Shadows In Durango
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hapter 131-1
The second Vincent slammed his foot down on the gas, the quiet cale 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 lais 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 thrum of panic in my mind,
My brothers were here.
They were here.
They knew where 1 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, odged th 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
even sta
states away, he’d managed to find me again.
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.
“What?” He looked over, his brows furrowed with worry. “Sofia, what
“Please, pull over, NOW! The words came out in a rush, desperate, and I could feel the hand shot up to ciner my inquil.
He didn t hesitate after that.
In one sharp turn, be veered off the road, coming to a holt just by the gravel shoulder.
e pressure mounting, overwhelming as my
1 barely managed to get the door open before I stumbled out, the cod night air hitting me just as my stomach heaved.
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Everything I kept inside.
all of the fear, frustration, exhaustion—all came pouring out violently, onto the ground below
1 gripped the door for support, my body shaking as if it were trying to rid itself of the past weeks worth of trauma.
I felt Vincent’s hand reach my back, feeling steady and warm, helping to ground me
Fever so slightly,
He didn’t say a word, just knelt beside me, his palm rubbing slow, soothing circles across my shoulders.
Even when I’d 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 the ground, too dined to care about how broken I looked in that moment seated on the concrete.
I couldn’t stop the tears from spilling over, couldn’t keep the fear from bubbling back up, stronger than ever.
My father was coming to get me
My brothers were already here.
I was trapped.
“I’m sorry.” I whispered, my voice barely audible, hiccuping between shallow breaths. “L. 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 m so sorry, Vincent. I thought I could all because of met
“Shh, Sofia…” His voice was soft, breaking through 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 not your fault. None of this is your fault. It never will be. I’m going to handle it, ok?” He
promises, but I struggle to believe him.
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1 buried my face in his chest, letting the weight of his hold anchor me, because in that moment, I felt like I was floating somewhere just beyond my own body, as if the leat had fully pulled me outside myself.
His heart beat solidly beneath my check, a quiet reminder of something good, something real that we at least shared beside all of
At least I wasn’t facing them on my own this time, right?
“I don’t know what to do, I finally managed to cry out, my voice breaking with a 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. It’s going to want me dead!” My fingers twisted into the black fabric of his jacket, needing something to hold onto.
“Listen to me,” Vincent whispered, and the intensity in his voice pulled my head back to look up at him, his eyes were fierce, unyielding as he looked down at me
“You don’t 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 way. 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 apart anything in their path if it means getting me back. They’ll hurt you!” I plead, suddenly scared for his own safety next.
“Then let them try,” he said, 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 of their skulls if I need to!”
I wanted to believe him. I wanted to feel that hope he was so sure of but the fear was too deep, too real.
It had been planted in me years ago, cultivated in every harsh word, every controlling h than just fear by now, it was a certainty, a truth I’d carried my whole life.
hand my father had held over me. It was more
1 didn’t get to decide my own fate.
Not with my family.
But in Vincents arms, feeling his warmth surround me, I could almost see a different version of my life – make my own choices, to live without the constant dread that shadowed my every step.
But would those dreams ever be a reality? Not with them hanging over my head..
one where I was free to
Vincent leaned down, his forehead resting against mine, his voice a low whisper that washed over me. “You re safe right here. Right now. With mie.
Well figure this out together, I swear. Just trust me, know it’s hard after everything Tye done, but I only want to help you.” He promises.
I didn’t trust myself to speak, so I just nodded, allowing myself to cling to him in desperation.
“Get back in the car, Ell stop somewhere close to grab you some water and then I’m taking you to one of my lowkey properties until we can figure this out. Vincent instructs, suddenly helping me to stand back up on to shaky legs.
He pauses for a moment, lifting his hands to wipe at my wet cheeks, before he “You’re too fucking pretty to be crying like this all the time… Tai going to put a stop to them if it’s the last thing I do!” He states places each of his palms on either side of my face; firmly, before helping me back in to the car as though I were a fragile doll made of fine China – seconds from shattering.
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As Vincent guided me back into the car, 1 felt like I was trapped in a daze, every nerve
My body was too worn out to keep up the panic, but the fear chang
like a second skin, lingering at the edges of my mind.
The soft click of my seatbelt brought me back to reality, and I glanced up to find Vincent watching me.
- e. his jaw set, the fire in his eves almost startling.
He climbed in quickly and pulled back out onto the road, slower this time, with one hand still gripping the steering wheel tightly. while the other reached across the consele to gently hold my hand.
His touch was warm, a silent reassurance I desperately needed as he kept his eyes fixed on the dark road ahead
A few minutes later, he pulled off the main road into a small convenience store parking lot. “Stay right here,” he murmured softly, giving my hand a squeeze before stepping out and locking the doors
I watched as he disappeared inside, the fluorescent lights casting harsh shadows across the empty street, making the silence fogl even more hollow and startling-
I half expected my brothers or my father to jump out from the darkness, feeling so paranoid and on edge now more than ever.
Vincent returned not even a minute later, climbing back in and handing me a cold bottle of water and a small, folded packet
Essues
of
He said nothing, his hand mouth with the fluids.
returning to
to mine, tracing small circles with his thumb as he began to drive once more as I cleansed my
His silence spoke more than any y words could he was here, and he wasn’t going anywhere again.
The words eventually slipped out before I could stop them, a broken whisper. “Why do you even care, Vincent? It would be easier for you if you just left me behind. My family… my father, they’ll ruin you too if you’re caught up in this mess.”
He sighed, glancing over at me, his grip on my hand tightening. “You really think I’d walk away from you now? After weve been through? I seriously care, and I’m not afraid of them. You don’t know the hall of what I’ve did over the years either and
everything I’m only eighteen. I’m certainly no angel Sofia and I don’t care what they’ll try they’re not taking you from me. I’ll fucking kill
them.” He looked back at the road, his face showing no signs of a lie as the determination set in to his eyes.
He’s serious….
Had he killed people before?
Is that what he meant?
I knew he had done some pretty illegal stuff for his father but how far did his crimes actually go?!
But Vincent..” I whispered, my voice hurt and broken.
“There’s nothing you can say to make me walk away from you. Nothing His voice was low but firm, as though daring me to try and change his mind.
I swallowed, looking down at our hands intertwined, his fingers strong and sure around mine,
He glanced over at me again, his expression softening. We will be there is an hour or so, it’s pretty far out. They won’t find you there.” he murmured, giving my hand another squeeze. The place were going, it’s really safe, I’ve been using it for years whenever I
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henaidat. Not many people know about it so don’t worry
ross washeid over me, gentle but undeniable, as the fear began to wane, replaced by a hesitant hope… all I can do pwy 14 trust him and hope for the best.
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