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

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

drive back early to track you down

down yet again, almost cackling at how unaware Daryl was with

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

as best I could. Vincent would be the best person to tell him about my situation, saving

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

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

step out to find his back facing me as

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

to evidently allow the other person to speak he suddenly laughs, his head

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

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

mumbles, before hitting the

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

do so reluctantly, eyeing the back garden around us and how spacious and secluded it is. It was a peaceful sanctuary

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

called." Vincent informs me, as if I already

considering I only just text

I told him to talk to you, he text me." I mumble, playing with

I don't?"

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

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