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!

when finding Vincent seated on the island stool

being a complete ass when he knows

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

shoulders backwards and into the

that Vincent was taking me with him on the trip - the worst part being that I had willingly agreed to it. What was he so pissed off

cold and

to take her with you 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?

couldn't move any closer out of fear, and I didn't dare

you about it?" Vincent's eyes dart towards me accusingly, as my own eyes widen in shock

myself, evidently flustered as Vincent nods once and settles back on Daryl who

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

in relief that they were now separated, but the moment is short lived as Daryl swings a punch at Vincent catching him on the cheek in

I 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 of

managing to elbow Vincent on the jaw which buys him some time to get on

- Vincent rushing

each other

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

of my head from Daryl and one knee to the stomach from Vincent has me quickly doubled

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I contemplate between which injury was worse - my pounding head or my bruising

all but sob before feeling two sets of hands on me