He got up, taking her silence as agreement. He sat beside her on the bed and peacefully took her phone from her hands and placed it on her nightstand. He gently brushed his hands against her forearm.
"Arms to your side," he said quietly as she complied, "There you go..."
And with that her unbuttoned the first button of her shirt.
She jumped and placed her hand on his. "No! Are you f*****g crazy? Freak!" she exclaimed
. at her, "Either you leave, or you do what I want. From now on, you don't speak at all, or I send the video. Leave if you want."
"You keep your f*****g hands off me! I' ll tell mom...you're sick!"
"Do you think she'd believe you, after the drive that you yell at us? Don't f**k with me right now, I've had it with you."
His voice held a quiet anger. She waited with her e
