Chapter 82

*****Vincent's POV*****

Sinking down into the sofa by the window, I rip open the top of the white envelope and waste no time on removing its contents.

I empty it out onto the coffee table in front of me, my eyes scanning everything as it falls out.

"What the fuck?!" I say out loud, taking a moment to spread it all out before me for a better look.

This was fucked up...

Deciding that now was the time to call my father to explain everything, I retrieve my phone, rub a rough hand down my face and hit the call button.

It rings, and then rings some more, before it rings out completely and goes to voicemail.

"SHIT!" I grit loudly, before hitting the buttons to call my mother this time.

It rings once or twice, before she answers, her false tone filling my ears.

"Vincent? What's the matter baby?" She asks, as I take a deep breath to prepare myself for dealing with her.

"I'm looking for Dad." I state, as the line falls quiet for a moment.

"Oh... well he has company in at the moment..." she informs me, as I feel the bile rise in my throat knowing exactly what that meant.

How she could just stand by for so many years watching different women enter their home to please my father was beyond me.

But I guess she didn't care, since she was regularly passed between the men herself...

What a fucked up family!

"GO TELL HIM THAT HIS SON CALLED AND THAT ITS IMPORTANT! GET HIM TO CALL ME BACK!" I yell, before ending the line, suddenly riled again that he couldn't just answer when I actually needed him. Bastard.

and seeing that it was approaching four and that school would be

from an outside perspective who could tell me what to

almost instantly, as I swipe to answer it - placing it on speaker and putting my phone to the side to look over everything

fall between us - as he

He asks, as I clench my jaw in defence but choose to

as though I was incapable of keeping her safe... but perhaps he was right this

I was incapable of

deadpan, as he sighs heavily before I hear the

hear him talking to someone briefly, saying a quick goodbye as I squint down at the phone not recognising

It certainly wasn't Reid...

was that?" I ask, curiosity getting the better of

detention." He explains, before I

replaced me already." I attempt to joke, but Daryl doesn't give me

as I sigh heavily knowing that there was serious shit to discuss. "Alright, ok, you're right. Stuff hasn't gone great today... I hate to admit it, but I shouldn't have brought Sofia here with me..." I trail off, hearing him start up his car

you." He grumbles, as I nod to

us for the complete experience all for free. The

intense today..." I choose my words

by that? What's happened?" Daryl pushes me for more as I begin to reflect out

needed somebody to help me think straight, and for

guy approached Sofia whilst I was in the bathroom taking a piss. I literally walked out to find him trying to drag her off..."

who had recognised her from a missing person poster at the bus station... said there was a hefty reward up for her." I

wanted to curse me out but was holding back,

what did you do?!" Daryl questions, as I furrow

thank him did I?! Obviously I beat the little fucker to a pulp and left him there! After that, we had a taxi driver take us to one of the biggest bus stations and we found the poster. I ripped it down and I've got it with me, there's a number on

- obviously

at the time

you coming home? Emma said Sofia text her and said she would hopefully be back tonight?" Daryl questions, seeming stressed and wanting her back in our town. As did

I feared now that things wouldn't be that

to discover that one of the dumb receptionists let some random men up to my floor... now they know what number our apartment is and better yet, they've left an envelope which is

expecting to find my father's name, but instead finding that it was Daryl requesting to switch our

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