"Miss Sasha, I just came up with an idea you will find interesting" James says, I glance up at him in confusion.
"A dinner" he quickly says with shining eyes, "A formal dinner. You can take your friend, I will choose a couple of residents of the Hotel. Your mother is expected to come as well"
"Are you drunk? My mother? Rocky?" I ask in shock, he smirks with his eyes wide open and a nod.
"Yes you're drunk, or-"
"Just think about it. A formal dinner. We have some fun, eat delicious food, dance a little. Then we'll have an after party" he says with a wide smile,
"Oh, that's the missing part of the plan. The after party" I laugh.
"We only kill half of the people invited, I promise"
"Why only half of them?" I smirk, he widely smiles.
"Just forget about killing Rocky" I add.
"Deal" he smirks, "But I want your mother to join the dinner. She would see how wrong she was with you. How good you're living here, with me. You'll be my lady, my beautiful formally dressed up lady. They'll die of shame" he adds with a shining light in his eyes,
"Well, Mr.March, they'll die because we'll kill them. But I like the whole shame thing. It makes us sound less cruel"
"Why would we want to sound less cruel, ma'am?" he asks in confusion, I softly smile.
"Forget it" I laugh.
***
I put my keys in my dorm's door unlocking in.
I walk in, just to see Rocky's eyes on me.
"You'd never believe what I got today" he says with a confused look, handing a letter to me.
"Dear Rocky Lynch,
you've been invited to the formal dinner taking place at Hotel Cortez, Room 78, Thursday October 29th.
I'm sincerely sorry of the trouble I caused you, let me make it up to you. You can take one or more members of your family, not more than 5 possibly.
I'll be waiting for you at 8pm. Dress up nicely. - JPM" I read out loud.
"Wow" I laugh, he stares at me.
"Wow? Does he think I'm dumb maybe? It's surely a tramp"
"Why do you always have to think to the worst? It's a sweet letter, I'm actually really impressed. I didn't know he could write such nice things"
"You can't be serious, are you?"
"Let's give it a shot. I've been invited too, we can go together and whenever you wanna come back here you just leave"
"I don't trust that guy Sasha, I just don't"
"Let's just see what the dinner's about. Yeah?"
"Okay" he sighs.
"It's in 2 hours, we'd better get ready" I smile kissing him on the cheek as I stand up and grab a dress.
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Don't Listen to Your Heart
Horror**EDITING IN PROGRESS __ If you find that a chapter is in past tense and the following one is in present tense it's just because I'm making it all in past tense. Thanks for understanding** Sasha Jordan, 20, ends up sharing her dorm with Rocky Lynch...
