Chapter 13

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Rhemington has been ignoring me. Every time that I get close he leaves. He don't lay with me. He don't speak to me. Maybe he's mad at me, I'm not sure. But I know for a fact that he doesn't need to know my past. Bruno has stuck by my side. 

Im cleaning the dishes when Rhemington walks in. He comes behind me, "Be nice. We have a visitor."

I turn my head and a old man is standing there. He smiles at me. I wipe my hands on my jeans. I know this man, but I don't know where from. I can't quite put my finger on it. He shakes my hand, leans in, and whispers, "oh sweet Quinn."

How does this man know my name? I look up to Rhemington for comfort. But he's not paying attention. "Will you bring some whiskey to the office. We have some things to discuss." I watch as they leave. Something don't feel right here...

I pour two glasses. And walk to the door.

"I'll pay you $10,000.00 for that girl in there."

"She's not on the table, McLain."

That's what I'm here for? To be sold? Fuck this place. I guess this is my que that I shouldn't even be here, and it's time to leave. But first let me drop this whiskey off. Or maybe throw it in his face.

I knock on the door, the man's head turns and I drop the whiskey. I start shaking in fear. I can't breathe. Someone help me. I can't stop staring at my grandpa's face. All the things my dad and him did to me, with there friends. I stop shaking long enough that I turn around and run. He knows where I live. He will go back and tell my dad. There is no way in Hell I can stay here. I grab Bruno and I run, without turning back. I can hear the footsteps of Rhemington. I'm quicker though in human form.

I see Summer coming in the door as I'm running out of it. "GRAB HER." Rhemington yells at her. I know I'm about to be screwed because I hear a loud roar from behind me. AK is now out.

"AK be easy with her. Somethings wrong." I hear summer yell.

My ribs are starting to burn. My breath is faltering, and I can feel Bruno giving up. When I'm at my weakest that's when I feel his body tackle me to the ground.

I start to cry. "AK please get that man out of here. Please."

His eyes squint "Why?"

"I'll explain everything, just get him out of here."

His eyes light up, "Gladly."

Ak helps me on my feet. Summer and the man are standing right behind us. Ak keeps me towards the woods.

"You need to LEAVE!" He roars.

"Gladly." My grandpa says. And just like that he is gone. But he didn't just take himself. I no longer feel Bruno beside me, all that is left is a empty collar.

I turn around. Summer is standing there with her mouth agape. "Rhemington who was that?" She whispers.

I drown there voices out. That's my dog. He took MY dog.  He took my Bruno, the only thing that has loved me. The dog I've wanted since I was a child. "FUCK YOUUUUUUUU." I scream. 

I pick up a rock and start chucking it. I know I'm red in the face but I don't care. He took my fucking dog. He took my Bruno...

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