Helanie:
Jenny never said anything and just remained sitting, watching my face. It was the most awkward few minutes of my life. For a moment, I felt like she knew I was lying to her.
And that she knew all my truths.
But then Lamar arrived with Lucy, and Jenny’s attention was diverted from me.
"Let me take you to your room," Lucy spoke politely to Jenny. Ever since the rejection, Lucy had changed a lot.
She was like her old self—the one who was always loving and happy to help everyone around her. Thankfully, she stopped saying Gavin’s name. But the sad part was that she was pushing herself too hard to act normal. It’s fine to let the pain linger for a while instead of just hiding it.
The rest of the day was full. I didn’t go for dinner, and neither did Lamar and Lucy. We were all tired, and since we had lunch late, we just went to bed early.
I had gone deep into sleep when I began to hear some whispers. They were the whispers that a distraught person would let out. I yawned and stretched in bed, opening my eyes and sitting up to narrow my eyes at the window in front of me. It was behind Lamar’s bed.
The room was so dark that I could barely see anyone else. However, soon my body began to feel terror when a body fell from the top of the building.
It went down right before my eyes, and I froze in horror.
As I pushed harder and opened my mouth to scream, I heard my voice echo like the entirety of the tenth floor.
"Helanie!" A hand woke me up, making me realize I was sitting in my bed with my mouth wide open and no sound coming out of it.
"Lamar—I saw—someone fall from the floor above ours," I said, and he frowned, quickly holding a glass of water for me.
"The ninth floor is basically just a rooftop and no one goes there. And there was no one that fell down. You had a nightmare," he comforted, but I felt so uneasy. I turned my head for some reason to check on Lucy and found her peacefully sleeping in her bed.
"Okay, you need to tell me what is going on with you," Lamar insisted as he held my purple sweater for me. I wore it but stayed in my bed. He sat down under the same blanket with me.
"It is nothing," I replied, feeling so vulnerable for keeping so many secrets within me.
"You need to trust someone at least. Tell me," he insisted again, and I realized he wasn’t going to let me go until I confessed to something at least.
"It is the—" My words got cut off when my phone beeped, and so did Lamar’s and Lucy’s at the same time.
"What is that?" Lamar frowned, matching the notification with mine.
It was a text from Penn to all of us.
I checked the time, realizing it was only 11:35 p.m.
"Why is he sending us a group text?" Lamar opened the text, and so did I.
Penn: Come to the Blue Road.
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