Panic bubbles up inside as Royce clumsily tries to unbutton my coat in order to grope me. His lips are hard on mine and it takes everything I have in me to push him away from me.

“Royce! I’ll see you tomorrow. Sober.” I manage with a barely level voice.

As I attempt to pull my coat closed again, I see it. His eyes are suddenly burning with contempt, and a determination that frightens me.

I try to struggle as he grabs my arm, nearly twisting it out of my socket as he all but drags me into an alley.