-- I need to fucking talk to you.
Molly shook her head despite his grip on her face, eyes wide and frightened as tears continued to fall. Her breathing was coming more erratic, frantic and shallow, and she just wanted to close her eyes and pretend that none of this was happening. A muffle “just..stop” left her from behind his hand, and she tried to shove him away from her again.
“I can’t.”
He lowered his hand from her mouth, but he was still holding her firmly in place, as though she might bolt if he let her go.