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

forgot about you or our kiss incase you worry... I'll be back for more as soon as

to drive back early to track you down Imao (but seriously though,

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

slept in this morning... there's a lot to catch up on, maybe call Vincent and he will explain? I'll see

best I could. Vincent would be the

with a final groan, I turn to go back downstairs to find Vincent, feeling as though he was guiding me through this whole

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 don't find him anywhere to be seen, before I notice some patio doors

his back facing me as he holds a phone

needs help! Stop acting like a little bitch, this isn't

the other person to speak he suddenly laughs, his head rolling back with whatever

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grip Daryl, I'm not so fucking heartless that's not my intention with this - Sofia needs to stay here and that's final." He states clearly, causing me to audibly gasp - as Vincent whips around to face me. He eyes me for a moment as Daryl rages in his ear and I stand there awkwardly waiting for them to finish their

mumbles, before hitting

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

and how spacious and secluded it is. It was a

breeze brushed against my cheeks, as the sun shone down on us (although the heat today

as if I already hadn't figured it

considering I only just text him

text me." I mumble, playing with the

don't?" Vincent

felt like a child being interrogated for misbehaving, the way his tone would

I respond, the statement coming out as more of a question as I couldn't fathom