Feeling Empty

“What are you doing right here Lucy?”.

I whispered my question with panic and worry written all over me.

“Shush!”.

She placed a finger on my lips, signaling me to keep quiet.

I was impatient to know the reason why she had risk her life just to find me in my cell.

“What are you doing here?”.

I whisper my question yet again with concern and worry, but she only took my hand, dragging me back into my cell that my back hit gently on the wall of the cell.

She hurriedly went for the door and slammed it lock in a gentle manner like no one had tamper with it previously.

I faced her again, looking into her eyes in a questioning way cause I was confused.

“Can you just tell me the reason you have to risk your life to come all the way here because of me huh?”.

I yelled in annoyance at her behavior from the sudden rage burning within me.

I wasn’t ready to loose anyone close to me so seeing her here was hurting my feelings so bad.

She was my best friend and I was grateful to have her as one because