Welcome back to part 5 of my Ginny & James series. This is part two of the ending of the story. I thought it would be fun to write from each of the main character’s point of view, so you really get to see them and wrap it up as the story draws to a close. Ginny was the first up. But Cassie is stuck in the middle of a game she knows nothing about, she has been a catalyst so to speak for forcing Ginny to take drastic measures to win James’ heart back. As always you can read alone or skip back over the previous parts to follow the story through. Don’t forget to come back to read the next part of this story as we meet James and the conclusion to the story and Ginny’s quest for her happily ever after. A love Long Lost, I Felt You Before I Knew You, You Will Be Mine and The End?
Ginny & James: Cassie
3 Days Ago
Cassie sat and listened to James as he filled her in on everything. Her coffee had long gone cold, but still, she held onto the mug with a grip so firm no one dared take it away from her. Her head was swimming as she processed what he was telling her. All of it truly unbelievable yet at the same time explained a lot.
So she just sat there and let his words wash over her. How could he keep this a secret from her, for months now? Cassie didn’t know what to think or feel any more she really didn’t. Was he really a part of this ridiculous story? Pitting himself as the lead and saviour from this so-called Ginny creature or whatever she was? She felt herself choking on the idea that there was a whole different world and war raging around her and she had been living oblivious to it for all this time.
It was her aunt who made her mind up to move to this town. After losing her parents in a car accident at 19, Cassie felt lost and came to stay with her aunt in Maraville for a while. Only she never left. Feeling some sort of irrational pull to the place and its run-down charm, Cassie made herself at home, got a job and a few short years later found herself the proud owner of the little bungalow she now calls home. If you had told her at 16 that in just 5 or so years she would be a homeowner living in a little town out of the city she would have thrown her head back and laughed. Cassie Bolsover, grown up and living a respectable life! Ha, keep on dreaming she would have laughed at them.
So why was she finding what James was telling her so hard to digest? As strange as his story sounded it’s not like life hadn’t already thrown her some curve balls of its own! But like a bad takeaway, it just wasn’t sitting right with her and she had a feeling the uneasy queasiness in her stomach wasn’t going to be cleared by an antacid. As she grimaced once more at the bile rising in her throat Cassie became aware James had stopped talking and was just staring at her. Those brown soulful eyes she used to lose herself in seemed different. He looked puzzled, confused and hold on, was that fear? After everything she had just heard him say, the big man on campus was scared? The hero of his own story, who could save the world from the hideous beast was scared?
Cassie scoffed at James and then let out a laugh. A giggle and before she knew it she was creased up over the oak varnished table in front of her at Frothy Joe’s, the best and only coffee joint in this little town of theirs. But still James sat there just looking at her. Silent. Exactly how he had been with her these past few weeks but now he had finished telling her his story she knew why.
The late-night phone calls, the ‘extra hours’ at work. James had deluded himself and instead of straight up admitting that this ‘Ginny’ woman was his bit on the side, coming straight out and saying I’m having an affair, he had spun her a new, and pretty twisted tale to explain his actions and then expected her to believe it! She wasn’t anyone’s mug.
Composing herself Cassie looked him straight in the eyes. There was no love there for him now, what she thought she saw, had gone, his light extinguished and she saw through him for everything that he was. “OK James,” she said more calmly than she felt, voice steady, “say I believe you and I go along with this insane idea. What exactly would you need me to do?”
“Damn,” thought Cassie as she lay on the floor. “why the hell did I let them talk me into this?” She knew they would come for her soon, as per the plan, but until that moment she stood out on Denber Bridge in middle of the night declaring her love for James, she never once believed him. Ginny acted exactly as they told her she would, but until she appeared from nowhere she didn’t believe them.Had she made the wrong decision?
Surrounded by her fears as they materialised in front her eyes Cassie couldn’t wait for this whole thing to be over. This time tomorrow she would be gone form Maraville leaving James and all of this behind. She couldn’t change her mind her mind now. She wouldn’t. This wasn’t her world or her fight. And James most definitely wasn’t the same man she fell in love 6 months ago. Soon, Ginny would be dead, she would be free and she could move on with her life. Forget about it all. Just like she was doing now by forcing back her fears like James showed her. Internalising her pain and pushing it down Cassie counted in her head as she waited for her rescuers to come.