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!

on the island stool as he takes a sip from a coffee and raises a

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 fire and

sneers, rounding towards him as Vincent slowly places the mug down on the counter before he stands to

his shirt - pushing him by the shoulders backwards

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. What was he

you stop it before I need to fucking kill you eh?" Vincent's words are cold and calm, as my

hell would you even want to take her with you for something like that?! On a fucking trip that your own father organised? All for a couple of nights

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

crying to you about it?" Vincent's eyes dart towards me accusingly, as my own

only telling him that I would be g-gone for a few days!" I defend myself, evidently

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

they were now separated, but the moment is short lived as Daryl swings a

quick flash Vincent tackles him across the kitchen and gets on top

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

back and forth between them, both breathing heavily and yelling incoherent curse words as the fight continues - Vincent rushing him once again and beginning to pound punch after punch into his body and face relentlessly like

kill each other if I don't stop

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

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

is where the adventure continues. Join us for the

with tears as I contemplate between which injury was worse -

all but sob before feeling