Shadows In Durango

Chapter 27

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

Groaning loudly, I stretch out in the odd comforts of the bed I was currently in... the foreign feelings rushing to me in an instant panic. Why was I comfortable? In a spacious bed at that?!

Shooting upright, I stare around the room in horror, as my eyes land on Emma who exits the bathroom - bringing me crashing back to reality. The party, Daryl, Vincent, the kiss!

Crap!

"Morning sleeping beauty! I was starting to think that you wouldn't get up!" Emma jokes, drying her wet hair with a towel as she stepped out of the bathroom.

"What... time is it?" I ask groggily, my voice scratchy and dry as I reach up to rub at my tired eyes.

"Almost twelve!" Emma giggles, as my eyes suddenly widen and I move a lock of blonde hair back from my face.

I never sleep this late! It must be the bed... it's been a long time since I actually felt comfortable whilst sleeping.

"Vincent came by with some clothes for us to change in to after a shower, said it was old stuff that his cousin left here a while back and said we could just keep it." Emma points to the neatly folded pile of clothes left for me as I glance back at her own outfit.

Jeans and a white crop top.

"Was he in here?!" My eyes suddenly widen, as Emma giggles and nods at my reaction.

"Yeah, about an hour ago! He thought we were awake but he was laughing when he seen that you were still in bed! You know, he doesn't actually seem that scary now after last night... it's bizarre!" Emma shakes her head, moving across the room to open the curtains - allowing bright sunlight to fill the space as I wince and squint.

"At least the storms calmed down today! I think it's still pretty windy out though!" Emma hums, staring outside for a moment as I take a second to allow my eyes to adjust.

"You need to check out this back garden Sofia! It's humongous! Even has a pool and a jacuzzi! When it gets warmer in the summer, maybe we will get invited back for the garden party!" Emma jokes as she tells me what she can see as I smile and laugh at her.

my head at the thought, as sheer embarrassment

how I had reacted to Daryl kissing another girl... he wasn't my boyfriend and clearly never ever wanted to be

thanks to me." I groan, flopping backwards on to the bed and pulling

Now go and shower and we can get out of here before you

eventually stand up, swaying slightly before regaining my

of clothes Vincent had dropped off, stepping

place to go whenever I felt sad, allowing

and eagerly open it to scrub my teeth - glancing

Woah I looked dreadful!

day. Finishing my teeth, I run the water and strip out of the large tee that I had borrowed from the drawer last

already inside the shower, I step in under the water and almost moan at the perfect temperature as it begins to wash away my makeup and smooth out my hair. Grabbing conditioner first, I decide to layer a coat over my whole head to allow for it to sink in for a moment. While I wait, I grab some body wash and scrub every inch of my

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to help rid myself of the makeup stains from the previous night - watching the water turn black beneath my feet as

hair twice with the shampoo before going back with a small drop of conditioner to soften out

water with a sigh, knowing that it would be a very

myself for heat, before drying my skin and placing a smaller towel on my head for

to bring me a thong with the tag still on it, as I chewed

slightly darker than the ones Emma

something fresh after the shower as opposed to having to put last nights clothes back

falling over when I find Vincent seated on the bed and Emma to be

h-hey?" I bubble out and try to act casual, like an idiot who

his hair damp to indicate that he had not long stepped out of a shower

blue tee today with some jeans, a contrast

He suits colour...

to make coffee and grab you both breakfast from downstairs, I told her to wait there for us. Reid is with her so she's in good hands so don't stress." He concludes in a bored tone as I nod slowly and begin to unravel the towel from on top of

What did he want?