chapter 19

Joan’s pov

Fear engulfed my senses as he walked into the room and locked the door behind him. “How lucky are you? Does your mom know you have three men in your pants?” he asked, closing the space between us.

“Does she know how much of a slut you are?" He leaned close to kiss me, and I pushed him immediately. "I am not a slut.”

"Yes, you are," he said, climbing on the bed. With my hands above my head, he kissed me, then down my neck. I tried to cry, but I couldn’t hold it, my body overwhelmed with so much disgust as he touched the mess.

“Get out.” I pushed him away, but he didn't go, so I bit his ear immediately. He let me. “Feisty right, oh, you will pay dearly for it,” he said with a smile on his face. He walked out on me. What is he going to do this time?

What’s going to happen to Mom? Once again, the night was long. I had no idea what he would do to mom, but he sounds really certain he was going to hurt her. What have I gotten myself into?

I barely had sleep at night; everything p