Amour

Luke grabbed my hand and pulled me towards him. I knew he was angry, but I couldn't let him win again this time. I tried to break free of his grip but we was just too strong.
"What the hell is wrong with you, Aryel? I was just trying to help you!" His voice sounded hurt, and I almost wanted to throw my arms around his neck and comfort him.
But instead I screamed, "If you wanted to help you shouldn't have beat up my brother, you asshole!" I tried to break free of his grip again but he pulled my face up to his, our noses almost touching.
"I did it because I love you," he whispered. He let go of my hands and I watched the only person who had ever truly loved me walk away.