"What do you want?" I questioned, feeling irritated, "Why are you doing this?"
Walking slowly towards me, she had this mischievous look, and I could tell that whatever plan she had, was turning out the way she wanted. Dylan's hand reached mine, and when my eyes darted down to meet his, I could see he was trying to speak, but before any word could come out of his mouth, Nadia's hand were on my neck, choking me, and I walked backward, trying to free myself from her grasp but then my back met the wall and there was no other way to go.
Gasping for air, I tried to push her away, and when I felt the last tiny bit of oxygen leaving my lungs, she let go. And I took a mouthful of air, with my hands over my chest. She laughed darkly and turned to look at Dylan.
"You know, I used to envy whoever w
