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?

front door, out into the ongoing storm and down the street - blaming the alcohol for my

suffocated

the party

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

trapped, before I recognise a small button by the

in a quick walk, unsure of where I was

hair and makeup, but I didn't care. I was drunk,

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

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

house key is back in my backpack in

and even if I did manage to find

edge of

All because Vincent yelled at us and then I found

I

zone, especially when Vincent was being cruel, and

being nice to me this week

us for the complete experience all for free. The next chapter is eagerly waiting for

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

dark, deciding that if it was some psychotic killer dragging me into their car that I wouldn't

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

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

instantly moves to crush me into his chest in a tight and protective

bad boy of

he was, hunting me down during the storm to comfort

Nothing makes sense.

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

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

was, beginning to shiver in my seat as I

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

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

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