Elizabeth growled when he pulled her out of the bed. She hissed softly and looked at him. "Get your hands off me..." She growled and whimpered a bit. "You get off on making a human love you, don't you? Then crushing them, making them hate you more than they did before..." She hissed. She looked at him and just went still. She was different, but apparently she had fooled herself, thinking a demon like him would feel the same. When Elizabeth caught his thoughts, she frowned wondering if he did that to her? If he didn't, then how the hell did it happen. "I am grateful, but I will not let myself fall for someone who can't even tell me why they were about to hit me for trying to help them." She snapped.<br/><br/>She let out a cry of pain as he just dragged her along, hurting her ankle more even despite of the medicine he had given her. She hit the wall with a thud and just laid there crying on the cold floor. She had tried reaching out to him, tried showing him kindness and love...and all he did was almost hit her and throw her back in here like a child. She growled out when he locked it and left her there alone. If she could break the bed legs, then she could get a sharp metal piece to harm herself. Then he wouldn't have to worry about her, or have her to play his cruel games with anymore. She went to the bed and started pulling on the legs. "See how you like it when you don't have me to play your games with anymore." She hissed and her eyes burned with fire. Her demon and witch blood was now pumping with her pain and hate. By the time Deziel came back, he could probably sense the spark of the sudden power surge in his house.