgive me that quickly? I need to meet Max in a few hours’ time. Just before dawn. You go back home. I will be fine."

"Max" I spat. "The guy who raped me! Why the hell do you want to meet him?" I stopped to let myself catch my thoughts together. Then it hit me hard. He was going to murder Ralph wasn't he? "Oh no, I don't think that's a good idea. Do you?" 

"I do." Ralph said, acknowledging that I now knew what he meant.

I picked up my mobile and kept my eyes on Ralph making sure he was in safe hands. Should I call the police? I thought. No. they won't do much. I will call Dan.

The phone rang for quite some time.

"Come on Dan. Answer your fricking phone."

Dan's P.O.V

I lay myself down on top of the duvet covers staring at the ceiling when my phone began to vibrate. (Cheeky) 

I jumped off the bed and ran to the door where my mobile was charging.

A photo of Lola with her waffles the photo she took on that first time we spent together, flashed up on the screen. I gave no hesitation and picked up the phone.

"Lola?" I breathed out hoping she was alright.

"Don't ask any questions. Get your ass down to the woods now. Just do it for your friend." 

Before I had any time to say anything more the phone buzzer beeped. She had ended the call.

I was already still wearing my clothes so I slipped my white converses on, rubbed my eyes to wake myself up and made my way to the woods.

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There is something about woods that when you are on your lonesome self.

I carried on walking down the path when I heard Lola scream. "DAAAANNN QUICKLY"

I picked up my feet and began to run. Dunking my head under the sloping branches. Running towards the direction of where the sound was coming from.

When I approached there was the guy who owned the house, the guy who was on Jeremy Kyle, and the guy who I blame everything for. He was there strapping Lola to a tree next to an already ducked tapped tree that had Ralph attached to it.

My mouth dropped. I looked up. There was a large thick rope dangling down with a small loop at the end.