Shadows In Durango

Chapter 93

*****Sofia's POV*****

I lay on top of the bed beside Emma, us both staring up at the ceiling in a comforting silence. I had now calmed down from my earlier panic, but I still felt incredibly anxious and unsettled.

"My father could be on his way here for me right now for all I know..." I push the words out, as Emma cranks her head around to look at me.

"Don't think like that, we wouldn't let him take you!" Emma states firmly, her voice filled with conviction. "Vincent and Daryl certainly wouldn't either, you're in the best place!" she adds, trying to reassure me, though her words only make the knot in my stomach tighten.

I give her a small nod, appreciating her support, but deep down, the fear still lingers... My mind keeps drifting back to the moment that I saw him - Ashton - standing in the storage room at school.

His presence in town was like a shadow over everything, bringing with it memories that I thought I had buried long ago. But I couldn't tell Vincent, not yet. I didn't even know how he would react, and right now, I couldn't handle making things worse for anyone when he clearly already had a lot on his plate...

A soft knock at the door pulls me from my thoughts, and both Emma and I push ourselves to sit up, glancing towards it before the handle dips and the door opens.

"Sofia, can I speak to you alone for a minute?" Vincent's voice is firm but gentle as it enters the room with him, causing me to gulp.

How on earth will I be able to talk with him without telling him all about what happened to me today? But I knew it was selfish to pile this drama on...

Emma shoots me a knowing look, offering me a small smile before standing up. "I'll be in the kitchen if you need me," she says quietly, giving my hand a squeeze before slipping out of the room, leaving me alone with Vincent.

He steps inside, closing the door behind him as his eyes meet mine. There's a tension in the air between us, unspoken but thick, and I can already sense that he knows something is off.

"You alright?" he asks, his gaze softening as he moves closer to the bed. "Daryl and Reid told me you were upset earlier in the car but wouldn't tell them why?" He pushes, getting straight to the point as I feel my muscles tense under his scrutinising gaze.

I swallow hard, trying to keep my face neutral as I nod. "Yeah, I'm fine now. Just... a tough day in school, that's all." I state, hinting to him that I didn't want to discuss it much further.

He raises an eyebrow, clearly not buying it. "Sofia, you don't have to lie to me. If something happened at school, you can tell me. Was it something someone said or did? Or was it because I sent you that text?" He tests, as my eyes widen at the last part.

"W-What no?! I know you have a lot going on..." I trail off, as he sighs at my words and looks away.

the dread that came with seeing him again. But then I remember the way

be more than just a threat to him at this point, especially after what we have already faced

and add... "It's nothing, really. Just some drama I didn't want to

rubs a hand over his face, clearly deciding to let it go for now. "Alright," he says, though I can tell he's not

deeper. "Of course." I lie,

only reason I came up here. I need to talk

sudden seriousness in his tone. "Ok... well

takes a steady breath before speaking, his eyes locking onto mine. "My parents are coming to visit tomorrow night. Both of them, and so you'll be

heart suddenly pounding in my

Meeting his parents?

he had told me about

have

thought about the idea of meeting his family yet, let alone so soon,

Join us for the complete experience all for

their home that I had

to push aside earlier comes rushing back all at

were coming, will they

I leave? It was their property after all...

"I'm sorry for springing this on you last minute, but I only just found out myself. My father's coming... and my mom, too and I just wanted to

to meet me?

under any circumstances, but now? With everything that's been going on? It feels like the worst possible timing with this weird and heavy

finding out that his parents were coming at such

don't know what to say," I murmur, my mind racing with a thousand

My father knows that I like you though, so he probably thinks we are a

of how else

discussed what we were becoming, since before

wasn't shaping himself to be the right fit for my life, at least not as a romantic partner - more

I knew that I favoured Vincent over him and I would have to admit