When he grabbed her hair and pulled her out of the cupboard she winced in pain and couldn't help but let out a yelp of pain. She couldn't help but drop the knife as the grip on her wrists tightened, causing her much pain that she grit her teeth to hold back the scream that wanted to come out. Her eyes closed as he lifted her up by her wrists as another wave of pain shot through them. When she opened her eyes, he was glaring at her and she glared right back.<br/><br/>Despite how bad the idea was there was no reason to stop here and she might as well go with what ever came to her mind. He hadn't done anything to bind her legs and she kicked one of her legs forwards as hard as she could, not caring where she hit. If he dropped her she already knew she would try to get the knife again.