<div style="text-align: justify;">Melinda shook her head on a negative when Thomas completed her sentence the way he would have it. Her rib cage was now experiencing throbbing pain, and the girl was starting to feel like it was harder and harder to breathe. The proximity of Thomas' rough touch to the injured area made the pain even worse, and Melinda had no idea how she was keeping herself awake with the pain and shortness of breath.<br/><br/>Thomas' attempt at making Melinda spread her legs was met with the resistance the girl could oppose. Her ankles clenched together, pressing on Thomas' foot. Melinda knew it was a pathetic attempt, and that it would not amount to much. But she had to try anyway. Thomas' words made Melinda feel so disgusted she had to repress a wave of nausea. Or maybe it was the intense pain. Either way, it didn't matter.<br/><br/>"I will never make peace with something I am not", the girl murmured. It was getting harder to speak, and even harder to keep the man away from her. But Melinda didn't give up, and kept struggling. Ignoring the pain and the hopeless situation, Melinda still tried to push Thomas away, using her legs as a lever. It was a stupid decision, probably, but she had to try. "Help!", the girl pleaded, as she saw what she thought was someone stopping to look. "Please..." Melinda's voice went quiet, as the pain finally won her over, knocking her unconscious.</div>