Short Temper

Short Temper

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(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.
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Blade's eyes turned cold. Like a dark colored ocean that just froze. He took a frightening step forward so now his face was only inches from my face, even with his height, making my breath hitch in my throat. I could no longer breath. No longer see people repeatedly walking past my house. No longer hear those birds in the tree that were begging me to run. I could only see his dark blue eyes that held so much danger and anger. I could only hear his rapid breathing and even his fast heartbeat. I was just that dazed into his stare.... more like glare. "Is there someone else?" he said so low no one could hear but me. And I heard him. So clearly. I heard the threat telling me to say yes for he can make whoever the competition is disappear. I heard the anger he held behind his low tone. I heard the jealousy beyond anything. That was what clouded over everything. "N-no," I stuttered. I'm angry to admit I was scared. How he towered over me didn't make it any better. Standing proudly at maybe a 6'4 or 6'5. While I stood at a 5'5. He scanned my face trying to look for any sign of me lying. And when he backed up I knew he couldn't find one because what I said was indeed true. To be honest there was only him. And it seems like that is what it will always be. The all famous gang leader and tough girl, cross paths. He hates disrespect and that's what she's all about. How do you think this will all play out in the end?

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