Short Temper

(I'll be posting some of my older ones too because I'm just posting oneshots here)

“Sawyer! Stop, please!" you called at his retreating back. He just carried on, storming up the steps towards the parking lot. You let out a huff and followed him, leaving everyone else to help the man Sawyer had been trying to beat the living daylights out of. You found him next to a few cars, leaned up against a wall. His eyes were shut tight, and his fists clenched. “Sawyer," you said as you walked up to him. You reached out and took a hold of his fists. He let out a few ragged breaths bs his hands relaxed, taking hold of yours. “Sawyer, look at me," you said. His eyes opened, burning as if on fire. “Why?" you asked, "Why did you hit that man?" “He..." Sawyer started. You could see his anger burn hotter the more he thought about it. Whatever the man had done, he had touched a nerve with Sawyer. You'd never seen Sawyer lose his temper like this before, he was always very calm and collected.