Chapter 19

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

"What the fuck are you doing here?!" Vincent spits in distaste, as the warmth in my stomach quickly diminishes.

"Vincent watch it! I've been fair with you, don't give the poor girl grief!" Mr Stanley warns with a point of his finger, as Vincent pauses to think before offering a stiff nod.

I shuffle from foot to foot, no doubt looking like a deer caught in headlights, considering that he was the last person I expected to find in here...

"Sofia is it? What is your second name?" Mr Stanley pushes, grabbing his small notepad from his back pocket.

"Sofia Isabella." I whisper, feeling increasingly hot under Vincent's scorching gaze.

"Great Sofia, I'll sign you in and I'll be back in an hour to check in since I have a class to take right now. I fully expect Vincent here to be on his best behaviour and if you have any issues please feel free to pass them on to me." Mr Stanley states, eyeing Vincent warningly before moving to exit - as I had to fight back the urge in me to scream at him not to leave me here alone.

Being alone in a storage room for an hour with Vincent seemed like literal hell.

He clearly hated me, for whatever reason I don't know, but at the same time he would often confuse the hell out of me...

The second the door closed, leaving us both completely

alone, I couldn't help but think that this must be how it feels to be left alone with a psychopath... on edge and terrified of their next move at all times.

Although, this was the same guy who granted me a job here in town, as fucked up and as twisted as it seemed...

I couldn't ever read him or work him out.

He was impossible.

I remain planted by the door - knowing that

Physical Ed after what happened yesterday!" I blunder

emotionless as he always takes his time to respond - leaving each moment

alone! You don't have to hide from

fit for me." I whisper out an explanation, as he rolls

unlike you, I got kicked out of my last class and need to do this now instead

a hand up my arm for comfort, not really knowing what to do or say next. I wouldn't offer to leave and go back to class, there was no way, I would rather

over to doing laundry instead for next time?" I suggest, trying to make a compromise

upright, glancing around at the dusty boxed

firmly, turning to grab a large box

and I'll stay out of your way." I offer softly, intertwining my fingers to ease my

and I didn't enjoy

there with what each class needs delivered on Monday, you can start sorting the stuff in to boxes for them." He points to the corner with a stack of papers as I nod and move around him cautiously to

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both only grows more uncomfortable by the minute as we both remain quiet

my time here will go on like this,

to my lunch orders?!" Vincent demands, as my hands tremble at the

do it again if you want me to?" I turn to face him, finding an

uses a knife to rip open the tape of another order, forcing me to watch him perform the swift motion - before placing it aside to use his hands to remove the contents - his tattooed muscles flexing under his tight

I could do was

to build on

I'll just keep you around you know?" He ponders, continuing to open packages

lip anxiously, unsure of whether to speak or not but knowing that even if I wanted to, I wouldn't know what to

this... the way you bend over to sort out those boxes... I reckon that I could make some use out of you after all." Vincent concludes, watching me with each word for a reaction. His words hit me

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