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

could feel the pressure mounting, overwhelming as my hand shot up to cover my mouth.

off the road, coming to a halt just

before I stumbled out, the cool

kept inside all of the fear, frustration, exhaustion - all came pouring out violently, onto the

body shaking as if it were trying to rid itself of

back, feeling steady and

me, his palm rubbing

dry heaves, he stayed there, silent, his steady presence almost making it bearable to still be alive. When the worst of it passed, I slumped back on to the ground, too drained to care about how broken

tears from spilling over, couldn't keep the

was coming

were already

I was trapped.

Vincent. I thought I could leave that life behind, but it's like... it's like they're

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

letting the weight of his hold anchor me, because in that moment, I felt like I was floating somewhere just beyond my

a quiet reminder of something good, something real that we at least shared beside

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facing them on my

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 black fabric of his jacket, needing something to hold

in his voice pulled my head back to look

have to ever go back with him. You won't go back. I 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

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

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

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,

to decide my

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 that shadowed my every step. But

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

didn't trust myself to speak, so I just

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 until we

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,

Vincent guided me back into the car, I felt like

fear clung to me like

back to reality, and I glanced up

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