CH 1
Set sometime in s9. Told from Haley's perspective.
DUNPHY HOUSE
"Shit"
I jump from my bed, scrolling through Instagram on my phone, trying my best to stay calm. My mom and dad are upstairs, watching a movie together, Luke is out with friends, and Alex is at college. Whilst I love having a room on its own separate floor, excluded from the rest of the family, it can get eerily quiet down here. Being alone with my thoughts is quite a scarier concept than I had anticipated, and tonight is particularly frightening.
It's one of those rare occasion where Los Angeles actually gets rain, and every raindrop saturating the plants, and tree branch swinging against the window, sounds like it's either going to cause a flood, smash the glass, or, worst of all, cause the power to go out. I stare out the window, focusing on my breath. You got this Hales, I try to reassure myself. I lay my head down on the bed.
'Ring'
"Ahhh!"
The sound of my phone ringing freaks me out so much, my heart starts spiking up again. I stare up at the ceiling, moving my hand around the donna cover, feeling for the phone. I pick it up and discover the caller.
This was scarier than the thunderstorm, with the howling of the winds seeming almost inviting now. When I saw the name, I would have gladly stood out in the rain than answer it. Still, something in me kept focusing on the call. My hands were shaking as I debated whether to answer or decline.
I hesitated on what to do. The phone keeps ringing in my hand, echoing throughout the whole basement. I decide to bite the bullet and do it. I take a deep breath.
"Hi, Andy."