Song recommended: 1-800-273-8255 by Logic, Alessia Cara, Khalid
Knowing where this was going, she began to try and fight back. "Get your hands off of me," she said harshly. As she struggled, trying to re-adjust her body that way she could find a way to hurt him.
"Oh lookie here, we got a fighter, I like fighters. They always rough and yet so tigh-" she slapped him when her hand slipped from one of his grasps. But when she had slapped him, he tightened it painfully, making her cry out from the pain. He looked back at her with a snarl, showcasing his disapproval.
"I don't tolerate violence." He said with a twitching eye as he tightened his grip again. making her cry out loudly from the pain, she would have marks if she were to survive. She would remember him because of this if she were to survive.
She didn't want to be alive at this point.
