Shadows In Durango

Chapter 56

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

I woke up the next morning feeling groggy and disoriented. The events of the previous night replayed in my mind reminding me of a good movie with a bad ending.

I glanced around at my familiar room, remembering back to how Daryl had kissed me so passionately only before insisting that I leave his room before things would get out of hand.

He claimed that I 'wasn't ready', which I can understand why he would think that since he was a total gentleman at the best of times, but I felt that I was.

I was at least ready to experience something in my life - something exciting and meaningful - something that I had control over for once.

I wanted nothing more than to explore something new with him, feeling now that I could trust him in that way.

But thinking back to how the whole night had ended yesterday, I was sort of glad that he called it quits because last night would have been far from romantic... nothing like how I had imagined my first time. Vincent had openly called me a whore, and I didn't need to be proving him right...

Emma hadn't returned to my room last night, and I did wonder if she had managed to sort things out with Reid?

I crank my neck to the side seeing that the sunlight was streaming in through the window seeming almost too bright as I sat up and rubbed at my tired eyes with a stretch. I could hear faint voices downstairs, and doors opening and closing around the house which gained my curiosity knowing that the others were awake.

I needed to face them after last night, especially Vincent, but the thought alone made my stomach churn.

With a deep breath, I got out of bed and headed to the bathroom to freshen up. I stared at my reflection, my eyes still puffy from crying but my hair bright and blonde just how I liked it.

The pink cowboy hat sat on the bathroom counter, a reminder of last night's ill-fated fun.

I finished up before making my way downstairs, finding Daryl in the kitchen, brewing what looked to be coffee.

He looked up and smiled warmly when he saw me before I glanced around at the rest of the kitchen finding no sign of Vincent just yet.

"Morning, Sofia. How are you feeling today?" he asked, opening up a cupboard before filling and handing me a mug of my own.

"A little better, thanks to you, at least you don't hate me around here right?" I replied with a dry laugh, before taking a sip. The warmth of the coffee was a comforting gesture. "Where is Vincent anyway?"

I woke up, his car was gone. We'll talk to him later though,

nodded, feeling a mix of relief and dread. I wasn't ready to face Vincent yet, but I couldn't avoid him forever - especially whilst living

turned on my heels and walked into the living room, where Reid was flipping through a

both looked up as I entered, their reactions to my presence

want to wake you!" Emma asked, concern in her eyes as I

still hadn't sorted our own drama after everything had gone down at the bar, but I

look as he visibly straightens up and clears his throat. "Sofia look, I think we got off on the wrong foot..." Reid begins, occasionally glancing to Emma as he speaks - as though seeking her approval. This

you first came to town..." He chooses

his best to make

to admit that I really do like Emma and I also don't want to make her uncomfortable. I'm working on taking accountability for

he was evidently growing more

Vin I would apologise to you and make things right too."

beam, feeling relieved that he had seemed genuine in his apology despite the

friend wanted nothing more than for us to get along, since it was clear she was dabbling in a relationship with

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would be around me often, so what use would I get

quickly I had gotten

shrug to

me to be his girlfriend last

for you guys!" I smile, feeling shocked that Emma's night seemed to have ended well unlike how Vincent had

everything, it was clear that she and Reid were genuinely trying to make things work between them and that Reid seemed to have taken a genuine interest

gave her a shy smile - surprising me with his more sheepish side. It was strange to see him in

to agree with her words. Before I could respond, the front door is heard opening and closing from down the hall causing me to still, before heavy footsteps are

can we talk outside?" Vincent asked, his voice softer than

mix of anxiety and determination to defend myself today. Vincent had crossed a line, and I wasn't prepared to

him out to the backyard

deep breath, running a hand through his hair with a slight groan before

names or dragged you out of the bar like I did. I've thought it over

in the same morning? The

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