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?

ran straight out of there, towards the front door, out into the ongoing storm and

felt suffocated and somewhat

to the party and had chose to

he didn't have to pretend to be the nice guy with me all week, buying me coffee and touching my ass... he was

I felt suddenly trapped, before I recognise a small button by the foot path

walk, unsure of where I was or how I

to completely ruin my hair and makeup, but I didn't care. I was

Whenever I felt somewhat ok, something would bring me crashing right back to reality

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

back in my backpack in

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

onto the edge of the pavement, allowing myself to sob into

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

I

was my comfort zone, especially when Vincent

me this week and yet I was pretty much falling head over

where the adventure continues. Join us for the complete

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

sat there in the dark, deciding that if it was some psychotic killer dragging me into their car that I wouldn't be putting up much of

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

before he reaches down and practically drags me to stand upright with

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 embrace.

bad boy

was, hunting me down during the storm to comfort

Nothing makes sense.

get the fucking flu sitting out here." Vincent pulls back, taking my arm and leading me

fight him, I just allow for my fate to play out, as he starts

realise just how soaked and cold I was, beginning

a moment, not driving yet, as he turns to look at me -

sick about you, you shouldn't have fucking left!" Vincent begins to lecture, as I close my eyes over