Shadows In Durango

Chapter 25

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?

towards the front door, out into the ongoing storm and down the

felt suffocated and

good guy, he invited us to the party and had chose to spend his time with

have to pretend to be the nice guy with me all week, buying me

before I recognise a small button by the foot path to allow walkers to

in a quick walk, unsure of where I was or how I would even

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

the party, but with my life as a whole. It sucked. Whenever I felt somewhat

down in my walk, as my thoughts began to catch up with me, before I

key is back in my backpack in Daryl's

manage to find my way, I had literally

I slump down onto the edge of the pavement, allowing myself to sob into

for! All because Vincent yelled at us and then

I

comfort zone, especially when Vincent was being cruel,

was only being nice to me this week and yet I was pretty much

for the complete experience all for free.

I barely noticed a car pulling up, as I glance up when hearing

was some psychotic killer dragging me into their

it's ok, come here..." I glance up to the hooded figure in surprise, shocked to find Vincent to be

all but sniffle, before he reaches down and practically drags me to stand upright

him off, I all but breakdown further, as he instantly moves to crush me into his chest

bad boy

hunting me down during

Nothing makes sense.

flu sitting out here."

for my fate to play out, as he starts up his car again and puts the heating to

realise just how soaked and cold I was, beginning to shiver in my seat as I wipe at

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

fucking left!" Vincent begins to lecture, as I close my eyes over

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