She squirmed, twisting her face to the side, but he didn't relent, only making his hold tighter. She could feel tears forming in the corners of her eyes, but instead of allowing him the pleasure of watching her cry, she pushed them back, glaring at him. Her hands rose, slapping his hand away from her face and then pushing him away. He stumbled slightly before his face twisted into a rage, eyes red as if it was the thunder before the storm would strike.