Where She Lies

Chapter 9: You Really Shouldn't Have

During the car ride we didn't talk for the most part. I just sat in the passenger seat and stared out the window as he drove. He broke the silence a few times by telling me that he'll be following me around the campus, even though I kept objecting. For being so smart you'd think he would know better than to walk around in broad daylight, but hey, that's his decision. I've already tried to stop him and it didn't work, so I'm not going to waste my breath even more than I already have. I step out of the car and onto the brick pavement and let the sun's rays soak into my skin. I sigh in satisfaction as Quinn jumps out of the now vacant vehicle.

"Okay," Quinn puts on a pair of sunglasses, "Where to?"

"The building on the far right," I point to a tall, tan colored building with four floors and windows everywhere, "That's where I have my classes at."

"Then let's go, shall we?" He says.

"Hey," I say as we start walking, "Where did you get those sunglasses from?"

Quinn's lips twitch upwards as if he wants to smile as he points his thumb back at the car, but he doesn't.

"They're Trevor's." Quinn states.

"Are you going to take everything that belongs to him or just most of it?" I snort.

"Eh," Quinn shrugs as we reach the building's front double doors, "We'll just have to wait and see."

We step through the entrance and as we do I sneak glances at Quinn's face to see if any emotion flickers across it, but none does. I walk down a set of hallways and one giant, marble staircase with Quinn following me. I keep looking back once in awhile to make sure that he doesn't stray away, after all, who says I trust him? That reminds me...

"Hey Quinn, I should probably mention that since I don't trust you entirely too much that I have two conditions if you're going to help me." I say without looking back.

After a few seconds of silence I get an uncomfortable feeling and turn back to notice that he's missing.

"Quinn?" My voice comes out barely audible.

I sigh and continue to walk towards an area that's more secluded. I'm almost ready to turn around the corner when I hear Andi talking to someone. I don't know why I stop, but I just do.

"You know what you did and you shouldn't have done it!" Andi shout whispers.

"What I did! What about what you did?" Wyatt's voice is close to shouting.

I cover my hand over my mouth to keep from gasping as I listen to their conversation.

"What I did was nothing compared to what you did," Andi sneers, "You gave your own brother a death sentence!"

"That's not the point," Wyatt sighs in frustration, "You vandalized someone's property!"

"I had a reason!" Andi shouts back at him.

"Well then, do tell." Wyatt snorts.

"I could've had a lead on Anna's death. I heard that she might've left behind a bunch of letters and so I did what I thought had to be done. I also left a warning for Kimberly to stay away because I was afraid that if she told me about what happened that I'd get nervous and give myself away." Andi sighs.

Wait a second, she broke into my house? Andi broke into my house!

"And did you find anything of interest?" Wyatt suddenly seems interested, all anger leaking out of his voice.

"Um, well, yes. I found out that she-"

"Hey Andi," A guy's voice comes, "Come on, you're going to be late for class!"

Andi stops telling her story to Wyatt, and since I know Andi so well I'm sure that she also gave him an apology smile.

"Sorry Wyatt, I have to go."

"It's fine." Wyatt sighs.

"I'm coming Gage!" Andi shouts and her voice slowly disappears as she runs to catch up with Gage.

I stand there for a few moments as thoughts rampage through my head. I nearly scream when someone spins me around by grabbing onto my shoulders. I breathe a sigh of relief when I realize that it's only Quinn.

"Where were you?" I whisper.

"I was looking around. Why are you whispering?" Quinn says.

I wince as I hear footsteps approaching from the other direction. I grab Quinn by the arm and drag him through the halls the opposite direction. Sadly that means that I'm running away from the direction of my class, but who cares, mine doesn't start for another hour so I'll be fine. I'll do anything to avoid running into Wyatt right now.

"What was that about?" Quinn asks once we stop in front of a random classroom.

"I'll explain it to you later once you know all the details that happened before you managed to um," I glance around to make sure nobody else can hear, "Escape."

"Okay, but that still doesn't explain why you were whispering or why you dragged me over here." Quinn crosses his arms and looks at me.

"I overheard Wyatt talking to Andi, who also happened to dorm with my sister."

"Anna?" He asks and his tone turns more sympathetic, something I wouldn't expect from him.

"Yeah. I guess you know that she was murdered, considering you were the one recently convicted with the charge - even though you're innocent."

"Yeah..."

"Yeah." I sigh.

"You should probably head over to your class." Quinn says.

"Why? There's an entire hour left before it starts."

"No there isn't, you were thinking of the wrong schedule. You were thinking about tomorrow even though you specifically flipped out because it's Friday. I guess you were just in a rush and you've been overwhelmed lately."

"Wait a second," I narrow my eyes at him, "How do you know my schedule?"

"I may or may not have stolen it from Trevor's car. I found it lying on the floor before I got out."

"And you didn't bother to tell me this?" I frown.

"Nope." He smiles and pops the 'p'.

"Screw you!" I yell as I race the other direction, hoping that I don't run into Wyatt on my way to class.

"You wish you could!" Quinn shouts back.

"Idiot." I mutter under my breath.

Luckily, I reach my class without running into Wyatt. Everything went smoothly and I took a good portion of notes throughout the class. I'm glad because I really like my english course and I want to keep my GPA fairly perfect. I smile and wave to a few of my fellow peers who I sometimes socialize with as I leave the room. The weird thing is that I don't notice Andi anywhere. Sure, her class started a bit before mine and let out a little while ago, but why don't I see her anywhere? I think I'm just paranoid. After all, I don't exactly know if I want to see the person who broke into my house anyways. I manage to find Quinn scrolling through his phone and waiting for me by Trevor's car. As I approach I can hear him chuckling.

"What's so funny?" I arch my eyebrows at him.

"Trevor's mad that I took his car," Quinn says, "He texted me a lot, and I mean a lot."

"Well, he'll just have to deal with it. It's not like it'll be out of his sight forever." I lean against Trevor's car and stand next to Quinn.

"Yeah. Oh, and he managed to get access to the house that that other girl was recently murdered in."

"You mean Heather Icland?"

"That'd be the one," Quinn nods, "He said we'll work out the details on how to sneak me in as well later. For now we're just supposed to go there."

"Okay then," I shrug and open the passenger side door, "Let's go."