Chapter 37

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Graces POV:

I've been here for 3 months. I don't know where I am but I know that I'm in a basement. I'm locked in here all the time except when my parents abuse me. I've been raped many times and have never been more terrified.

'Bitch where are you,' my father yells coming downstairs. I can smell the alcohol already. He walks over to me and slaps my face. He starts stripping my clothes off. I cower back from him. 'Stand still,' he shouts in my face.

Cameron's POV:

Grace has been missing for 3 months. She is now on the missing persons list. We showed the policemen the letters she wrote us and they've made her a top priority. I have a scar on my stomach and upper thigh from the gunshot.

I often wonder what would've happened had I gone with her. I feel like its my fault. I should've protected her. We told her she'd be safe and now we don't know where she is. Shawn won't talk to me. He thinks its all my fault. That I should have done more.

I cut. I started cutting about a month after Grace had been missing. Nash caught me doing it one day and checks my arms every once in a while. Everyone is still here. They all canceled their tours to wait for Grace.

'Cameron,' Nash calls up, 'the police are here.' 'Coming,' I yell back to him. I go downstairs and see everyone in the living room. Shawn glares at me from the other side of the room. 'Yeah,' I ask sitting down next to Nash? 'We have good news. A man and woman matching your descriptions were spotted so we kept an eye on them,' the police woman says. 'And,' I ask? 'We think we've found Grace Kingsley,' the other one says.

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