Chapter 12

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Day 4

*Grace's POV*

The day's aren't getting any easier but, I am learning new ways to cope with the situation. Sleep is my best friend.

Every couple of hours I get to use the bathroom and Rhett and I both get the last portion of Rob's food for whatever he eats. At least he isn't starving us.

Fast footsteps descended the stairs and Robert broke Rhett and I out of our individual thought. I looked at him with fear evident in my eyes. And he gave me a reassuring look and if I had to guess he was telling me that everything was going to be okay.

Robert came stumbling around the corner practically tripping over his two feet. It instantly smelt like alcohol.

"You two get off the floor and come join me upstairs," he chuckled falling against the wall for support "wait you guys are tied up." He chuckled once again dragging his feet in our direction. I scooted as close to Rhett as I could get with fear written all over my face.

Rob came over and untied us and guided us up the stairs like dogs and sat us on the couch. "This will prove your trust to me, I am not going to tie you guys up. If you try running I'm not afraid to pull out my gun." He then pulled up his pant leg and revealed a gun that was holstered to his ankle. 

My heart sunk when I saw it and I tried to think of another way out but there was no way out if he was armed and Rhett and I both had no idea on where to go. 

"Alright, I'll get you guys shots." With that he disappeared to the kitchen.

"Damn, if he didn't have that gun we could totally make it out of here." Rhett scooted as close as possible to me and I tried to contain myself with the new found close proximity. 

"I know." I said looking down at our legs touching then back up at him

"Do you want me to scoot back over?" he asked, was I starring that hard? 

"No, trust me I like it." I whispered feeling my cheeks start to rise in heat and he just smiled at me. 

"Okay here you two go. One shot each to start off with." Rob tumbled back into the living room

"I'm good, no thank you" I responded to him being as nice as possible

He gave the shot to Rhett and starred at me and said "You are going to take this shot wether you like it or not missy." 

Was that a threat?

"No I am not." I stated and crossed my arms over my chest and sending him a glare

"Fine, have it your way." Rob put my shot on the table and quickly came up to me pulling me up from my sitting position by the hair on the top of my head. 

"Hey don't touch her like that!" Rhett yelled at him getting in his face

"Sit back down before I use my gun on you." Rob said, I saw the color drain out of Rhetts face as he slowly stepped back and sat down. 

I was still standing in front of Rob trying to control my breathing. He then grabbed me at my neck and said "Open that pretty little mouth of yours." I could see the anger in his eyes and I shook my head no.

He then squeezed harder and i winced in pain trying to breath. I looked over at Rhett who had tears in the brim of his eyes watching. I mouthed 'fine' and Rob finally let go. 

"Good girl, now for all the trouble, you get two extra shots!" Rob said then motioned for me to take the first one and then went to the kitchen.

I sat back down next to Rhett, I could tell he was still starring at me and I was ashamed to look back at him. 

Why couldn't I just take the shot in the first place? I wondered to myself. 

I jumped at the feeling of Rhett's fingers running down my neck and onto my collar bone "That's gonna leave a mark Grace." 

I finally looked at him tears threatening to leave my eyes and he wrapped his arm around the back of my neck and let me cry into his shirt before Rob came back. 

He then moved his arm and I sat back up and looked at him. "You are too pretty to cry." He whispered then continued to wipe the tears off of my cheeks. 

Rob came flying back into the room with a handle of tito's in hand "I decided you guys can pour your own shots."

Next thing I knew I watched Rhett take the bottle from him and take three big gulps right from the bottle and I just starred at him in Awe because I am going to struggle to take these shots. 

Next thing I knew it was my turn I poured mine and Rhett's shot glasses then took them back to back. 

"Good girl" Rob said to me as I handed him the bottle and he sat in the recliner that faced Rhett and I and I scooted as close to Rhett as I possibly could because he made me feel safe and gave me hope that we were going to get out of here at some point. 

Silence filled the room and I felt the seconds pass by as the alcohol started to rush threw my veins. Once I started to feel it I leaned my head on Rhett's shoulder because this was probably the last time I would be able too. 

"So Rhett, why did you kill my daughter." Rob spat at him

You still have a daughter

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Whats gonna happen nextttt!!!

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