Trust Me, He's a "Keeper."
I pushed past him and continued to walk away.
"That's right, Wood!" Miguel taunted, "run away like the coward you are!"
I pressed forward only to have Percy block my path.
"What now?" I growled.
Percy didn't answer.
He wrapped his fingers around my throat and shoved me against the wall, "Do yourself a favor and get away from her. Everyone knows I love her."
"And you think I don't?!" I choked.
I grasped Percy's hand and pulled it away from my windpipe, gasping for air. I shoved Percy away and he stared at me in murderous hatred. Ignoring the throbbing pain in my neck, I headed back to the common room. Crystal is mine and they'll have to pry her from my cold, dead fingers. As long as I'm breathing, They'll never have her...