Was he kissing me?

Grace's POV

The fight went on till Davis pulled me along with him,

“Hey, where are you taking me? Helen!” I screamed again. She is the only one that can save me from Davis's cruelty. He hit me against the wall,

“If I hear you call Helen one more time!” He snapped, and before he was done saying it, I yelled,

“Helen!”

“Oh, you little bitch!” He slapped the wall very close to my face and I flinched.

“Davis, let her out of here!” Vincent yelled.

Before I knew it, Davis pulled me into a room I never knew existed. I didn't know a lot of things existed in this mansion, though.

I looked around me to find the room dusty. One would see that the room had never been used because the bed, couch, and other things were neatly covered.

When I noticed there was no way out, I began to beg,

“I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Davis. I won't try it again”.

He ignored my plea and began to move dangerously towards me, while I took slow steps back. My eyes were already teary, I'm dead and gone.

We continued our