I haven't really gone over this Chapter so sorry if there are tons of mistakes!
& I'm sorry for not updating lately, too many excuses. :) PLUS I'm working on a new story that I think is different and interesting.. In a good way!
So I will try to upload more of this before I upload my new story. Until then, have a fantastic weekend everyone and enjoy. <3
Moments later we were sitting down at a warm Cafe, Mason and I had gotten our drinks and we were now facing each other. It was pretty late but I shoved the thought of my father's disapproval out of my head and replaced it with my curiosity towards Mason.
"Talk." I commanded as I faced him. There was a lot he needed to explain.
"Where should I start.." he asked, running his finger across the rim of his drink.
"How about how the heck you know James??" I questioned, not bothering to hide my curiosity.
He chuckled. "Well I'm guessing by now you've figured out James is a boxer?" He asked, I thought back to him having boxing gloves around his neck, and I nodded yes. "We used to box together." he added.
"Then why did it seem like you didn't like him?" I asked.
"Is it that obvious?" Mason asked, giving a shy smile. I chuckled and nodded yes. "That's because James and I haven't had the best... history together."
I crinkled my nose, "You make it sound like you two were dating, and broke up on a bad note."
Mason let out yet another deep chuckle, "No. Not like that..." he said, slowly looked around for a second before looking back at me and asking, "Do you remember that nasty rumor going around about me?"
Suddenly reminded about the whole stabbing thing, I gulped and nodded, hesitantly replying. "Y-yeah. Why?"
"Well that was James."
My eyes widened, "YOU STABBED JA-"
Before I could finish Mason had leaned across the table and covered my mouth so the rest of what I said came out muffled.
"Shh. Don't shout so loud." He whispered.
My eyes remained wide but my breathing slowly began to relax.
"Are you OK now?" Mason asked.
I relaxed my face and nodded, slowly he removed his hand from my mouth. "OK good." He replied.
I avoided eye contact and instead nodded then took a sip from my hot chocolate, trying to cover my uneasiness.
"So.. You.. er.. stabbed James?" I asked, inching back in my seat. He noticed and a hurt look spread across his face.
"What do you think?" He asked, his tone still quiet but slightly harsher.
"I already told you..." I mumbled. I didn't think he did it. But I was starting to change my mind, he was acting very suspicious.
"Well I'm not suppose to tell you, and I would be in big trouble if anyone found out you know what I'm about to tell you. So don't tell anyone, OK?" He commanded.
I nodded and stared at him waiting.
"... James framed me."
"What happened?" I asked.
Mason looked around and took a deep breath as his mind wandered back to the night of the fight.
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