Chapter 26

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I haven't really gone over this Chapter so sorry if there are tons of mistakes!

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Chapter 26

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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