Don't Give InMature

"You can't control me." I spat, throwing down the locket that had been around my neck not seconds before. The boy cupped my chin and grabbed my thigh as he pulled me closer. I looked up at him, only to see his grining face.
"You'll do as I say until I say you don't" He said, just as I tried to pull away from him in anger. 
"Stop."  I whispered, but beyond my deep anger right I know, I knew I didn't want him to stop. And it was because he knew that, that he didn't stop.

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