((Picture of him, except without the writing over his eye: https://2img.net/h/i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa71/anyelaaleyna/anime%20guy/anime118.jpg )
Brad watched her, anger building up in him, "Didn't meant to?" He asked, his voice tight. He looked more like their father than their mother. He advanced towards her, leaning down to just when his face was right in front of hers, only a few inches apart, if that. He moved one of his hands and cupped her chin, probably a little bit rougher than needed.
He moved so that his body was pushing her back against the bed, his eyes now on the collar, "Didn't mean to agree to what that...that..." He paused, his anger flashing in his eyes, "Do you even know what that collar is for?!" He growled. He had remembered one of his friends having a collar like that around his girlfriends neck. He watched her, one leg moving up onto the bed beside her, a hand on each side of her head, thus pinning her to the bed.