He grabs my other hand and holds it tightly
"My name is Micheal you already know this, stop calling me Vince," he says with gritted teeth
"Okay, Micheal. Please just let me go. You're hurting me"
"Why don't you let me go?" He yells
I stay silent as I keep on struggling, what does he mean by I should let him go, he was the one holding my hands.
"You're stuck in my mind, the feel of your skin, your body, your voice, your taste. I can't get it out of my mind, I just want to feel it one more time" I let out a scream as I hear his words cause I know what he was about to do. He lets go of one of my hands and uses his hand to cover my mouth. I bite his hand, he groans and curses as he frees my mouth. I continue to shout for help.
He punches me in my stomach and I fall to the ground. I try to kick him but he dodges it and kicks me in my stomach, I form a ball on the floor as I clutch my stomach
