Shadows In Durango
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Sofia’s POV
As we both sat around half way though a movie, we both tense when hearing the front doorbell chimie mut around Vincent’s borne,
Maybe
he’s back? We did lock the dont alter all.
I look to Emma as she remains under the blanket on the sofa and I decide to go open it, rushing down the hall only able to see the large silhouette through the blurred glass.
Touching the lock, I decide to double check first as I rise up onto my toes to look through the peep hole, shocked to find not Vincent, but Daryl
Quickly unlocking it, he looks up and smiles at me as I poke my hea around the door.
“Hey sweetheart, may I come in?” He jokes, as I chew my lip and blush profusely at his innocent mockery.
He damn well lives here with Vincent and yet here I was cracking the door as though he was some random stranger off the streets! Who am I to stop him from coming inside his own living space?!
“Sorry!” I quickly say, moving aside as he just chuckles and enters.
Home alone?‘ He looks around at the quiet house before I shake my head.
“Emma’s here.” I inform him, as he nods and seems relaxed with the thought.
Why did he care if I was left home alone? Especially in Vincent’s home… this was probably as safe a place as I could be right now…
“Vincent told me what happened… how are you feeling? He looks down at me in concern as I shrug and wrap my arms around myself for silent comfort.
“Come here.” He suddenly says, reaching
ing out his hands to pull me to him, locking me in a warm and comforting embrace.
We stand in the hallway, rocking slightly as I inhale his rich scent and feel at ease. Maybe staying here with Vincent and Daryl around was the best option… they both seemed to step up to comfort me when I most needed it… but the why was what I couldn’t figure out.
Why did either of them even car
care?
Melting in the moment, I almost forget about my friend who was waiting to finish our movie in the other room, as I gently pull back–causing for Daryl to look somewhat disappointed before he maks it.
““Emma.” I smile, reminding him too that she was here as he all but mods.
“I get it, I ain’t invited to girls night… it’s like English class all over again!” He holds his heart to fake being hurt as 1 lightly shove his shoulder playfully.
“Stop it! It’s not like that… you just aren’t… a girl!” I try to explain, she rolls his eyes before smirking
“I’m going to shower anyway, I had a long drive.” He confirms, moving towards the staircase as I watch him walk off. and causing for me to grow flustered once again.
How the hell will I handle living here with not only one, but both of them?!
winking al
at me
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Heading back to Fima in a dick ush down the hallway, I bound my way towards her, jumping up on the sofa as she perks up.
“Who the hell was it? Why do you look like somebody just slapped you on both cheeks? You’re bright red?” Emma comments and laughs loudly, causing for me to shush her harshly.
He might hear her and make hus of me tool
“Teen what is it girl? Who has you so burned up?!” Tisimia carries on as I cover my reidening face with both hands.
“It was Daryl at the door, he’s gone upstairs to shower but he hugge me to make sure I was ok… after yesterday!” I whisper out at quiet as a thouse, causing my friend to snort out a laugh at the stati | was getting imyself in over him.
Limma leans in, her eyes twinkling with mischief, “Well, if you’re going to be living here with both of them, you might as well enjoy the view,” she teases, nudging me playfully.
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1 roll my eyes, trying to hide my embarrassment. Stop it, Emma. It spot like that and besides, I’m not even set on staying here yet.”
ansit, conflicted,
“Oh, sure,” she says, thawing
g out the words. “Just a harmless big, right? Plus, you know Vincent won’t let you go anywhere else after that? He wants you here and you won’t win against him.” Emansa bum, agreeing that it was for the best that I give in and stay with them for the time bring.
I guess I don’t have much choice either, do 17
Before I can respond, we hear footsteps coming down the hallway,
Daryl reappears, fresh from his shower, his hair damp and tousled. He’s wearing a casual t–shirt and sweatpants, looking more relaxed than before. He catches my eye and gives a small, knowing smile.
“Hope I didn’t interrupt anything important at girls night,” says, eeing the still paused movie on the screen.
“Just a movie,” Emma replies casually, her tone light but her eyes flicking between Daryl and me with curiosity as he nods once.
“Vincent should be back soon. He’s handling some important stuff. You’re safe here, Sofia, but he said you’ve to stay and that I’ve not to let you leave.” Daryl recites in his best Vincent‘ voice making us both laugh.
Oh so I’m a prisoner here now? I joke, as he shrugs and pulls a ‘I guess so look making me smile.
I always did like how light and airy Daryl was, always seeming approachable and level headed compared to Vincent. But then I couldn’t crush Vincent’s unwavering loyalty and truthfulness, he was bold and brave, two things I rarely ever was and if one thing was for certain, he made me feel safe here.
“Well I’ll leave you both to your movie, I’ll make some food for dinner if you’re both hungry?” He suggests, as Emma nods eagerly.
I almost forgot that she was at school all day today on top of this, she must be hungry.
“Emma what time will you have to leave? I suddenly ask before 1 forget, as she checks the time on her phone.
“Well uh, it’s after six just now so 111 maybe try get home for nine at the latest? Will you be at school tomorrow?” Emma replies, before opening up the text chat with her Mom to let her know the plan
That was something I missed… being able to talk with my Mom whenever I wanted…
“Yeah I’ll be there! At least it’s Friday tomorrow!” I smile, realising that the whole of this week had gone by in a flash.
Till take you home for nine, don’t sweat it.” Daryl offers to Emma who thanks him, before he exits to make us all some dinner.
This was actually
must….
y pretty nice… it felt normal… being in a home with furniture and friends. It was the little things that mattered
I must admit, staying here was almost too good to be true,
I glance denen at my phone when seeing it light up with a text as I move to unlock it, finding Vincent’s name.
Got caught up here, might not be home until later tonight now. Are you ok with that?
4 read over the message, shocked at the question of whether I was ok with it or not. I didn’t exactly have a choice in what he got up to, what did it matter to me if he stayed out late?
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‘No worries! Daryl got here and Emma is staying until nine so I’m gd for company
I hit send, locking my phone with a smile,
At least I had a bed to sleep in again tonight…
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