He'd stopped fighting her, stopped paying attention, turned his back on her. How dare he, how dare he! Call her a whore, call her a slut, tell her she would never be what he had been and now he turned his back on her??
Mary pulled herself back up to her feet, blinking quickly to try and unblur the eye he'd hit. "Hey!" she snapped, before punching him in the back of the head. Not hard enough, and she was pretty sure it hurt her knuckles more than it hurt his skull, but at least it would bring his attention back to her. She drew her hand back with a hiss, squeezing it with her other hand. "You're just done, you fuck!?"