She slammed up against the frame of the door with his push and this time she moaned to the pain. “Fucker.” she sputtered as she clutched on to the side, pulled herself up. “I wasn’t begging you, you wanted me.” she looked at him as her eyes flashed with something between hate and confusion.
She sighed as she stood up “You killed him.” she told him. “You used me, lied to me, and then the first moment of doubt you killed me. I hate you.” she told him. “I hate you for everything you did to me.”