Shadows In Durango

Chapter 42

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

"Oh jeez! I totally forgot about school today! We missed it!" I panic loudly, as Vincent scoffs at my words.

"Is that seriously a concern of yours right now?" He grumbles, as I shrug and widen my eyes once more.

I forgot about Emma too! She will be worried sick!

"I have to text Emma!" I tell him, before turning to fetch my phone from the upstairs bedroom I had slept in last night.

I race up the steps towards the door, grabbing it from the bedside table from its charger before unlocking it with the passcode.

Two missed calls and six texts... two from Daryl and four from Emma...

Clicking on to Emma first, feeling guilty for leaving her alone at school today I read over the messages slowly:

'Let me know how work goes tonight, good luck!'

'Hey did you get home ok tonight? You said you'd text!'

'Morning! Meet you at the front entrance again today?'

'Ok seriously Sofia you're scaring me... you can't ignore texts and then not show up to school, I'll report you missing you know!!! Text me back...'

Feeling terrible, I quickly hammer my fingers down against the keyboard to respond to her, seeing that it was nearing lunch time and knowing that she would be able to check her messages then.

'Hey I am so so soooo sorry! I had the craziest night I'll have to call you when you finish school to tell you all about it... things kicked off at the bar and it all went down hill from there. I slept in today but I'll fill you in later: I promise!!' Hitting send, I breathe out a sigh of relief knowing Emma would find some comfort in hearing from me again.

At least she cared...

two other messages, I click away from my chat with her to switch over to my

days... I haven't forgot about you or

early to track you down Imao (but seriously though,

another wave of guilt crash through me, I hammer my thumbs down yet again, almost cackling at how unaware Daryl was with everything

rough night at work and slept in this morning... there's a lot to catch up on, maybe call Vincent and

say as best I could. Vincent would be the best person

phone with a final groan, I turn to go back downstairs to find Vincent,

have a wicked temper that I saw as a result of things not going his own way at the bar last night, but we all can't be perfect. Walking towards the kitchen, I can hear his loud voice talking but

out to find his back facing me as he holds a phone up to his

a little bitch, this isn't about you!" He scolds harshly, as I wonder who he

person to speak he suddenly laughs, his head rolling back

for the complete

He's seriously bipolar...

clearly, causing me to audibly gasp - as Vincent whips around to face me. He eyes me for a moment as Daryl

He mumbles, before hitting the

that huh?" Vincent scoffs, as I nod slowly before he smirks and offers for me

It was a peaceful sanctuary for me

as the sun shone down on us (although the heat today didn't seem to

me, as if I already hadn't figured

quick considering I only just text him upstairs about

text me." I mumble, playing with the hem of

he has your number and I don't?" Vincent

being interrogated for misbehaving, the way his tone would remain steady but his face egged

more of a question as I couldn't fathom what he