She spat at him, glaring. A thought occured to her, and she grinned widely, her fear slowly vanishing. She may not have had a way out, she may have had to endure everything this twisted freak did to her...
...but she didn't have to live with the aftermath. No lies, no games...just a visit to two of her dearest friend and it would all be a memory...or not even that. She could return to life as normal and forget that this moment was ever in existence.
The thought pleased her, calming her...until he started cutting into her again and she screamed. She jerked backwards, trying to escape him, to get away, tears already rolling down her cheeks.