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...

my chat with her to switch

my grandparents for two days... I haven't forgot about you or our kiss incase you worry... I'll be back for more as soon as possible

early to track you down Imao (but

almost cackling at how unaware Daryl was with everything that had happened. Little does he

in this morning... there's a lot to catch up on,

send it, deciding I had worded what I wanted to say as best I could. Vincent would be the best person to tell him about my situation, saving me the shame or

turn to go back downstairs to find Vincent, feeling as

night, but we all can't be perfect. Walking towards the kitchen, I can

I finally step out to find his back

because she needs help! Stop acting like a little bitch, this isn't about you!" He scolds harshly, as I wonder who he was talking

he suddenly laughs, his head

for

He's seriously bipolar...

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

yeah, sure-bye." He mumbles, before hitting the red

as I nod slowly before he smirks and offers for me to have

secluded it is. It was a peaceful sanctuary for me during this time

shone down on us (although the heat

informs me, as if I already hadn't

only just

I mumble, playing with the

I don't?" Vincent

the way his tone would remain steady but

coming out as more of