Torn to Pieces

"What's your name sweetheart?" He asked with a hint of evil in his voice. I refused to answer. I will not give in to anything he is trying to pull.
"I asked you a question. Answer it." He raised his voice. I laughed deeply,
"My name.. Is none of your business." I said confidently on the , not knowing what was going to happen to me because of my attitude.
"Answer me." He demanded
"No." I took a step forward.
"So you won't answer me? We're gonna play this the hard way then."
"Try me." I said feeling a little less confident, on the inside.
He walked dangerously close to me, until I was backed into the wall. He's hands traveling to the hem of my shirt and....