59. The Hate We Give

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by maiyavalentinne

by maiyavalentinne

Jules POV

I couldn't stop stealing glances at Rue. She looked defeated.

"Don't pull her arm like that." I said to Blake who had her arms tied behind her back. They used our ropes to do it.

Cassie was crying while Maddy was cursing Vanessa out. Gia was crying aloneside Rue.

Look what I had done.

When we stepped into the house, there was no sign of Jrue or Todd. There were five chairs laid out and put together. Blake sat me and Rue together. Our chairs were turned opposite ways to where the back of the chair touched. He tied us up and did the same for Maddy and Cassie.

Gia was tied to the leg of the chair of Maddy's.

"Rue." I said.

She didn't answer.

"How could you not tell me?" She then said.

"I'm sorry." I choked.

"I hate you." Rue spat. "If we ever make it out of here, I want your bags packed and I never want to see you again."

"Rue-"

"Oh shut up the hateful talk." Blake interrupted annoyed. "You're never gonna make it out. Jules you are an unfaithful bitch who was hypnotized by the dick. You like men. Why do you try to hide it?" He laughed.

Blake and Vanessa kissed in our faces and pulled a knife to Rue's neck.

"You thought you could get away from me? For years I've dreamed of getting revenge, I even sent your wife a little message."

"What message?" I asked.

"Oh, you know." She giggled.

Oh shit. The necklace. Vengeance in French was. . . Revenge.