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.

at the thought, as sheer embarrassment and regret floods through me after

I had reacted to Daryl kissing another girl... he wasn't my boyfriend and

groan, flopping

shower and we can get out of here before you have to face

before regaining my balance. This must be what a hangover feels

the small bundle of clothes Vincent had dropped off, stepping inside of the luxurious bathroom finding

a shower like this back home... it was my favourite place to go whenever I

and eagerly open it to scrub my teeth - glancing at my reflection in

Woah I looked dreadful!

mascara and liner was smeared all around my eyes and down my flushed cheeks and my hair sat in blonde knots around my head resembling how I had looked when Erica had attacked me in gym class the other day. Finishing my

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 body in the rich sandalwood

is where the adventure continues. Join us for the

whole face to help rid myself

shampoo before going back with a small drop

knowing that it would be a very long time

heat, before drying my skin and

Vincent had even thought to bring me a thong with the tag still on it, as I chewed my lip and pulled the black

the ones Emma was given, and a khaki green, plain crop

and it felt nice to change into something fresh after the shower as opposed to having to put last nights

exited the bathroom, almost falling over when I find Vincent seated on the

an idiot who just didn't nearly land face first on the floor in front of

on, as he watches me, his hair damp to indicate that he had not long stepped out of a shower

some jeans, a contrast to his usual darker colours that he

He suits colour...

with her so she's in good hands so don't stress." He concludes

What did he want?