Shadows In Durango

Chapter 131

Chapter 131

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

The second Vincent slammed his foot down on the gas, the quiet calm of the night completely shattered in to a million pieces.

My heart was already pounding so hard it felt like it might burst out through my ribs, but his sudden speed had me gripping the seatbelt tight, my knuckles white.

He was saying something, a low ramble that I could barely make out over the thrum of panic in my mind.

My brothers were here.

They were here.

They knew where I was again...

That hardening fact kept echoing, growing louder with every second, until I couldn't focus on anything else.

What the heck did I expect? I should have left this town when I first had the chance!

"Sofia, listen to me," Vincent's voice broke through the haze, edged with urgency, but it only pulled me further into a panic. "They don't know where we are right now or where we're headed either. I'll get you somewhere safe, just breathe" Breathe?!

The word felt foreign, impossible.

I couldn't breathe; I was choking on sheer fear.

My father's face flashed across in my mind, cold and calculating, always looming somewhere in the background of my pathetic life.

He had always found a way to make me feel small, powerless and now, even states away, he'd managed to find me again.

I wasn't safe.

I'd never be safe from him unless I was actually dead.

That was the only way to escape him!

The nausea built up quickly, a sour heat in my stomach, with my vision blurring as I struggled to keep it down.

"Pull over," I managed to choke out, my voice barely more than a whisper, but Vincent heard me instantly.

He looked over, his brows

NOW!" The words came out in a rush, desperate, and I could feel the pressure mounting, overwhelming as my hand shot up to cover my mouth.

veered off the road, coming to a halt just by the

stumbled out, the cool night

kept inside all of the fear, frustration, exhaustion - all came

door for support, my body shaking as if it were trying to

my back, feeling steady and warm, helping to ground me ever so

didn't say a word, just knelt beside me, his palm

When the

over, couldn't keep the fear

father was coming to get

brothers were already

I was trapped.

life behind, but it's like... it's like they're always going to find me. No matter

the wall I'd tried to keep up, and then his arms were around me, pulling me close to him in one swift movement. "It's not

anchor me, because in that moment, I felt like I was floating somewhere just beyond my own body, as if the fear had fully

something good, something real that we at least shared beside

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least I wasn't facing them on my own this

anymore. "If they find me... if my father forces me to go back with them... I can't go back,

intensity in his voice pulled my head back to look up

letting them take you away. I promise you that." He states. A broken laugh escaped me, caught somewhere between a sob and a gasp. "Vincent, they're all horrible people! You don't know half of what they've done. They'll tear apart anything in their path if it means getting me back. They'll hurt you!" I plead, suddenly scared

his voice harder now, edged with a resolve I hadn't heard before. "I'm not afraid of them and neither should you be anymore. You're with me, Sofia, and as long as you're with me, I'll

to feel that hope he was so sure of, but the fear was too deep, too

me years ago, cultivated in every harsh word, every controlling hand my father had held over me. It was more than just fear by now; it was a certainty, a

didn't get to decide my own

Not with my family.

me, I could almost see a different version of my life - one where I was free to make my own choices, to live without the constant dread that shadowed my every step. But

"You're safe right here. Right now. With me. We'll figure this out together,

to speak, so I just nodded, allowing myself to

close to grab you some water and then I'm taking you to one of my lowkey properties until

his palms on either side of my face; "You're too fucking pretty to be crying like this all the time... I'm going to put a stop to them if it's the last thing I do!" He states firmly, before helping me back in to the car as though

car, I felt like I was trapped in a

too worn out to keep up the panic, but the fear clung to me

click of my seatbelt brought me back to reality, and I glanced up to

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