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.

looked over, his brows furrowed with

out in a rush, desperate, and I could feel the pressure mounting, overwhelming as my hand shot up to

turn, he veered off the road, coming to a halt just by the gravel

door open before I stumbled out, the cool night air hitting

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

my body shaking as if it were trying to rid itself of the

feeling steady

say a word, just knelt beside me, his palm rubbing slow, soothing circles across my

bearable to still be alive. When the worst of it passed, I slumped back on

stop the tears from spilling over, couldn't keep the fear from bubbling back up, stronger than

father was coming to get

brothers were

I was trapped.

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

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 your fault. None of this

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

of something

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wasn't facing them

father forces me to go back with them... I can't go back, Vincent. He's going to want me dead!" My fingers twisted into the

to look up at him, his eyes were fierce, unyielding as he

- I'm not 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

them and neither should you be anymore. You're with me, Sofia, and as long as you're with me, I'll keep you safe. I'll

that hope he was so sure of, but the fear was

years ago, cultivated in every harsh word, every controlling hand my father had held over me. It was more

didn't get to

Not with my family.

different version of my life - one where I was free to make my own choices, to live without the constant dread

against mine, his voice a low whisper that washed over me. "You're safe right here. Right now. With me. We'll figure this out together, I swear. Just trust me, I know it's hard after everything I've done, but

so I just nodded,

to grab you some water and then I'm taking you to one of my lowkey properties until we can figure this out..." Vincent instructs, suddenly helping me to stand back up on to

of 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

Vincent guided me back into the car, I felt like I was trapped in

to keep up the panic, but the fear clung

glanced up to find Vincent watching me, his jaw set, the fire in his eyes almost

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