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

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

veered off the road, coming to

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

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

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

feeling steady and warm, helping

me, his palm rubbing slow, soothing circles across

finished, when there was nothing left but 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

keep the fear from

coming to get

were already

I was trapped.

sorry," I whispered, my voice barely audible, hiccuping between 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 to find me. No matter where

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

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

reminder of something good, something

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facing them

desperation I couldn't hold back anymore. "If they find me... if my father forces me to go back with them... I can't go back, Vincent. He's going to want

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

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

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

I wanted to feel that hope he was

controlling hand my father had held over me. It was more than just fear by now; it was a certainty, a truth I'd

get to

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

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

to speak, so I just nodded, allowing myself to cling

to one of my lowkey properties until

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

into the car, I felt like I was trapped

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

back to reality, and I glanced up to find Vincent watching

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