i do n't want to look up at him and remember his hands on me , and i sure as hell do n't want to remember him throwing me out . still he could n't get her off him . his fingers tighten just slightly against the bare skin on my stomach where my shirt 's ridden up . you will go to ground and heal properly . '' he saw a hesitant hand go up . even so , it was all the more reason to go there . 