Chapter 13

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Authors Note: Do you guys pay attention to angel numbers? I just recently started thinking about them and I have been seeing the angel number 333 EVERYWHERE!!

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*Rhett's POV*

I felt my heart beat quicken as I tried to defend myself, "I did not kill your daughter."

Rob snickered and stood up from his chair and got inches away from my face "I know you did, there's no reason to lie."

I looked over at Grace who had tears running down her cheek, both hands over her mouth, and her knee shaking due to the increase in anxiety. 

 It took everything in me not to rush over there and wipe the tears off of her face and try my best at making her smile again. 

I looked back at Rob "She coded right in front of me! I had nothing to do with it, was this your plan? Give me alcohol and I would be willing to confess to you? Maybe that would've worked if I had actually done it." With each word I got closer and closer to his face only leaving an inch between his and I's nose.

"Alright pretty boy, is that how you wanna play this?" A questioning look crossed my face and before I could respond he wrapped both of his hands around my neck and shoved me against the wall. I tried to pry his hands off but there was no use, he was not letting go.

"Rhett!" I heard Grace yell, getting off the couch and rushing towards us. Rob finally let go of my neck, just to push Grace out of the way.

Grace hit the ground hard on her side, not being able to catch herself and when she didn't get back up I felt tears threatening to leave my eyes.

"Why did you do that!" I screamed at Rob

"I honestly think that hurts you more than when I choke you out. Maybe I'll have to do that more." Rob giggled pulling on the rope that was still tied on my hand, trying to guide me to the stairs, but i didn't budge.

"You do that again and maybe I will actually murder someone." I yelled in his face hoping to be as threatening as I can be. 

"Oh yea, I'd like to see you try while being tied up." He laughed letting go of my rope and added "pick up your girl off the floor and carry her downstairs."

"Do you even care that she's also your daughter? She's still alive." I still didn't move out of my spot still trying to mask the pain that was radiating off of my neck. 

Rob got close to my face once again and said "You don't know anything." then ended it with a spit to the face. I flinched back being stunned on what he just did. I tried to keep my composure and slowly wiped it off of my cheek and not changing my facial expressions. 

I slowly bent down and did my best at picking Grace up and carrying her downstairs.

I put her closer to my spot hoping Rob wouldn't notice, so I could be even closer to her while I waited for her to wake back up.

Rob tied us both back up and turned the light off on his way back upstairs. 

As each night passes I give up an ounce of hope that we are going to make it out of here alive, especially with Rob's new way with physical abuse. What else could he be capable of?

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AHHHH! I KNOW THIS CHAPTER IS HORRIBLEEEEE!! BUT I BARELY HAVE TIME TO WRITE ANYMORE!!! UGHHHHH

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