Chapter 18-Interrogation

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                                                                            Brian P.O.V

Man. I hope Jon pulls through. Craig is really worried. He won't leave his side. But in the meantime, I have to try to find out who did this. I walk down the corridor where the cells are, and look around. I see Lui in his cell, and I walk in. "Hey Lui." I say, leaning against the door frame. He looks up, startled, and then smiles. "Hey, Brian. How are you?" I shrug, and then cross my arms. "Lui, where were you this morning?" He frowns, and looks at me questionably. "What do you mean? I was asleep. I just woke up, like, two minutes before you walked in. Why?" I sigh, and stand up straight. "Jon is in the infirmary, his head bashed against the floor. We're trying to find out who did it." Lui looks concerned, and then his eyes widen. "Wait, you think I might have done this?!" He yells, and I shrug. "Lui, calm down. We're just going through everyone. Do you have any idea who it could have been?" Lui crosses his arms, and looks at me with a 'Really?' face. "Brian, who is the only sleaze bag in this joint who hates Jon?" I think for a second, then I frown. "You think it was Evan?" I ask, and he rolls his eyes. "Aaaaand the last horse crosses the finishing line. Of course it was fucking Evan! That douche bag is crazy!" I nod, and start to walk out the door, then turn to Lui. "Thanks, squeaker. Sorry I came and asked you if it was you. Just process of elimination." Lui smiles, then grumbles. "Don't call me squeaker."

I walk down the hall. I wonder if it is Evan. I mean, he is the most likely. But I don't have any evidence to prove it's him. As Im walking, I hear someone call my name. "Brian." I turn around, and who else should I see but Evan walking towards me. "Hey. How's it going." I ask, holding back my suspicion. He shrugs. "Good. How's Jon?" He asks, and I look to the side. "Well, he's kinda unresponsive, and-" Then I realize something. I look back up at Evan, who stands with his hands shoved in his pockets. "Wait a second, Evan. How did you know that Jon was hurt. We haven't told anyone yet. The only people who know are me, Craig, Lui, Brock and Tyler. So how did you find out?"

Evan P.O.V

Shit. I bite my lip and look to the side. I fucked up. Brian glares at me, and I slowly raise my eyes to his. "Welllllll........" I say, and he sighs. "I KNEW it was you! Even Lui said so! You scumbag!" He yells, and then throws a punch at me. I just stand and take it. His fist collides with my face, and I fall to the floor. I stand up, wiping the blood away from my nose. I smile. "What're you going to do, Brian? Are you going to kill me? Personally, I don't think you have the sack for it." I laugh, and Brian glares at me. Then he pulls out a communicator. "No. Im going to call Scotty. He'll put you in solitary for a while." I frown. Dammit. Brian pushes the button on the comlink, and smiles. "Scotty, I need you to come to the south corridor. I have Evan, and he has dispelled the information that he is the one who hurt Jon. Can you come and pick him up?" I hear Scotty's voice crackle through. "Sure thing, Brian. Be right there." Brian turns the comlink off, and grins at me. "Have fun in solitary, fucker." Scotty comes around the corner, and he grabs my arm. "Evan, I am so done with your shit." He says. "Jon has enough shit to deal with without you screwing with him." I smile, then I start laughing. As Scotty drags me away, I laugh maniacally, and look back at Brian. "GIVE JON MY REGARDS!!!!!" I yell, and laugh again.   

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