The Guard’s Daughter

The aftermath

He doesn’t say much but I know he’s thinking. More importantly I have a strong suspicion he’s wondering who would be able to help Sophia. I know she couldn’t do it on her own if for no other reason then most of the time she would’ve had a guard on her. It could’ve easily been my father. I just can’t recall it was so long ago. We don’t say much instead drinking our coffee. We only stay about a half an hour longer before going our separate ways.

The next morning I wake up in a foul mood after spending the night obsessing about my father’s possible involvement in faking Sophia’s death. Why would he do it? Raphael is not a forgiving man and this will no doubt be seen as the ultimate betrayal. Reluctantly dress for school. After my necessary cup of coffee heavy on the cream and sugar I drive to school.

Josh continues to approach me even though I have not encouraged him. His ex continues to believe I’m the problem. Josh and I don’t have any classes together and our lunch period is different so it’s odd to see him as much as I do today. When lunch comes I go out to the parking lot and that’s when I see my front windshield destroyed, not cracked, but gone completely, broken glass fills my front interior and I call the tow truck again. I glance into the car and see roses and a huge paper with the word slut written in a fat black marker.