It took a while for me to hear the voices in the room. “I can’t believe he did that.” It was Nancy. The next second, I heard the key being shoved in and then, the lid was finally opened. The light streamed into the place where only a second ago, I’d worried I’d never be set free from.
“Roxanne.” Concern and worry spread across her face as she helped me out. “Are you okay?”
“N-no.” My hands still shook as I got out and stood, leaning heavily against her. I felt like I was going to pass out any second and my vision was slightly blurred, the aftershock still hadn’t worn off.
“What happened?” She whispered, clutching me tightly to her side. I shook my head, not wanting to relive the fear. It was then that my vision cleared. On the other side of the room was Drew…and standing next to him was the person I’d trusted.
“How could you?” I whispered. He had heard me.
“Do not call me that,” I hissed and took a step forward. “You don’t have the right to call me that or any other nickname because I’m done with you.”
“Overreacting?!” I shouted, my voice gaining more strength as I glared down at Jensen. He acted like he was innocent, like he wasn’t the cause of the anxiety attack that I’d just experienced. “Well why don’t I lock you up in that exact same coffin and leave you there with no clue of when you’ll get out!”
Jensen opened his mouth to say something but his words were cut short by the sudden burst of thunder that had my heart twist in unease inside of my chest. Nancy winced by my side but whispered into my ear, sounding pained, “Are you okay?” I hadn’t realized the crushing force with which I’d gripped her hand. Opening my eyes, I took in a deep breath and nodded. Then with one look at him, I said, “I want to leave.”
“I know that you’re mad about what happened but cutting our friendship off because of it?” He looked desperate; like the ‘friendship’ we had was really important to him. He didn’t know anything about being a good friend.
“You don’t know what I went through in there. And you never will. So just do me a favor and leave me alone.”
Now it was Nancy and Drew’s turn to jump in. They both knew me well enough to know that I was good at holding a grudge, they’d seen me do it quite a few times over the years. But now they had even more reason to butt in – Jensen was one of their best friends.
Drew quickly suggested, “Maybe you should just give her some time Jensen; to calm down. Right?” Drew shot me a pleading look; he didn’t want this gang to fall apart and that was understandable but I could never be friends with a liar.
“No. This is it.” With one cold glare in Jensen’s direction, I stumbled out of the room with Nancy to support me. I didn’t hear any footsteps behind me. No one pulled me away and tried convincing me otherwise. I guess a part of me still hoped he’d come after me…but I promised myself that I would never again believe in Jensen, and this was a promise I’d keep till the end.