A War of Guns and Roses

Chapter 14

A/N

Oh my goodness! Yumm!

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If I had any hope that because of yesterday, maybe Xavier would treat me better, maybe he would actually talk to me, I was seriously mistaken.

Xavier was the same old stone slab. Saying as little words as he could and being as mean as he could. And I couldn't say that I hadn't hoped for him to have changed his attitude towards me. That I had expected something, not what he actually gave me; stone cold silence. He wasn't even being mean to me, he was just completely and utterly ignoring me as best as he could. As if he couldn't/didn't want to face me. Maybe he didn't want to acknowledge that he had been hurt yesterday because I might ask questions. Yah, pretty much wishful thinking.

And I couldn't say that it didn't hurt. That what he was doing now was completely fine with me. After my sudden confession to myself yesterday, I didn't know what to think. I didn't even know how I could like him if all he ever did was insult me. Sometimes I truly do not understand myself.

Eva noticed my drastic mood change from pleasantly happy to completely pissed off. But she didn't comment on it. She knew I would tell her when I was ready. Ivan was not very happy about me being all alone with Xavier. Ivan had walked in on us a little after Xavier had fallen asleep.

Ivan had this untold rivalry with Xavier and it seemed Blake, too. I convinced Ivan not to tell anyone about me and Xavier and after a lot of bribing, he agreed. So even Eva didn't know that Xavier and I were together the whole time after the prank.

School was cut short and they allowed everyone to go back home since it was already late and if they continued lessons, there would only be one last class that the students will have to attend before heading home.

Once Dad came home, he asked us how come we came home early. And like the innocent little girls that we were, Eva and I explained that someone had raised a false fire alarm and then cut the electric circuit short.

I think Dad suspects us though, from the way he gave me long and steely glances.

School, the next day, was the same old while the teachers and principal conducted a meeting in the assembly hall with all the students to threaten them to speak up, for whoever did the crime. As if anyone would actually come forward and admit that they are the ones who did it. I really didn't see the point of it.

I had expected Xavier to stay at home today since, c'mon, he had a freaking knife wound for gods sake. But he came to school and didn't talk to anyone at all. Not even Blake, from what I could see.

I saw him wince at moments when he had to bend or when his midsection was stretched, but he didn't complain nor did he take the day off from school. It was as if he was punishing himself...

Since Xavier's and my tuition class couldn't take place yesterday, he had to face the chemistry exam alone. But, surprisingly, he actually got a B+. And I had an inkling feeling that he did it for me, as a form of repayment and thanks for yesterday. But, this is Xavier, so I couldn't be sure.

We scheduled our class for today and when we met in the library, he didn't speak a word to me. Nothing. Not even insults. And astonishingly, that hurt me more than him being angry and crude to me.

He just handed me his chemistry paper and I understood the underlying meaning. He was asking me to teach him his mistakes. I explained everything to him, and as I explained, I could tell he was getting irritated and confused by the sudden pressure to understand everything. And there was the usual Xavier. He started asking me the meaning of everything numerous times and I ended up teaching him the entire chapter again.