Elena
It was Monday, and I couldn't help the cold chills that ran down my spine at the thought of going there again, to school. I hated the feeling, the pain, the bullying, and the torture that came with it. I just couldn't wait for Asher to come back like he promised and save me from this hell.
"Elena!!!!". The devil herself growled from downstairs; it was Genevieve; even her name sounded like a devil's name.
"Elena!!!". She called again, as her footsteps grew closer. I was actually surprised she called me by my name and not slave. In a blink I strode to my feet as I rushed to the door. Thanks to years of experience, I knew exactly what was going to happen next if Genevieve entered into my room to see me still sprawled on my bed.
Lost in my thoughts, I run blindly down the stairs, and
