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

pull over. NOW!" The words came out in a rush, desperate, and I could feel the pressure mounting, overwhelming as my hand shot up to cover my mouth. He didn't

one sharp turn, he veered off the road, coming

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

inside all of the fear, frustration, exhaustion

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

steady and warm, helping to ground

a word, just knelt beside me, his palm rubbing slow,

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 I looked in that

from spilling over, couldn't keep the

was coming to

were already

I was trapped.

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

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

hold anchor me, because in that moment, I felt like

something good, something real that we at least shared beside

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facing them on my own this time,

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

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

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

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 you're with me, I'll keep you safe. I'll put a damn bullet through each

hope he was so sure of, but the fear was

controlling hand my father had held over me. It was more than

get to decide my own

Not with my family.

where I was free to make my own choices,

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

myself to speak, so I just

taking you to one of my lowkey properties until we can figure this out..." Vincent instructs, suddenly helping

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 were a fragile doll made of fine China -

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

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

seatbelt brought me back to reality, and I glanced up to find Vincent watching me, his jaw

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