She trembled violently as she listen to him tell her more than she wanted to know.<br/><br/>"Stop that! Just stop that! My<em>mother</em>died long before my brother. My brother<em>killed</em>himself because he hated seeing me because I<em>reminded him of her!</em>" She sobbed, trying to push him away. "<em>Stop mocking me! You don't know anything about me! Shut up, shut up, shut up!</em>" She said covering her ears tighter as her tears flew off her cheeks with the way she was tossing about.<br/><br/>She glared at him when he told her to ask him something. Anything. "Why would I want to ask you anything when you're only going to lie again? How am I meant to believe you when I can't think of a single thing you've said that I know to be true?" She cried out. "I don't want to hear anymore of it! If you and all your friends want to rape me like you did to get here, then<em>go ahead</em>. Just leave me with this bit of<em>dignity.</em>Let me keep this shard of memory. Stop trying to<em>corrupt</em>it! Maybe it isn't a good memory, but it's<em>my</em>memory! It's what reminds me<em>not</em>to become a whore like my mother. Not to<em>marry</em>sick fucks like you! Like my<em>father!</em>" She shouted.