Alex screamed out in pain as that hand connected again. This time he lost it himself in an equal amount of rage. He started to reach for his father's face to dig his nails into it, but his father was taller and stronger and his reach wasn't there, so he started trying to claw at the hand as he thrashed around on the bed attempting to just make everything unpleasant. Alex growled through gritted teeth, "no."<br/><br/>Everything was fading fast and he was struggling to suck in any air at all after he spit out that short word. The edges of his vision were going black and his heart pounded so hard his chest hurt. Everything hurt. But he didn't care, he wasn't just going to take it anymore.<br/><br/>He wasn't expecting to hear Andreas' voice in the door way and for a second time that night he just simply froze in shock. Would the other man think less of him? Would he be able to look at him after this? Would he be too disturbed? Alex's eyes went wide as he felt that they might just bulge out of his head. He needed air and he needed it now. He started hitting his father's arm to get him to let go as panic washed over him.