You ever saw the movie "Whats Love Got to do with It?" We were fighting like Ike and Tina in the Limosine Scene. It wasn't working I had my heels all in his face. I hated my bestfriend for bringing me, I hated myself for walking down this hallway and I even questioned GOD why, was this happening to me?" I tried to grab the door but he just grabbed me and threw me back on the bed. It got to the point where I just got tired of fighting i just laid there lifeless. I had all kind of thoughts going through my mind. I just visioned I was on an island on the beach. I had to take myself into another mindstate. As he grabbed on my Jeans and pulled on my shirt. I wished someone would come check on me. Do anything to save me but, just like my life was those 17 years. Nobody came to my rescue and I was left to defend for myself. I played into it acted like I wanted it and the situation started turning into my favor. It was like he wasn't into it no more because the fear was gone. That's what he enjoyed, the fact he could control me. He loved the idea of having the upper hand and as soon as I started playing his game the game was no longer worth playing. He stopped and started laughing and got up and walked out the room. I felt like this was some kind of sick joke. As soon as; he opened the door everybody was standing there.