Chapter Two

It's Killing me

Ginny sat on the steps to David's room, tying her shoes. She was pulling her hair back when her current lover came up behind her.

"You know I hate your hair up." He whispered. Ginny felt a shudder run down her spine and her fingers strayed to the scar on her right shoulder. She released her hair.

He smiled into the crimson locks. They were dirty and sweat soaked. "You should get going."

Ginny smiled up at him. She wanted a hot shower and to be far away from this dick. But if she left him she had no where to go. She didn't know if she would ever find someone willing to take care of her.

Ginny was insecure. She had fallen in love with her brother and was still half in love with Harry and Draco Malfoy.

She didn't know where to turn.

David took her arm as she rose. "I want to talk to Draco. Send him up."

Ginny frowned but dared not disobey. He would tell if he thought it best. He kissed her furrowed brow in a manner that was almost sweet. He was really telling her to stop being so uncertain and to trust him. She smiled up at him.

"I want Draco to accompany you on the trip."

Ginny tensed. She was torn about Draco. Half of her wanted to know his every secret while the other half wondered why she even thought about him. He had been terrible to Ron during school. But never to her. Aside from the occasional comment.

"I know you don't like him." David began and Ginny thought for a moment that he was in one o f his sweet moods. His fingers dug sharply into her shoulders as he spun her around. He grabbed her chin, bruising her. "But you will fly to Mexico and make this transaction." He hissed. "Draco is to know nothing about what you're there for. He's just there as a precaution. Understand?"

Ginny nodded, fear and defeat warring in her. She never even thought to be angry. He kissed her hard, spliting her lower lip. The blood ran and smeared as he forced his way into her mouth. He pushed his knee between hers. He released her chin and pressed her lower back so her groin ground against his, his member engorged and hard. Ginny closed her eyes. It would have been easy to pretend. But Harry would never be this way. And Draco, there was no knowing how he would be. But she couldn't see him raping her in a hallway.

David pulled Ginny's shirt off her shoulder and bit the scar that lay there. She kept her eyes closed, hating the pain, hating herself. She never thought to hate him. He lifted her skirt and slid a hand into her panties. Ginny hated herself as his fingers elicted desire and a flood of warmth. She threw her head back, baring her neck. He groped at her breast and wrapped his fingers around her underwear. For a moment Ginny thought he would take her there, in the abandoned hallway.

But he pulled back. Her breast throbbed with what she knew would be a bruise and a small trickle of blood still ran from her lower lip. Her shoulder was already purpling from his bite. He turned from her and a line from a song ran through Ginny's head. "And you turn in disgust, From your hatred, from your lust..." Billy Joel. Ginny felt like curling up in her bed and turning "She's Always A Woman" on full blast and crying till the words blurred and formed the man who would take her away. But she gave that up years ago. Crying did nothing save redden your eyes. And David hated it when she looked less than perfect. No crying for his perfect girlfriend.

Ginny straightened her shirt and skirt and set out to find Draco.

(A/N: Well what do you think? I think it's pretty good. If I do say so myself.