Sam works his hand deeper into my hair and pulls on it, yanking my head closer to his. His lips come crashing down on mine, and he kisses me harshly, forcibly. I try to protest, but every sound I make is smothered. I bite down on his lip as hard as I can and push him away, breathing hard. “What the hell is going on with you?” I shout, my eyes filling with tears. I inhale shakily and wrap my arms around myself.
