#Chapter87
Sophie's P.O.V.
/"Axel? Is that a blood stain?/" I ask him again because of his lack of response.
He seemed to have stiffened up completely, just looking at me with his mouth closed and I immediately know that it's definetly blood stain.
Shit, what did he do now?
I gulp, my hands starting to shake in slight panic at all the possibilities running around in my head. He could've gotten into a fight, most probably and it's either his or the other guy's blood. He could've fallen and injured himself.
/"No, it's ketchup./" he finally speaks up and I lean my head on my hands, sighing. It really has to be bad if he's lying to me.
/"What did you do, Axel?/" I ask and he gives me a fake confused look.
/"I spilled some ketchup on my shirt?/" he mocks me and I glare at him, and stand up from my table, heading towards exit. If anything sets me off, are his lies.
