Shadows In Durango

Chapter 95

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

"You look great! Relax!" Emma encourages me, moving to fix one of my curls as I clasp my hands together to avoid them from shaking.

A knock is heard on the bedroom door, as Emma moves to open it, finding Reid with two glasses of what looked to be champagne.

"A little drink to take the edge off ladies?" He comments, walking in and handing us one each as we thank him.

Vincent had already left to pick his parents up from the airport and all we could do now was wait for their return...

Daryl had been in another weird and awkward mood today which didn't help, and whenever I seemed to enter a room he would quickly exit it.

But all he was doing with his recent behaviour was confirming my feelings for Vincent. I didn't like how pissy Daryl could be, as opposed to Vincent who seemed to face things head on.

I had told Emma all about how I felt and even she agreed that I had more of a spark with Vincent lately and so that would be that...

Although I still felt like I owed Daryl an explanation, but just not tonight.

"Let's go downstairs and wait?" Reid suggests, as I turn to face the mirror one last time to look myself over.

Was this too much? Or maybe not enough? I didn't know...

I had picked out a strapless black skater dress that stopped just above my knee with a slight sparkle through the fabric. I then paired the outfit with some strappy black heels. Emma's Mom had done my hair up in a messy but stylish curly bun, meanwhile Emma went for a sleek ponytail look, wearing a white midi dress with silver heels.

"You look great, let's go!" I feel Emma reach out for my hand with a smile, stealing me from my thoughts as I breathe and nod slowly, following her out and downstairs.

"So have you met them before? His parents?" Emma asks Reid, who had even gone to the effort to dress in a green button up shirt and black pants.

"Yeah, I've met them tons growing up. They can be difficult at times but just don't let anything they say get to you. Sometimes his father can actually be likeable but other times, if he's in a shit mood, he's an ass..." Reid debriefed us as we headed for the living area to have a seat whilst we wait.

To my dismay, Daryl was in there, but he didn't even bother to look up from his phone as we entered the room which only added to my disappointment towards him.

on, as Reid suddenly sniggers at the mention of her which causes for me to

was the deal with her? Judging by everyone's reactions, including Vincent himself, she

type of look with wide eyes as I nod once to silently agree with what she was thinking. All I hope for, is

as I stared forward at the crackling electric fire - hoping for it to calm me slightly but as suspected,

Emma's constant reassurance, I can't shake the nerves crawling under my skin. I glance at the wall clock, wondering how much longer we'll have to wait, seeing that it was just after half past five. Daryl's presence in the room doesn't help either. He hasn't said a word, not even to Reid, with his eyes glued to his phone, and the tension

be distant, but this is something else entirely. Today, he couldn't even look at me,

quiet sigh, swirling the champagne in my glass, hoping that it would

the game plan if things get awkward tonight? Will we just dine and dash? Leave Vincent to handle the aftermath?" She attempts a joke, as I force a smile

with them so the best bet is to stay close

wish I shared his light

last thing I need is to be caught in the crossfire of any family drama they

his seat, finally glancing up from his phone, his eyes flicking between us before settling on me. "You nervous?" he asks, his tone flat but the question still catching me off guard. It's the first thing he's said

to lie but not wanting to admit too much either. "A little,"

emotion. "Yeah well, you probably should

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me feel worse with his rude attitude! He was acting like a total jerk

goes back to scrolling through whatever's on his screen, leaving the tension hanging in the air as Reid stares at him

like we're all just waiting for the inevitable, trapped in a suffocating atmosphere that Daryl had

pacing a little. "Vincent just text, they are nearly here. Let's just hope they're not in one of their 'moods."" He smirks, though I can tell

closer. I can't help but wonder if Vincent is as stressed as I am. Knowing him, he's probably doing everything he can to keep the peace

some comfort, but deep down, I know that tonight is more than just about making a good

handle being part of Vincent's world or not. The world of

was I willingly signing myself

as headlights flicker in through the window as the

finally here," Reid says, leaving the room and moving towards the door

I ignore him, leaving him behind in the room to sulk over

footsteps approaching from outside, followed by the muffled voices of Vincent

opens, and suddenly, they're