Shadows In Durango

Chapter 59

*****Vincent's POV*****

"I'm sorry that you went through that, Vincent," Sofia said softly, her eyes full of genuine compassion. "No one should have to endure that kind of pain, especially from their own family... and believe me, I would know." She trails off, catching my attention with the last part.

Her family were bastards too? That would explain her running away from home and winding up here in town alone...

Her words hit me hard, and I felt a lump forming in my throat but I swallowed it back before it could lead to anything. I wouldn't cry over them, never.

I nodded, taking a moment to collect myself before continuing-

"It wasn't easy, especially when I was young," I admitted, my voice rough with emotion. "But it made me who I am today and if my father was to ever try to raise a hand to me these days, I would knock him around senseless - and the best part about that is, he would deserve it." I state firmly, believing in my words, instantly feeling my body tighten at the thought of my father.

"Why didn't your mother ever fight back for you?" Sofia whispers gently, as I instantly feel disgusted by the mention of her.

I wish she wasn't my mother...

"She's just a whore who fell pregnant with me to trap my father into marrying her - she's slept with half of his colleagues and isn't ashamed about it either. Sometimes, I feel sorry for her, because she seems completely soulless and lost, but then I remember what she allowed me to go through. I was never comforted whenever I would cry, she only wanted my father's approval and yet she never managed to get it - even still to this day!" I speak through my teeth, knuckles tightening.

It sounded ridiculous considering that my father beat me black and blue, but I always hated my mother more for never once asking me, her son, if I was okay. Something so simple, yet she never did it.

Sofia surprises me next by reaching across the table, her hand reaching up to take one of mine, squeezing it softly as I allow her to.

a surge of gratitude towards her for helping to calm me down

and from what I've seen

know, and I'm fucking good at it too. I'm not much different to him when you actually think about it and put it on paper. One day, I would love to get so good that I could overrun his business, just to watch him crumble and grovel at my feet, but he would stop at nothing to have me killed for it. I've decided recently that it's best to just keep them both at arms length, since they are gone quite a lot these days and

only wanted her to understand my life and who I am -

I know it takes a lot to talk about the past." Sofia's softer approach puts me at ease, something I wasn't used to receiving

that had drawn me in since day one, how she had so gracefully handled the worst of situations since moving here to town,

up and keep her all to myself, in fear that somebody else would come and take her from me. I was growing obsessed with her, and until now

bad stuff... I've heard the rumours." Sofia admits, her tone uncertain

it. But don't talk about my business to anyone, or I would have to kill

continues. Join us for the complete experience all for free. The next

her such things could drag me into some serious shit if she ever decided to

never..." Sofia's eyes widen which only causes for me

wouldn't... she's

shit my family are, what's the deal with your past? Only if you feel comfortable sharing tonight that is." I nod, as she seems

watching her mental battle take place

thing was certain about me, I could tell when people held secrets - whether for the good

Sofia swallows hard and begins, as I remain expressionless and allow

both of our fathers are pretty shitty people in more ways than one. My Mom though, she was different, softer and more kind. But she died a couple of years ago and since then

time gangster which I just find to be totally laughable since he wasn't like that before my

is and whether or not I have heard of him

tell anybody about this Vincent because I've never spoke about this to anyone, not even Emma yet." She pauses