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!

I still at the door when finding Vincent seated on the island stool as he takes a sip from a coffee and raises a

ass when he knows Daryl is evidently already wound up. He's only adding

him as Vincent slowly places the mug

shoulders backwards and into the other countertop as a jolt of horror pushes

Vincent was taking me with him on the trip

to fucking kill you eh?" Vincent's words are cold and calm, as my lips part at how controlled he was in

for something like that?! On a fucking 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 out of

didn't dare to step between them like this... but I had to

eyes dart towards me accusingly, as my own eyes widen

I was only telling him that I would be g-gone for a few days!" I defend myself, evidently flustered as Vincent nods once and settles back on Daryl who still maintained a vice

get pissed off." Vincent warns him, as Daryl all but shoves him hard once before letting him

now separated, but the moment is short lived as

in a quick flash Vincent tackles him across the kitchen and

into autopilot as I tug at Vincent's arm but he doesn't budge. Daryl gets loose ever so slightly, managing to elbow Vincent on the jaw which buys him some time to get

and yelling incoherent curse words as the fight continues - Vincent rushing him once again and beginning to pound punch after punch into

are going to kill each other if I don't

them again, not thinking straight and deciding to just get right in

from Daryl and one knee to the stomach from

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I contemplate between which injury was worse - my pounding head

but sob before feeling