I feel bad for her. Men fall for her initially, but grow to hate her because she is too much of a Tom Boy and has abuse issues. Plus she has some horrible vixen complex where she likes to date then dump men.
Sure she seems like a bitch on the outside, but really she is dying on the inside. Probably abused as a child.
She gets made punches me and tells me she hates me. I take her and hold her. "Stupid, get away from me! What are you doing!?" *hits me again* "I mean it, I really do hate you!" *I hold her closer* "Please stop it, stop it you idiot!" *She buries her head in my shoulder and cries. I hold her silently my chin rested on her, and hug her while all her years of frustration and loneliness wash out through her tears onto the cloth of my shirt neck*
Tender loving ensues.