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...

messages, I click away from my chat with her to

town visiting my grandparents for two days... I haven't forgot about you or our

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

almost cackling at how unaware Daryl was with everything that had happened. Little does he know I might be living with him

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

Vincent would be the best person to tell him about my

groan, I turn to go back downstairs to find Vincent,

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

back facing me as he holds

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

he suddenly laughs, his head rolling back with whatever they say

for the complete experience-all for free. The

He's seriously bipolar...

stay here and that's final." He states clearly, causing me to audibly gasp -

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

that huh?" Vincent scoffs, as I nod slowly before he smirks and offers for me to have a seat with him

us and how spacious and secluded it is. It was

as the sun shone down on us (although the heat today

informs me, as if I already

just text him

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

and I don't?" Vincent hums, arms folded and

being interrogated for misbehaving, the way his tone would

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