you either support my decision or you dont , but theres no changing my mind . she stepped away from her friends when she saw me to give me a hug . with her gaze firmly attached to his , she walked toward him . before i could protest , he turned , and his back was to mine and his hand was on my arm and he was using his leverage to throw me to the ground . the difference , i expected , being a sense of real purpose . then the living room lamp snapped off . 