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

feel the

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

barely managed to get the door open before I stumbled out,

of the fear, frustration, exhaustion -

for support, my body shaking as if it

reach my back, feeling steady

beside me, his palm rubbing slow, soothing circles across my

was nothing left but dry heaves, he stayed there, silent, his steady presence almost making it bearable to still be alive. When the worst

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

was coming to

were

I was trapped.

I thought I could leave that life behind, but it's like... it's like they're always going to find me. No matter where I go. Now you're involved too, and it's

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

that moment, I felt like I was floating somewhere just beyond my own body, as

solidly beneath my cheek, a quiet reminder of something

might be missing out on

them

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

pulled my head back to look up at him, his eyes were fierce, unyielding as he looked down at

don't care if 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

of 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.

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

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

get to decide

Not with my family.

was free to make my own choices, to live without the constant

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 I only

just nodded, allowing myself to

back in the car, I'll stop somewhere close to grab you some water and then I'm taking you to one of my lowkey properties

to wipe at my wet cheeks, before he places each 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 thing I do!" He states firmly, before helping me back in to the car as though I

like I was trapped

too worn out to keep up the panic, but the fear clung to me like a second skin,

brought me back to reality, and I glanced up to find Vincent watching me, his jaw set, the fire in his eyes

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