#WritcoPoemPrompt11
The days were unending as were the nights,
She waited and waited and waited,
But there seemed no hope in sight…
her phone rang,
but didn't pester to pick up.
It rang. And rang. And rang.
Until she snatched up the phone and put it close to her ear.
Whispers. Movement. Noises.
Seems to be through Marla's ear,
as she heard:

"Marla..... Come..... Help....... Branwen...... Hurry."
The phone line went dead,
as her heart seem to beat fast.
A loud knock clattered through the door,
it startled Marla,
as she slowly open the door and saw Branwen looking at her with a grin spreading through her face....