“Stop it. Get off me. Fuck. Just this once. Stop it.” He collapsed, into a heap on the floor, his head in his hands, shaking, yet unable to move. “I said I’m sorry…”
She got up, off her chair and sat beside him. Slowly she held him, and she began to talk, words that she had practically memorized by now, she told him he was safe, that no one could touch him now, it was going to be okay, he was going to be okay.