Chapter 8

What did she mean by "It's all part of the plan"? What deal did Isabella make with her and Mr.Cleaver, or any other teachers if there were any others that were involved? What did any of that have to do with me? Everything that was going on I didn't know and made no sense at all. All I knew was that I had to get out of Mrs.Nife's reach and get to safety.

I tried pulling on her arm to try and pry it off my neck, it didn't work. I tried to scratch my way free, she winced a couple of times, but she still didn't let go. I then did the last thing I could have thought of, kicking. I didn't know if I should've just kicked randomly or a specific target. I chose to kick back hard on her legs.

One after the other, the heels of my feet were hurting her legs, causing her to loose her tight grip on my throat. Once she loosened her grip, I pulled her arm away and fell on the ground to crawl away and take a breath while Isabella snatched the knife out of her hand. I noticed while I crawled away and Isabella grabbed the knife, she had a fierce expression on her face that was kind of cute, I couldn't help but smile a little bit, but back to the story. She walked toward me and offered her hand to help me up, I gave her my hand and she pulled me up to my feet. By the look of it, we knew it was a journey of a lifetime that would only get worse by the minute.