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.

was approaching four and that school would be over soon, I hammer a

Somebody from an outside perspective who could tell me

it - placing it on speaker and putting my phone to the side to look over everything laid out in front

hearing a silence fall between us - as he probably took a second to

alright?" He asks, as I clench my jaw in defence but choose

of keeping her safe... but perhaps he was right

incapable of

deadpan, as he sighs heavily before I hear the school

to someone briefly, saying a quick goodbye as I squint down at the phone

It certainly wasn't Reid...

that?" I ask, curiosity getting the better

detention." He explains, before I hear a door slam signalling that he had gotten into his

already." I attempt to joke, but Daryl doesn't give me the satisfaction which causes

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

told you." He grumbles, as I nod

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today..." I choose my words carefully,

What's happened?" Daryl pushes me for more as

one who called when I needed somebody to help me think straight, and

and when we got to the zoo, some random guy approached Sofia whilst I was in the bathroom

the bus station... said there was a hefty reward up for her." I explain, hearing him

holding back, knowing I should have listened to him

questions, as I

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 it which I think might be her Fathers or at least somebody connected to

in a cheer uniform - obviously taken from when her life was

the picture at the time had no

hopefully be back

that things wouldn't be that

my father fucking answers my calls! I brought her back to the apartment to be safe, only 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

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

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