Shadows In Durango

Chapter 15

*****Sofia's POV*****

The minutes dragged by in detention, each second feeling like an eternity trapped in hell. I stared blankly at the old, graffiti-scarred desk in front of me, trying to push away the day's humiliations.

My head throbbed where that girl had yanked my ponytail, and I rubbed the sore spot absently - glancing up at the clock to see that it wasn't even ten yet.

Just when I thought my day couldn't get any worse, the door creaked open but I didn't bother looking up, assuming that it was just another student arriving to join us in our sorrow.

But the heavy footsteps and grumble of the person followed by the sudden silence in the room made me glance up in curiosity only to find...

Vincent standing by the doorway, his sharp eyes scanning the room in boredom.

But when they eventually landed on me, they widened in shock for a split second before narrowing back into a pissed off glare.

What is he doing here this early in the day?!

He walked in with an air of authority, taking a seat near the back. His presence immediately commanding the room filled with only five of us, the usual whispers and murmurs falling into a tense silence. The girl opposite me, who had been smirking at my misery, straightened up, her eyes lighting up with sudden interest as I watched her whole demeanour shift before my very eyes.

"Hey there," she purred, flipping her hair over her shoulder and flashing him a dazzling smile. "Didn't expect to see someone like you in here at this time... you really are the school's bad boy aren't you?!"

I looked at her in horror, feeling nauseous at her bleak attempt to flirt... before I glanced across to Vincent as he ignored her, his gaze still locked on me with confusion evident in his eyes.

I shifted uncomfortably under his scrutiny, wondering why he was here and what he was currently thinking...

to end up in detention? Must be a

as though she was almost desperate for him to acknowledge her even

stony. "None of your fucking business," he said curtly, his voice low

more. "Well, maybe we can make this detention a little more interesting together," she said, her tone now suggestive as she tried to proceed with

First the two cheerleaders and now the wicked witch of my gym class? What a lucky

anything interesting!" he muttered under his breath, loud

shot me a glare as if this were somehow my

He retorts, loud

the name of my abuser that Vincent

on him swiftly, folding her arms over like a

down, hoping to avoid drawing any further attention from her or Vincent for that

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with your hair today? It looks... like a nest?" He asks me suddenly, his voice cutting through

attacked in class," I said quietly. "But the teacher didn't believe me and said I was in a fight - so I was sent here." I admit, glancing quickly

his jaw suddenly tightening at the explanation. "Attacked? By who exactly?" He pushes on... clearly already knowing the answer himself but wanting

deal out of it as though I was bullying you! You were asking for

put Sofia in detention with her hair looking like that? How come your hair looks fine?" he asked coldly. "Doesn't sound like nothing to me." He sneers, as I study his reaction

find a way out of the situation. "I mean, we were just messing around. No harm done, right?" She shrugs, as I lick my drying lips

it a little misunderstanding or was this bitch causing problems for no reason? Don't lie to me either!" He warns, as I suddenly feel torn on what to do or say. I shook my head, my voice trembling and deciding to stick by my gut with telling the truth. "No. She pulled my hair and dragged me around the changing room because I didn't answer her

voice of

acting like a dirty little fucking rat for fun?" he demanded to know, his voice dangerously low now - enough to cause the hairs on

his gaze now which I found slightly amusing. "I... I didn't mean to hurt

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