Shadows In Durango

Chapter 25

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

We quickly leave the busy room following behind Vincent's large frame as he quickened his strides, occasionally turning back to shoot us daggers.

Were we dancing weird? Maybe giving him a shown up at his party? Perhaps people were questioning why and who even invited us in the first place? Maybe Daryl didn't tell him that we were coming?

Speaking of Daryl, where even is he? I think, as we approach the kitchen from behind Vincent.

He comes to a stand still, as I struggle to see much from behind his back, deciding to step aside to get a better view only to find...

Oh...

There's Daryl...

Passionately kissing another girl.

"Wait what?!" I hear Emma gasp from beside me, as Vincent eyes his friend who was currently engrossed in whatever red head he had pinned up against the wall before turning to glance down at my shocked expression.

I was stunned and felt somewhat embarrassed, simply because Daryl had been the one to invite me here tonight only to wind up locked in with another girl... It hurt...

It seemed out of character for him too...

But maybe I didn't actually know him as well as I thought I did, I had only been here for a damn week after all.

I could have sworn he was flirting with me, but maybe he's just a flirty guy? Clearly he is... but all I could say was that it sucked to feel how I felt right now.

I felt as though I had been punched in the gut.

Vincent quickly grabs a nearby cup, launching it in Daryl's direction across the room - spilling its contents down the pair as the girl screams and Daryl turns to find the culprit in a rage - only to find us by the door instead. His eyes meet mine, as his features soften, and all I can think to do in that moment is to turn and run.

I needed away from them, away from him, away from this party... and what else was I better at than running away when times get tough?

into the ongoing storm and down the street - blaming the alcohol for

suffocated and

the party and had chose to spend his

the nice guy with me all week, buying me coffee and

panicking slightly as I felt suddenly trapped, before I recognise a small button by the foot path to allow walkers

it works, I take off in a quick walk, unsure of where I was or how I would even get

continued on, allowing the cold rain to completely ruin my hair and makeup, but I

party, but with my life as a whole. It sucked. Whenever I felt somewhat ok, something would bring me crashing right back to reality

my walk, as my thoughts began to catch up with me, before I suddenly throw

house key is back in my

did manage to find my way, I

I slump down onto the edge of the pavement,

because Vincent yelled at us and then I found Daryl wrapped up with some other

I

when Vincent was being cruel, and this time, he was

place. He was only being nice to me this week and yet I was pretty much falling head over heels

for the complete experience all for free. The next chapter

drunken thoughts, I barely noticed a car pulling up, as I

it was some psychotic killer dragging me into their car that I wouldn't be putting up much of

ok, come here..." I glance up to the hooded

I all but sniffle, before he reaches down and

fight him off, I all but breakdown further, as he instantly moves

bad boy of

down

Nothing makes sense.

to the car, you'll get the fucking flu sitting out here." Vincent pulls back, taking my arm

don't fight him, I just allow for my fate to play out, as he starts up his car again and puts

how soaked and cold I was, beginning to shiver in my seat as I

as he turns to look at me - his features hard and as concentrated

you, you shouldn't have fucking left!" Vincent begins to