She became pale, clenched her fists, and screamed, "Go away! Don't come over here!"
Under the light, his bronze skin gleaming, he threw himself at her and tried to rip her blouse.
Unbeknownst to Thea, the call she had made earlier was still connected, the line remaining open despite the chaos that had ensued.
"Get lost!" Thea screamed, kicking her legs wildly as the man held them down. She was shouting at the top of her lungs, her voice hoarse from the effort.
As the man leaned in to lick her neck, Thea felt a wave of revulsion wash over her. She screamed again, her stomach churning with nausea. In a desperate bid to defend herself, she vomited all over the man's neck.
The man froze, his face contorted in disgust. "Damn you, you puked on me!" he yelled, his anger boiling over. He kicked Thea hard in the stomach, sending a searing pain through her abdomen.
