there ain't a sound 'cause no one's around

There was something deeply satisfying about the way the girl fell to the ground, her hair coming unpinned and tumbling down her back. As she looked up at him, tears in her eyes, he simply grinned. He grabbed her by the hair and pulled her closer, reveling in the power he held over her. But the girl, as it turned out, was not as weak as she first appeared. She scratched at his hand with long nails, and he hissed with pain and released her, shaking out his hand with a scowl. When she tried to rush past him, he grabbed her again and shoved her against the wall of the alley, pinning her with his forearm across her shoulders. She struggled, but he was bigger and stronger than her, and he wasn't going to let her go that easily. He reached for her skirts, yanking at the fabric and grinning when it ripped.