Shadows In Durango

Chapter 106

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

Groaning loudly, I flop back down on to the crummy sofa in the centre of the cold hard basement.

There was absolutely nothing in here from what I could see that could help me get out. Nothing decent to even defend myself with.

It was as though Ashton had already thought this whole plan through to the end - proving himself to be a master criminal at the mere age of eighteen. What a fucking asshole!

I was so upset, so angry at myself for landing myself in this mess. The second he had pulled up in his car I should have ran for the hills...

All I could think of was that I should have told Vincent all about seeing Ashton at school when I had the chance. He was smart, he would have looked in to him right away if anything like this happened to me, but he didn't even know about him being here...

I hoped that Emma would think to tell him all about me running in to Ashton at school, maybe from there he would somehow be able to find and save me?

But I doubt it, I'm being extremely hopeful and extremely unrealistic. For all I knew, Vincent had let me run off in my childish meltdown, not bothering to chase after me like he had done before in the past.

I straighten up immediately, hearing the door unlock from the top of the steps, it creaking open and shining a brighter light down in to the darkened space.

My best chance here is to play along for now...

Make him believe that I'm really trying to work on 'us' and maybe he will trust me enough to take me outside?

Once I can get outside, somewhere public, I'll be able to find help...

"Here we go! Toast and beans!" He announces, as though it were a gourmet meal he had just whipped up, as I crank open a tight smile - with it failing to reach my eyes.

He was dangerous...

But I had to play nice...

is there, any water?" I ask, watching him reach

up as he closes in on me, placing the tray down

across to the fridge, opening it and revealing a full stock

thought

gulp in sudden realisation. How long was he planning to hold me down here? If he had stocked up

demands, pulling up a stool as he sits much closer than what I had liked for

to reach down for the tray, using my other to lift one of the bread slices

I eat he just watches me, almost mesmerised by my actions as I fight back the feelings of dread

how I'm going to get

haven't saw you in so long..." He announces, leaning his elbows on his thighs, reaching closer to me as I shift in the chair

looming sense of insanity that fills the space between us. The more I try

down, focusing

for you?

the book, nel5s.org is where the adventure continues. Join us for

some kind, like he already knows the answers that

lie, forcing a

movement. The silence stretches out, thick and burning, as he studies me like I'm some

voice teasing, as if I've just told him something amusing. "That's funny, because I remember you being so upset on that sidewalk, so desperate to get away from me and from everything here." His hand

him the satisfaction of seeing me react. If I show him any fear, if

slightly despite my best efforts. "I just... needed some space that night, that's

corners of his lips. "I'll give you all the space you want down here, Sofia. But you know, sometimes the best way

a

doesn't just want me here to fix our past relationship - he wants to

how far he's

bottle of water, trying to keep my focus, trying to hold it together long enough to figure out

I say carefully, glancing

those unnerving eyes of his. Then, slowly, his lips curl

how he would feel now after knowing that I had managed to catch his daughter when he couldn't?" He reaches out and brushes a strand of hair back from my face, his fingers lingering on my skin in a way that makes my blood run cold. Is he going to tell my father he has me here?! Is that it?! Just to get back in with him?

croaks, breaking finally as I