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

felt suffocated and

he invited us to the party and had chose

to hook up with people he didn't have to pretend to be the nice guy with me all week, buying me

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

I take off in a quick walk, unsure of where I was or how

I continued on, allowing the cold rain to completely ruin my hair and makeup, but I didn't

with my life as a whole. It sucked. Whenever I felt somewhat ok, something would bring me crashing

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

house key is back in

was lost and even if I did manage to find my way,

defeated, I slump down onto the edge of the pavement, allowing

so dramatic and uncalled for! All because Vincent yelled at us and then I found Daryl wrapped up with

I

comfort zone, especially when Vincent was being cruel, and

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

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in my drunken thoughts, I barely noticed a car pulling up, as I glance up when hearing

the dark, deciding that if it was some psychotic killer dragging me into their car that I wouldn't be putting up much of a fight - not tonight. I

glance up to the hooded figure in surprise, shocked to find Vincent to be the one

I all but sniffle, before he reaches down and

I couldn't possibly fight him off, I all but breakdown further, as he instantly moves to crush me into his chest in a tight and protective

bad boy of

was, hunting me down

Nothing makes sense.

get the fucking flu sitting out here." Vincent

play out, as he starts up his car again and puts

and cold I was, beginning to shiver in

driving yet, as he turns to look at me - his features hard and

you, you shouldn't have fucking left!" Vincent begins to lecture, as I close