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...

leaned closer, batting her eyelashes. "So, what did you do to end up in detention? Must be

as though she was almost desperate for

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

recovered, trying a different tactic once more. "Well, maybe we can make this detention a little more interesting together," she said, her tone now suggestive as

the two cheerleaders and now the wicked witch of

you could make anything interesting!" he muttered under his breath, loud

shot me a glare as if this were somehow

the basketball team Erica? I don't want to catch something!" He retorts, loud and proud this time, causing a couple of guys to snigger from down the

name of my abuser that Vincent had no shame in

swiftly, folding her arms over like a stubborn

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

for the complete

here, Sofia? Plus what is up with your hair today? It looks... like a nest?"

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 towards the witch who was to blame before

who exactly?" He pushes on... clearly already knowing the answer himself but

is no need to make a big deal out of it as though I was bullying you! You were asking for it - she

glare shifted to her, and she visibly wilted under his scrutiny. "A misunderstanding that put Sofia in detention with her hair looking like that? How come your hair looks fine?" he asked coldly. "Doesn't

to find a way out of the situation. "I mean, we were just messing around. No

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

Walker - the voice of reason?

expression darkened, and he turned back to the girl. "Is that what really happened? You were just acting like a dirty little fucking rat for fun?" he demanded to know, his voice dangerously low now - enough to cause the hairs

to meet his gaze now which I found

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