Fuck you!

"Go to hell." I respond uncharacteristically. I see the glint of rage through his gossamer mask as his grip tightens. I open my mouth to scream, but no sound comes out as he cuts off my airway. I feel my face burn as the hot blood backs up and I flush red. My vision tunnels and everything get quieter as I bang and claw at his wrists. I hear a loud noise behind me as I blackout. I come to later, tossed aside in a garbage can.