The Phone Call

"Yo?!" You answer.

"Let me speak to your dad." a gruff voice rudley asks.

You sigh heavily.

"YO DAD! GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE!" you scream.

You dad makes his way down the stairs... He's just woken up. He snatches the phone off you.

"Hello?" he answers.

You hear a voice from the phone and look up at your dad. He looks pale and scared. You jump up and grab the phone from your dad.

"Hey listen, your voice is quite scary so shut up for a while, okay?!" you ask, teasing your dad.

Your dad doesnt even turn to you. He just carries on looking forward. He's frozen. Great, you think, who's cooking tonight?

"Just remember. Seven days..."

"What?!" You ask, horrified, "Seven days for what?!"

"I'm guessing you'll have to see..."

The phone goes dead. Who the hell was that. You look at your dad. He seems scared. Obviously.

"Seven days until what?!" You ask him.

He swallows and you se the lump run down his throat.

"Seven days... We need to get out of here. Pack your bags!" he commands, making his way uo the stairs.

"What? WHY?!" You call after him.

"JUST DO IT!!!" he yells.