~Chapter 41~
Bang!
The loud sound shattered the silence, jolting upright from my slumber. My heart racing, I rubbed the sleep from my eyes, gazing towards the door.
The sudden noise had startled Aria too, and she muttered a soft "Shit! Two weeks already?" under her breath. She sprang to her feet, her movents urgent.
She cautiously approached her room door, her eyes fixed on the door as if anticipating another loud bang and it ca rapidly.
Quickly, I followed closely behind her, my senses on high alert. What was that loud sound?
The banging persisted, rapid and insistent. Soone was pounding on the front door with their fists.
I mistakingly bumped into Aria’s shoulder while she was slowly turning the handle of her room door, her eyes fixed on the gap between the door and the fra as she tried to peek into the living room.
"Sorry," I mumbled out to her, feeling a flush rise to my cheeks as she glanced at with narrowed eyes.
She pushed open the door wider, and the noises from the living room increased in volu.
The banging on the front door grew louder, more insistent, and the vibrations of each blow resonating through the floor beneath our feets.
"Open the damned door, you little shits!" Ca a booming voice from the other side of the door, the words a little muffled by the wood but still clear as day.
The guff voice, made flinch as whoever was on the other side of the door didn’t seem to care that they were being ignored; they kept banging and throwing out insults, their words dripping with malice.
Aria turned towards , an intense, serious gaze as she stared down at .
She was about to leave her room, to face whatever was on the other side of the door, but she hesitated, her hand on the door handle.
"You are gonna have to stay here, don’t co out of the room, no matter what, okay?" she said, holding my gaze for a long mont, perhaps willing to obey her.
I stared back at her, wondering why she didn’t want to go out with her?
This situation looked grave, and the person at the door was clearly wasn’t going to leave until the door was opened.
Aria’s eyes continued to bore into mine as she waited for my response. I could feel her anxiety radiating towards , making my own heart beat faster. Aria wasn’t an anxious person, even though we just t yesterday evening.
I could bet she was the most calm and collected when she wasn’t arguing with her twin.
"What’s happening?" I barely could my voice above a whisper. But Aria just sighed, her shoulders sagging in frustration.
She ran her hand through her dark locks, her eyes darting towards the door before returning to mine.
"Just so thugs, nothing much," Her tone was dismissive, she wasn’t telling the truth.
"Stay inside the room and don’t make a sound." Her expression told to drop the topic and listen to her, but I couldn’t shake the feeling that there was more to this situation than she was letting on.
Just then, I caught a glimpse of Frank walking out of his room, his eyes fixed on Aria with a mixture of concern and warning.
"Katya, tell you aren’t going to co out when you hear noises," Aria sounded urgent. She held my hands in hers, her grip tight, trying to convey the gravity of the situation through her actions.
We had just t yesterday, and now she was telling to hide in this room like a child. Why? Her explanation of "just so thugs" being outside didn’t add up to anything.
I felt frustrated and scared, unsure of what to do or what was happening. Aria gaze pleaded with to listen to her and stay safe.
But..but...I don’t want to a desl in distress.
"I don’t know," I said softly, I couldn’t promise what I knew I was going to do, because I was damned sure I was going to co out of the room the mont I thought things weren’t right.
And right now, things weren’t right. my legs were shaking according to the rapid banging and like a twisting pin had settled in the pit of my stomach, making my skin prickle with anxiety.
Aria blew out a tired breath but she muttered "Fair enough" under her breath. She knew I wasn’t going to keep my promise
She stepped out into the living room, closing the door behind her with a soft click. But not before she turned back to , her eyes seriously stern "Rember, Katya, don’t co out no matter what, this has nothing to do with you."
I nodded, we’ll see about that. The door closed, and I was left standing there, nervously tapping my foot on the ground.
The silence was oppressive, punctuated only by the sound of my own ragged breathing.
My eyes road over Aria room, trying to clear my head but nothing worked. I pressed my ears to the door, straining to hear what was going on in the living room.
At first, there was silence. Then, the sound of raised voices drifted through the door, making my heart skip a beat.
There were only two voices - Aria and Frank - and they were arguing. Their words were indistinct, but the tone was clear - angry, urgent, and desperate.
"Are you crazy, Aria?" Frank’s voice was the first thing I heard, his words dripping with concern.
There was a mont of silence, heavy with tension, before Aria’s soft voice ca.
"I’m not, I’m being logical" She replied, calmly and quietly as she paused, taking a deep breath before continuing.
"Tell , when has not opening the door ever made them go away? Frank, they’re going to break it down like they regularly do if we don’t open the God-damned door any mont from now." Her voice rose to a yell, caution and desperation etched in every word.
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