“Mmhhh!” I screamed suddenly as Derek clutched my face and leaned my back violently against the wall. He held both my cheeks with only one hand. He squeezed it so I couldn’t speak properly. I looked at him even sharper than a knife. I thought we would talk properly, but I was wrong.

“Since then until now, your face gives me a strange joy.”

He still wouldn't let go of my face, but now that my hands were free, I smacked him too hard. The power of my whack made my palm numb. Although I couldn't put all of my hatred from my first rage at him into it, I...