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.

brows furrowed with

over. NOW!" The words came out in a rush, desperate, and I could feel the pressure mounting, overwhelming as

turn, he veered off the road, coming

barely managed to get the door open before I stumbled out, the cool night air hitting me just as

of the fear, frustration, exhaustion -

it were trying to rid itself

feeling steady and warm, helping to ground me

knelt beside me,

his steady presence almost making it bearable to still be alive. When the worst of

tears from spilling over, couldn't keep the fear from bubbling back

father was coming

brothers were already

I was trapped.

shallow breaths. "I... I'm so sorry, Vincent. I thought I could leave that life behind, but it's like... it's like they're always going

voice was soft, breaking through 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 your fault. None of this is your fault. It never will be. I'm going to handle it, ok?" He promises, but

I felt like I was floating somewhere just beyond my own body, as if the

beneath my cheek, a quiet reminder of something good, something real that we at least shared beside all of

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find me... if my father forces me to go back with them... I can't go back, Vincent. He's going to

to me," Vincent whispered, and the intensity in his voice pulled my head back to look up at him, his eyes were fierce, unyielding as he looked down

I have to keep you hidden forever, or if I have to fight off your entire fucking family myself - 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

I hadn't heard before. "I'm not afraid of them and neither should you be anymore. You're

believe him. I wanted to feel that hope he was so

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

didn't get to decide my

Not with my family.

could almost see a different version of my life - one where I was free to make my own choices, to live

With me. We'll figure this out together, I swear. Just trust me, I know it's

trust myself to speak, so I just nodded, allowing myself to cling to him in

then I'm taking you to one of my lowkey properties until we can figure this out..." Vincent instructs, suddenly helping me to stand

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 I were a fragile doll made of fine China

car, I felt like

up the panic, but the fear clung to me like a second skin, lingering at

I glanced up to

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