Chapter 9

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"Nasty whore!" My father screamed, pulling me out of bed by my hair.

"Look at at these hickeys on your neck!" He said, holding my hand up, the force of him pulling on my hair felt like he was going to rip it all out.

He threw me against a wall, in rage.

I couldn't speak, I was paralyzed by fear.

I was crying and shaking on the ground as my father continued to scream at me.

"That's it. Since you've broken the number one rule you get a nice.. Time out. He smirked.

I tried to crawl towards the door but he grabbed my ankle.

Oh god no.. He hasn't done this since the first time I came home smelling like cigarettes.

He pulled me down the stairs by my foot. My rips and head hit each step on the way down.

I was so weak, I could even fight back.

He put me in the chair in the far corner of the basement. He took the same old rope off the wall, and wrapped my legs, chest and arms up tight. I could barely breathe.

"Maybe a few days down here will teach you a lesson for doing sexual things, slut." He spat.

Hours went by, as I sat in the ice cold basement. I was only wearing a Sleeping with Sirens t-shirt & pajama pants.

The tight ropes cut my lung capacity in half, and each breathe felt like it was going to be my last.

When I heard the door slam shut, and my dad's truck start. I waited patiently.

I heard the loud mufflers sound get fainter and fainter as he drove away until I couldn't hear it anymore.

I screamed,

"Help me! Somebody! Please!"

For Atleast an hour.. But no one came.

I sat in the chair, choking for air.

I looked up, and saw the dim light from the sunset fading, leaving me in a pitch black basement, freezing and barely breathing.

- 2 days later -

I woke up, and immediately regretted it.
I couldn't feel my hands or feet, and my toes where starting to turn purple. I was literally freezing to death and he didn't give a shit.

I looked up and saw him.
Just sitting there, right in front of me.

Waiting.

His devilish grin showed when he saw my eyes open.

He reached into his back pocket to get something but stumbled when he stood up, and fell over.

He was a drunk mess.

He picked his knife up off the ground. He walked over and paused. Holding it up to my throat, he smiled.

He traced the veins on my wrists with the blade.

"I can make it look like you did this." He smiled.

I felt a stinging pain, and a warm liquid start to ooze down wrist onto my legs.

"What the hell is wrong with you!" I screamed.

"Nothing!" He yelled back.

The pain I was feeling was overwhelming plus the freezing cold air was making me slowly lose feeling in my body.

I started to feel light headed, and before I knew it I blacked out again.

*Tyler's Pov*

I haven't seen Rose in 3 days.. She hasn't even left her house that I know of.

I was texting her like crazy, but never got an answer, and when I called it went strait to voicemail. I was so worried but there's nothing I can do..

Wait.. I can call the police and leave an anonymous tip that she's missing..

I dialed 911.

"Hello 911, what's your emergency?" A woman asked.

"My friend Rose.. She's been missing for 3 days.." I said, trying to think of what to say.

"What's her full name, and how do you suspect she is missing?" She asked.

"Rose Lynn. No one has seen her or heard anything from her in days.." I sobbed.

"Sir have you checked her house?" The operator asked.

"I can't.. Her father." I said, cutting myself off.

"What about her father? Do you need me to send a patrol car to check out the scene?" She asked.

"Yes! Please! But just say it's a tip-"

I heard screaming coming from her house..!

"Please hurry I just heard screaming.." I cried.

*Rose's Pov*

I was screaming in pain..
He wouldn't stop vicious punches and cuts.. He got fired from his job for being late one morning he was yelling at me.. Apparently it's all my fault..

I heard someone kick the door open, and several men bolted down the stairs holding guns.

"PUT YOUR HANDS UP AMD DROP THE KNIFE." The officer demanded.

My dad looked at me, with a glare of pure evil.

"It's all your fault you fucking pathetic piece of trash." He said to me, and the officers out hand cuffs on him.

I was nodding out of consciousness.

"Miss, are you okay? There's an ambulance on the way." An officer said, cutting the ropes.

I leaned forward and fell on the ground. I was so weak and I could barely breathe.

I blacked out, and woke back up in the ambulance. They where bandaging up my cuts to stop the bleeding.

I had an oxygen mask on, I still couldn't breathe.

I looked to my left and saw Tyler. He was crying, and holding my hand.

"Rose, I'm so sorry.. " he sobbed.

I blacked out again.

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