The Island

Part 2 - 2

Two:

"Brock!" Michael yelled, annoyed. Brock stepped away from window and opened the front door. "You scared the shit out of us." Logan said as Brock was walking in. With the whole crowd looking at him, Brock smiled as he stood before his friends. He left the door open, allowing the cold air to enter the foyer. "So?" Michael impatiently urged to Brock. "What are you waiting for? Explain yourself." After a few moments of complete stares and silence, a noise came from just outside the veranda. "What the hell was that?" Logan said, trying to see past Brock's broad chest. Past Brock, a shadow behind Brock emerged outside. The crowd became silent again as they tried to identify the shadow. Taylor suddenly stepped into the light from the foyer and revealed herself. A collective sigh came from her friends. She walked past Brock and closer to the bloodstain, unknowing it was even there. She looked at her friends and became puzzled. "Nice to see you all too...?" She attempted. Brock closed the door with a kick. He stood there, watching over everyone gathered in the foyer. Taylor took a step forward and glanced down. She saw the blood and gasped. "Oh my God, what happened-" "What happened to you? Are you okay?" Wyatt interrupted Taylor. "I'm fine." She said, still confused at the whole situation. "We just took a walk around the island." "Uh huh." Michael said, nodding his head. "I'd like to know why there's a huge bloodstain on the floor. Is everyone okay?" Brock said to the crowd. "No, Brock." Michael replied impatiently. "Not everyone is okay. While you two just snuck out on us at the party, Adin was hurt, says Jeanette." He looked back at Jeanette. She was looking up at Michael, make-up smeared and all. She glared at him. Michael turned back to scolding Brock. "She ran back to get us, and then his body was gone. All the while you and Taylor were on a 'walk'-" "JT wasn't at the party either." Randy said, looking up at JT. He looked down at Randy and gave him a dirty look. "Neither was Emma, Andie-" "Guys, stop." Wyatt tried, spreading his arms side to side. "Anyone not at the party could have hurt Adin-" "He could be pulling a prank-" "Taylor and Brock did it-" His friends turned to each other and started to argue. Voices erupted into shouting and yelling as talk of everyone's whereabouts and Adin became controversial subjects. Logan and Wyatt yelled the loudest at the peak of the volume- Logan mentioned something about Wyatt being sneaky before the party, Wyatt accused Logan of trying to taint the facts. Michael approached Jeanette and Carmen. Jeanette was getting more emotional again. "So help me God, if you know what happened, you're gonna confess-" Jeanette cut off Michael with a back-handed slap across his cheek. She sobbed for a second, regretting what she had done. Michael bent over and held his cheek. He looked up at her from a bent over position and mouthed the word "Bitch." The voices became quieter after the slap. Randy turned to the three. He saw Michael holding his face. Jeanette's eyes were watering. "You bitch." Jeanette said to Michael. "Go to Hell." Michael spat on the floor with a pink saliva. Jeanette hugged Carmen again. Jeanette faced away from her friends and began to cry again. Less tears came this time, but she felt just as much sadness as when she didn't see Adin. Carmen looked up and Randy while still embracing Jeanette. Randy and Carmen just stared - no facial expressions or mouthing of words. Randy broke the stare and looked over his friends. Sara and Andie stood in front of Brock and Taylor, speaking very angry. "How come we didn't see you?" Sara hissed. "We talked around the back of the cabin-" "What were you doing? Making out? Digging a grave?" Andie asked. Emma stayed back from the four, observing her friends yelling. She was very upset and scared; she didn't know what to think. She has no idea exactly what had just went down. She found Randy's eyes and approached him. Before they could reach each other, JT came up behind Randy and spun him around. JT easily had a foot, if not more on Randy's height. "What the hell are you doing?" JT said, shoving Randy. "Accusing me of killing the star player of the ball team? Are you asking for trouble-" "JT, stop." Emma said. JT ignored her and kept stepping toward Randy. "I can't believe you. From a shrimp like you, I'm surprised you have the balls to even think that." "Dude, back off." Randy said, taking a step toward JT. "Oh, you wanna go?" JT said, pressing his chest against Randy's face. JT raised his fist to his side and was ready to strike Randy in the head. "Stop!" Emma screamed, running in between Randy and JT. Her friends went quiet and turned their attention to them. She pushed JT away from Randy. "This is not the place to knock a poor kid out." Emma said to JT. "Poor kid?" JT questioned loudly. "Look at him! He's trying to frame me! I was in my room the whole time. I heard nothing, I saw nothing-" "JT, that's enough." Sara said. JT turned to Sara and raised his head. "I think I know what we need to do. We need to organize an investigation. We can compile the few we know are innocent and that have the capacity to listen to each witness. I elect myself and Andie to the primary detectives-" "Hey, who said you get to interview everyone?" JT questioned. "Yeah." Michael seconded. "Fine. We'll elect later." Sara said. "I think we all need some sleep. This is a lot to take in." Andie suggested. "No way. I don't wanna die in my sleep." Carmen said. Jeanette had left the room at that point. "There's no way I'm sleeping tonight." Logan said. "Well, I am. Suit yourselves." Andie looked to Sara. "C'mon, let's go to bed." Sara took Andie's hand and walked across the foyer, avoiding the blood. They pardoned themselves past Carmen. They took to the hall and disappeared.