Breathing hard, Tina scrambled to her feet, eyes blazing.

Tina (low, shaking with rage): If you ever touch me again, I will….

She bolted for the door, heart pounding. Henry recovered quickly, the sting of rejection fueling something darker inside him.

Henry (growling): You think she loves you? You think she won’t leave you like everyone else?

Tina (voice trembling, but firm): You need help. This isn’t love this is obsession.

His eyes were wild now, clouded by alcohol and wounded pride. In a sudden, reckless movement, he lunged forward and grabbed her wrist, yanking her back toward him.

Tina (struggling): Henry stop, You’re scaring me

He pinned her against the wall, one hand gripping her arm, the other pressing near her waist. He tried to force a kiss again, but Tina turned her head, pushing with every ounce of strength.

Tina (yelling now): Don’t touch me

She fought back fiercely pushing, twisting, her elbow jabbing into his side. He faltered, and she used the moment to shove him away hard.

He stumbled, almost falling. Her voice cracked as she called out

Tina: Someone help

Tina’s voice dint reach the hallway, but it was swallowed by the heavy bass thumping from the party downstairs. Laughter and music masked the sound of her panic no one heard her.

She spun around, backing away, but Henry was already recovering, his breath ragged, his eyes burning with something unhinged.

Henry (menacingly quiet now): You’re not going back to her. She doesn’t love you. Not like I do.

Tina’s hand darted to the edge of a nearby chair anything to use as a barrier but Henry closed the distance again, grabbing her wrist and slamming it against the wall.

Tina (gritting her teeth): Let. Me. Go.

But he didn’t stop. He moved forward, trying to force another kiss rough, invasive, and unwelcome. Tina turned her face away sharply, her voice muffled against his shoulder as she struggled, yelling in protest

She managed to stomp on his foot hard and with a cry of pain, he loosened his grip just enough. Tina shoved him back, her adrenaline surging.

Tina (furious, shaken): Don’t you dare touch me again

Henry lunged again, this time with desperation, shoving her back against the wall with a thud. His body pressed too close, trapping her between him and the cold surface behind. His hands gripped her arms, trying to still her resistance.