Chapter 2: Uncommon Reaction

She received various stares as she made her way through the hall to their meeting place. Silas opened his mouth to speak but closed it immediately upon Xavier's approach. Everyone's stares confused her, "what's wrong?"

"As if you didn't know," someone began, "you have a hell of a lot of nerve coming here after what you did."

She looked at the one who had made the comment, some kid she didn't recognize. "Who the hell are you? What the hell are you talking about? I don't even know you!"

He opened his mouth as if he were about to speak but Silas refrained him, shouting, "Woah, woah take it easy, she doesn't know you. Down boy, down, stay. Good boy. The least she deserves is a proper explanation."

"Damn right, what the hell is he accusing me of?"

"It's not him that started it, it was actually…Xavier," he replied, shifting his eyes to the ground. "He claims you…attacked him." She gazed at him in disbelief. "There's more. He hasn't told anyone but us yet. Whether it's because he doesn't believe it himself or he figures the police won't believe it is beyond my knowledge right now."

"He thinks I attacked him?" she replied, her mouth agape, "that is the most ridiculous thing I have ever heard."

"That's what I thought until last night," Xavier stood behind her, whispering closely in her ear. Shauna jumped nearly a foot in the air, "What are you doing? Trying to give me a heart attack? I was in the hospital I'm sure when this so called attack occurred." She looked him over. He had red cuts down his arms to match the black eye under his choppy hair.

"Are you seriously suggesting that I did all that to you? You nonetheless. Not some random weak idiot off the street, you?" He rolled his eyes and was about to respond when Silas came in, "Can we just get on with the explanations and quit with the accusations for the moment?"

"Yes, I would like to know exactly what happened," Shauna claimed, giving him a stern look. He looked between the two of them before he began leading them to a quieter, less crowded part of the hallway. "It started off when I woke up. Previously, I had been sleeping. I woke up because I felt like I was in an uncomfortable position. Needless to say, I found myself indeed in an uncomfortable position. I was..tied to a chair in our garage. I couldn't breathe through my mouth because of the gag and I saw you standing there."

"Are you sure it wasn't just the bad lighting in the garage at night?" She asked, pausing for a moment for a response.

"No, I'm pretty sure of what I saw, unfortunately." He continued, "You-"

"She," Shauna corrected. "She," he continued, "picked up a knife and said, 'Guess what? You're the witness who lived,' and proceeded to cut me."

"You expect me to believe that I somehow dragged you into the garage without you waking up?" she asked skeptically. "No, I was drugged from my drink." Shauna continued to stare at him, "I mean that someone drugged my drink and I was unconscious." Her face remained confused. "Okay then, how did I manage to get inside your house, drug your drink, drag you out of bed, get you to the garage without leaving a trail of sweat and blood, and tie you to a chair? And all without waking any parents or brothers?"

"That's the problem," he hesitated, "I can't think of anything." Shauna shifted her eyes to the ceiling to think. "What if, someone is unconscious of doing it?"

"From what was said I don't actually think it would be possible for you to do most of that so easily. There would have to be a better explanation than that," Silas concurred. Xavier nodded his head, "I definitely agree, I don't think it was her who did that."

She looked at him confused, "but I thought you said..."

"Keep in mind the tone I was using when I said that. And the way I approached you," he reminded her. "Ah yes, I should be well familiarized with your cynical tone," she replied relieved.


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