Shadows In Durango

Chapter 92

*****Vincent's POV*****

The handle to the office door turns, as I straighten up in the chair to await whoever it might be.

I watch Daryl enter first, followed in by Reid, before they close over the door behind them. I sigh deeply, thankful that the girls hadn't followed them in here to be nosey...

"Somethings happened..." Daryl starts, as they both approach me to take a seat having returned from their school day.

"What exactly do you mean by that?" I question, my tone drained since I knew that whatever he was about to tell me was no match to the new stress I was being put under after my father had contacted Frazier.

"Sofia's been crying, but don't ask us what for, because neither of them would speak in the car ride home. They went straight upstairs to their room when we got back too. Her face was all red and puffy though..." Reid rambles out, as my brows furrow in sudden curiosity.

Sofia was crying? But why? Could it be because of the text I had sent her? Perhaps I was slightly more blunt than usual, but I wouldn't think she would get that upset over a dumb text message...

"I'll go and talk to her soon." I state, rubbing at my stubbled chin and knowing that my face desperately needed a clean shave - though I just hadn't had a minute since getting home.

"What makes you think she will tell you over us?!" Daryl questions, clearly unamused as I roll my eyes and shrug.

I didn't have the energy for our petty disagreements, not today.

"Anyway, what happened with you? Did your father manage to reach Sofias Dad?" Reid asks in distraction, as I nod tightly, closing over my eyes to contain my emotions.

The whole thing still didn't feel real, and now knowing that Sofia was already having an emotional day, I didn't want to now pile this shit on top of that.

Maybe I should just wait until tomorrow to talk to her about it? Especially now that my father had also decided that he was making an appearance tomorrow night - I would have to prepare her for that alone... What a big fucking mess this week had been!

called... but this shit is heavy and you won't like it Daryl..." I trail off, as Daryl gives me a

Daryl asks, wanting me to cut to the chase as I

going to be pissed after hearing

with me for

expressions void as they wait

only that, he wants to be there to watch it happen." I state, watching their expressions morph

in search for any sign of this being a joke... which it obviously

kidding me?! That is just total bullshit and you know it Vin!" Daryl rages after collecting his thoughts, having also liked Sofia and having every right to be pissed off about her

that's just the exact same thing? Another arranged marriage? Sofia might not even want that!" Daryl continues, his fists tightening in a fury as

in a hassle free way, and so I at least have to tell her about it." I state, but deep down knew that I wasn't yet

do that?! That's a big deal Vin?!" Reid steps in now to ask, as I shrug and

getting married like this, especially since I hadn't even managed to

and leans forward, resting his elbows on his knees in order to think

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reaction like this,

he even want you to marry her? Isn't the damn cash enough for him?!" Reid grumbles, throwing his head back with a slight shake

between him and my father." I recite what I had learned from the call earlier, as Daryl rejoins us and stares

he even know your fucking father?! As if that will change anything! Your father doesn't give a shit about whether you marry somebody or not!" Daryl starts to wave his arms around like a mad man, having a similar reaction to my own

and they supported each and every one of my own points, but

It would be unfair to pile this on top." My tone is heavy, as Daryl remains riled up about the news and Reid looks between us in shock. "Is he still coming to visit tomorrow?" Reid tests, as I

my father in

Sofia and my friends or he would be

dealing with either of them, but right now, he had stepped up to

about your Mom?" Daryl wonders, as