NovelEnglishChapter 71
FrkrkkGofig's POV
Groaning loudly, | twist in the sheets before stretching my arms out - only to wince and snap my eyes open when
feeling a horrifying jolt of pain shooting up through my rib cage. Sitting up, | look around the room in a panic
before my eyes stop when meeting Daryl, who was seated in a chair by my bed as he rubs his swollen eyes and
straightens himself up. "Morning." He yawns out, as | groan and reach up to the back of my hand, suddenly
remembering how last nights argument had ended between the pair.
Foolishly, | had forced myself between them during their fight which | certainly wouldn't be doing again any time
soon!
| knew that they hadn't intended to hurt me, but | was still annoyed that they had even resorted to fighting in the
first place they were supposed to be best friends! "Morning." | whisper, my voice croaky and softer than what |
had liked for it to be.
Daryl brings his wrist up to check his watch, before standing to open up spainkillers forto take, handing
tender pain that seemed consistent to remindof my war wounds.
"Thanks." | reply, handing him back the bottle once the pills were fully down.
"It's ten." He comments, sinking back down into the chair as I all but nod, feeling awkward and uncertain around
him after his blow up last night.
He had blown things way out of proportion yesterday, all because | willingly agreed to go on the trip with
Vincent.
| was horrified to see Daryl in that light, and | hated to admit it but this taround he had been the one to cross
the line. He threw the first punch and from there, Vincent had every right to defend himself.
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It was a strange dynamic, usually having Daryl be the one to makefeel better after Vincent's aggressive
moments, but | hated to admit that this t- Vincent hadn't actually done anything wrong.
Sure, | wish he hadn't sent a hard knee into my stomach, but it was intended for Daryl and | stepped in the way -
just like the heavy duty punch that cto the back of my skull from Daryl.
Neither was intended to hurt me, but | guess one could argue that they still did it.
"I'm really sorry, for hurting you." Daryl starts, clearing his throat as | instantly hold a hand up to shush him.
"No need, | got in the way." | assure, as he shakes his head before leaning forward with his elbows resting on his
knees - face hidden in his hands.
"| just got so angry that he would even think to take you with him. It's not just a happy little vacation Sofia, the
people we do business with aren't nice people." Daryl explains, finally looking back atas | swallow the lump
in my throat. | already knew that, after Vincent had filledin on his father and his life, but | guess Daryl was
just trying to look out for me.
"lI understand why you're concerned but | wanted to go. He already toldabout his life and his Dad, and | still
agreed to go with him. It wasn't right for you to blit all on him like you did - you didn't even givea
proper chance to explain myself either, you just went straight for Vincent." | breathe through my words, trying to
remain calm and collected but ensuring that | share my disagreement with how he had handled the whole thing
nonetheless.
It was uncalled for to say the very least... it wasn't who | thought he was.
"Sofia | know what you're saying, but these men, they are the types who would use you against Vincent - to fuck
him over. They might hurt you if they learn that you two are... close." Daryl defends, seeming to struggle for
choice with the last word as | eye him curiously.
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| think there was more to this than just concern...
"Thanks for caring, but I'll be fine." | nod firmly, knowing that at spoint | would have to put my foot down
with him.
| was in charge of my own decisions and after his violent outburst, | wanted to go even more so now.
"So you're still going with him? Today? But you're injured!" Daryl's brows furrow, his hands locking together in
discomfort as | nod once.
Before | can even respond verbally, the door opens, and in walks the man of the hour himself - hair dishevelled
and standing shirtless.
| blush and glance over at Daryl who obviously rolls his eyes before he pushes himself to stand up - making his
way out of the room without another word. Vincent smirks knowingly, before moving towardsas | assume
that he was going to take his place in the chair, but instead he jumps onto the bed beside me. | bite back a
wince as he wobblesslightly and just shake my head at him, as he places his hands behind his head -
tattooed abs fully on show.
"You're pretty banged up." | comment on his bruised face, as he chuckles and watches- his tired eyes looking
"You should see the other guy!" He jokes, as I roll my eyes playfully at the comment.
He was clearly more unbothered by it all in comparison to Daryl who | feared still had sruffled feathers over
the whole thing.
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"On a serious note though Sofia, | am sorry that you got caught up between us... | would have never, you know,
kneed you, if | would have had a second to react. You just cout of nowhere. | was so pissed off when he
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmpunched me, | just saw red after that." Vincent's words shock me, the sas they did whenever he would
apologise for anything.
It was out of character for him which somehow made his apologies seem all the more genuine.
"It's ok, it was my own fault for stepping in between you both. | just didn't know what else to do... you've messed
up my stomach pretty bad though!" | raise my brows at him accusingly, as he offersa lazy smile.
"Well then I'll just have to make up for that then won't I?" He teases back, funnily enough being the one to bring
a lighter tone to the room for a change after the tension.
Usually it was Daryl doing this...
"Are you still coming withtoday or how do you feel about it?" He tests, suddenly pushing himself to sit back
up as | think on it for a second.
Did | still want to go? Sure | was sore, but my painkillers would handle that... what was the worse that would
happen now?
Plus, | didn't want to let Daryl win, not after how he had acted last night. Vincent isn't the one who deserves to
be ditched, not this taround!
"Sure as hell I am!" | beam, ignoring the slight pain at the back of my head as | smile wide.
"Let's both shower and change then we can head for the airport... give Daryl a few days to fully cool off!" He
retorts in an airy tone as | giggle and nod, watching him stand back off from the bed before heading towards the
door with a newly found pep in his step.
It was actually cute to see his excitement grow knowing that I still wanted to travel with him and | couldn't help
but agree:
Daryl needs stalone to reflect....
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