Jacob
“Mr Richard!” Our voice echoed in unison.
“You weren’t in your room, Jacob.” Mr Jacob said, eyes glancing from me to Jacob.
“It would be really nice if you could learn how to knock… or they didn’t teach you that in college?” Daniel snarled at him.
But Mr Richard ignored him. His eyes still scanning the room.
Daniel's fingers were still lightly around my neck, just tight enough to make it a little hard to breathe… or even move.
But I guess that was his plan. He knew he had me under his control, and there was no way for me to escape or run to Mr Richard.
Before Mr Richard interrupted our little game. Daniel had one hand propped up on the headboard of the bed and was kind of smiling down at me after I promised to stay away from my favorite teacher.
"Say it again," he mutt
