Chapter Eleven

Chapter Eleven

Ginny’s Point of View. 

I stayed there, in a ball, unmoving, crying.  The guy was a fucking monster, but... How else would you expect a monster to act? Using fear and childhood abuse just to get reactions out of people. If this is what life here would be like, I’d rather be dead. 

While I laid there, the light in the room changed. It had gotten darker and I could see out the window that the sky was changing, it was getting into the evening and I was sure Cole would be back soon, after all, this was his bedroom. I didn’t want to be here when he returned. 

I managed to find the inner strength to sit up and I wiped away the many tears that had stained my face. I heard the bedroom door open and froze, but whe