Shadows In Durango

Chapter 128

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

I watched Sofia and Emma disappear off down the hallway together, leaving a silence in their wake as they no doubt planned to discuss each and every detail of what had went on between us over at my house... She hadn't looked back either.

Not once.

Itching to rid herself of my company as quickly as possible - which I hated to admit hurt my feelings.

Her parting words echoed around in my mind, repeating on a loop like a stuck record: "Hopefully I'll find a way to move past all of this, just give me time to figure it out."

In other words, she was still a very long way from forgiving me. A long way from trusting me. And the worst part? She hadn't even seemed to care that I told her I loved her.

That was big for me to even admit, since before meeting her, I didn't even believe in love...

The thought made my jaw tighten as I sank down onto one of those hard plastic waiting room chairs again, forcing myself to sit still even though every inch of me was restless and wanted to move.

She had just stood there when I said it too, looking at me like I'd told her something as trivial as what I'd had for breakfast...

I barely noticed Reid taking the seat across from me, his gaze set with that knowing look of his, always prepared to poke his nose in every corner of my business.

He didn't have to say a word for me to sense his curiosity brewing...

"So," Reid finally began, his voice testing, "are you gonna tell me what went down, or am I supposed to just guess?"

I straightened up instantly, casting him a warning glance. "Not right now, Reid, just know that it went shit!" I state bluntly, expecting for that to be the end of it - which was wishful thinking.

He just leaned back, folding his arms comfortably whilst stretching out his legs. "Come on, Vin. You look like you've been through a hurricane. I can't believe that girl has you wrapped around her pinky finger like this... it's maddening to see you in this much of a state all because she's mad at you!" He scoffs next, shaking his head, as I scowl.

I tensed, my fingers tapping restlessly against my knee as I wanted nothing more than to fly across and attack him.

"It's between Sofia and me and It will get fixed soon enough." I conclude, leaving no room for dispute.

Reid raised an eyebrow, his expression skeptical. "Look, I'm not asking for the play-by-play, but maybe you'd feel better getting some of it out? I'm guessing you spoke about the arranged marriage scenario?" He trails off, as my blood begins to seriously boil.

you just backed off?!" I replied, harsher than I intended but I

that familiar half-smile, always unbothered by my outbursts - he had been that way since we were kids which only bothered me more. "Fine. Guess I'll let you stew in it on your own, then." He shrugs, as I can't help

feel his eyes on me every so often, dissecting my

humiliation that came with being the one to say "I love you" first, and getting absolutely nothing

wasn't the right moment, not the moment she deserved at least. But I'd just been so wrapped up in trying to make

was serious about my feelings for her, that this wasn't

his eyes, giving me some form of reprieve

my jacket pocket for my phone, checking it for the

with notifications: three missed calls and six unread messages, all from

Yay.

began to scroll through them. The texts were blunt, each one getting a little more impatient which was no surprise to me

the phone? I'm starting to get pissed off having to manage your

can't just ignore his calls forever just to fucking

to get Sofia under control before her father starts knocking on all of

the fuck have you been doing

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your ass for another day Vincent, I have more

into the situation, a sharp reminder of the tangled mess that

much had to deal

as I scowled down at the device,

from the seat as Reid nodded knowingly, looking concerned but not

our conversation was going to entail, would have

the cold air hit me like a slap, clearing some

screen, his messages each a demand, each a reminder of the one part of

hovered over his name as I hesitated, taking a breath, before finally

barely rang twice

time," he barked, his tone sharp and familiar, laced with that impatience he had honed

jaw, pushing down the irritation that

with mockery. "Busy playing Romeo, I assume. Meanwhile, Frazier's up my ass because he

statements all morning too and then I had to drive home to grab Daryl some shit that he needs from the house! Frazier isn't my priority right

the line, before he groans heavily in

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