"Who's here ?" I asked her. She looked down at the hall. Then back at me " Ben ". Her voice sounds hollow and void of emotion , like she had clicked onto auto-pilot. Rushing out, I looked out , but no one was there. " How do you know ?" I asked and she pulled up her phone. The last caller was his name. " That's who you've been speaking to , you've been gone ages ". Getting hold of her wrist, I pulled her inside. Then shut the door behind her, both Flex and Harry were sitting up with looks of concern.
Sitting her down gently on the edge of Harry's bed , I sat across from her on Flex's. " What's going off ?" Harry asked. His colour was starting to come back and he looked more alert , better than yesterday. " Ben's her abusive douchebag ex , it's why she's here. She left her last school bec
