CHAPTER FOUR
I grabbed her neck and pinned her on the wall, still holding her neck with my both hands, I was now strangling her. "Janine! Stop it!", Alberta yelled, I can feel the panic in her voice, but it looks like I didn't heard any of it, I squeezed her throat harder. I can see the pain registered all over her face as she keeps on screaming. Yeah, that's exactly what I wanted to see all this time, the payment for all the horrible things that she did to me, she has to pay…she has to pay…pay.
"Let it go Janine", a voice said from my right ear. I turned my head to see who was it, and to my surprise, it was Ibrahim looking at me. His eyes are no more teasing, they are serious now, it made me shuddered.
"Let her go Janine, she's not worth it", he said once more. He still got the seriousness in his eyes, but now, I can see strands of concern…for me.
"But…", I hesitate, clearly I didn't want to let her go. Ibrahim put a hand on my right shoulder, "Please", he said calmly. His voice immediately calmed me down. I let go of Daniella's neck.
She cried and started running away. I was stunned, not by the fact that I had just strangled Daniella Ivashkov, but by the fact that Ibrahim made me stop. He didn't used compulsion on me, 'cause if he did, I would know. He calms me down…and that is the strangest thing.
I was heading towards my dorm room when some Moroi guys came to me, I recognized one of them.
"Hey, we know you're stressed right now and we want to make you feel better", Sean said.
"If you are trying to get me to your bed, not gonna happen", I said with a little attitude.
"We want to invite you to a party", he said with matching teasing smile.
"Party? Any liquor on the table?", I'm a sucker for party, everybody knows that, and with everything that has been going on, I really needed a drink.
"Of course there will be beer!" yes! "So are you coming?", he asked.
"Okay, I'll be there", I said trying not to be obvious that I'm freakin' excited.
"Great! Tonight at Trey Badica's room…and oh, we have a dress code", he said.
"Dress code?", I frowned.
"Everyone is required to wear a dress-to-kill", he answered with a smirk.
"Fine", I said as I turned and walked myself back to my room.
