I had an off again on again relationship with a guy, and one afternoon I didn't want to be close to him so he grabbed me by the hair and pulled me into the bedroom and did his thing. Sure I cried, sure I hit him, sure I told him he was a jerk. But after crying and hitting him I got into his arms and stayed there. My head still hurt from being dragged by the hair and the only thing that would comfort me was being in his arms.