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!

the island stool as he

complete ass when he knows Daryl is evidently already wound up.

man!" Daryl sneers, rounding towards him as Vincent slowly places the mug down on the counter before he stands to match

grabs him by his shirt - pushing him by the shoulders backwards and into

at how violent he had quickly become over the fact that Vincent was taking me with him on the trip - the worst part being that I had willingly agreed to it.

cold and calm, as my lips part at how controlled he was

father organised? All for a couple of nights away to fuck? Is that it? You selfish bastard!" Daryl begins to yell out of control,

closer out of fear, and I didn't dare to step

Vincent's eyes dart towards me accusingly, as my own eyes

a few days!" I defend myself, evidently flustered as Vincent nods once and settles back on

Vincent warns him, as Daryl all but shoves him

is short lived as Daryl

in a quick flash Vincent tackles him across the kitchen and gets on top of him - pummelling a couple of

loose ever so slightly, managing to elbow Vincent on

words as the fight continues - Vincent rushing him once again

to kill each other if I

towards them again, not thinking straight and deciding to just get right in the middle of them both which

Daryl and one knee to the stomach from Vincent has me quickly doubled over

us for the complete experience all for free. The next chapter is

which injury was worse - my pounding head

sob before feeling two sets of hands