Shadows In Durango

Chapter 68

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

Chasing behind Daryl like a crazed lunatic as he strides his way towards Vincent's room at record pace - wasting no time before bursting in through his door only to find that he isn't even there... Phew!

"Will you please just stop for a moment and calm down? I'm the one who decided to go with him, it's ok!" I bargain, as Daryl all but shakes his head and rushes by me - heading back out of the room. "Daryl please just quit it! Why are you acting like this?" I try again, my feet scurrying quickly to keep up with him as he heads for the stairs next.

"You just don't get it!" He snaps back at me over his shoulder, shocking me with his tone since he had never been so harsh with me before now...

Watching my feet to ensure that I don't trip up with how quick we were moving, we reach the ground floor and I practically jump out of my skin the moment he begins to yell out loudly-

"VINCENT?!" He roars into the empty space, moving swiftly to the window by the front door to check for his car.

Seeming satisfied that he was still home, he heads towards the living area next as I again chase behind him. Empty again...

For everyone's sake I hope Vincent is out a walk somewhere or something! This was becoming ridiculous!

"Daryl stop this! You're completely overreacting here!" I begin to grow flustered, knowing that he wasn't prepared to settle until he finds him.

"VINCENT?!" He bellows loudly again, as I chew my lip and begin to sweat profusely.

What's gotten into him?! It wasn't this big of a deal!

Vincent seated on the island stool as he takes a sip from a coffee and raises a questioning brow at

around my house yet?" He drawls out in mockery, being a complete ass when he knows Daryl is evidently already wound up. He's only adding fuel to the

rounding towards him as Vincent slowly places the mug down on the counter before

shirt - pushing him by the shoulders

Vincent was taking me with him on the trip - the worst part

kill you eh?" Vincent's words are cold and

trip that your own father organised? All for a couple of nights away to fuck? Is that it? You selfish bastard!" Daryl begins to yell

of fear, and I didn't dare to step between them

dart towards me accusingly,

I defend myself, evidently flustered as Vincent nods once and settles back on Daryl who still maintained a vice grip

start to get pissed off." Vincent warns him, as Daryl all but shoves him hard

but the moment is short lived as Daryl swings a punch at Vincent catching him on the cheek in

scream loudly, before in a quick flash Vincent tackles him across the kitchen and gets on top of him - pummelling a couple of heavy punches

loose ever so slightly, managing to elbow Vincent on the jaw which buys him some time to get on to his feet - before sending a kick into his side which

between them, both breathing heavily and yelling incoherent curse words as the fight continues - Vincent rushing him once again and beginning

each other if I don't

deciding to just get right in the middle of them both which I

the

for the complete experience all for free. The next

filling with tears as I contemplate between which injury was worse - my pounding head

focus on what they were saying, I all but sob before feeling two sets of hands on me