#dr whyte

“You’re closer!”

“And???”

Ben clicked his tongue, pausing the game once he hit a combo, his tv permanently stuck on what could be the final blow. He stood up, his baggy clothes sagging on his thin frame as he rushed over towards the ringing. He nearly cursed as he grabbed at the phone, finally stopping the ringing he held it to his ear.

“Hello?” The teenager scratched the back of his hair, sniffing as he did so.

“Ben? Is that you?”

Immediately, the teenager stood up, coughing to correct his already squeaky voice.

“Dr. Whyte?”

From the end of the line, there was a sigh of relief yet there was an edge to it. Checking on it closer, it sounded like she was whispering, almost???

“Hey-uh-what’s up? Are you okay?”

“Yes, I’m fine, uh-where is Stacy?”

“She’s on the phone with her friends, why? What's wrong?”

From the background, Ben could hear some slight movement and the sound of the don't close shut with the lock set in place.

“Ben, I want you to listen to me carefully.”

“Why? What's happening? Is Judy okay?”

There was a slight pause.

“I-I-She’s fine, but please listen to me, Ben. You need to get your sister, get dressed, pack whatever food you can, and run.”

Ben’s eyebrows frowned, face stuck in confusion.

“What? What are you talking about? What's going on?”

“Just-Just please listen to me, Ben. I know this is a lot but trust me when I say that you need to go!”

The sounds of sirens suddenly went off at the end of the line, effectively startling Ben in the process.

“You don't have much time, you just need to listen to me and hurry!”

The phone was cut off.

“Ben?”

The teenager looked over his shoulder to see his sister who was at the top of the stairs. She looks worried, only taking a moment to tell her friend on her phone that she’ll call her back before closing it.

“What’s wrong? Who is it?”

“Uh-”

Knocking was heard from the front door, the two siblings both looking over at it in shock. At first, it hadn't been bad, just simple knocks to garner attention from the people within. Soon enough, the doorbell was rung before the knocking was back on again, and the sound of a small argument was heard beyond the door.

“Ben?”

Ben slowly placed the phone back before he carefully went up the stairs, not keeping his eyes off of the door. He gulped, hearing the knocking get harsher with each passing minute; soon enough he was by his sister, grabbing her hand to lead her back.

“Ben? What are you doing?” She whispered, body slightly shaking as the knocking got worse.

Ben opened his mouth to tell her everything before a hard bang was given on the door. The two fell silent before another bang was heard, the door finally getting pushed ahead by sheer force alone.

Another one would surely break it down.

Ben’s grip on his sister tightened, he looked at her, eyes watering as he did so.