*switching it up a little*

"Why did you come back?" I wiped my tears on my sleeve as I turned away from him.

"Cause I love you." Bullshit.

"I can't do this anymore. I can't love you. I don't know how," I don't know why I was trying to spare him the pain. I had loved him with everything I had. It was him that didn't know how to love me, if he ever did.

"I'm not fine. I know I said I was but I'm not. I need you in my life again," he said. It wasn't for me. It never was. He came back for himself, cause he wasn't fine. What about me?

"Go. Away," I had to stay strong this time. This had happened too many times. This time, I was going to fight for me. He pulled me against him, his grip hard enough to leave a bruise on my arm.

"Please," he begged. Let him beg. And beg and beg and beg. Never again. That was my vow to myself.

"You're hurting me," I barely whimpered.

"WELL YOU ARE TOO," he yelled and I flinched away. Noticing my reaction, he calmed down, putting his fake face on again, the face I fell for, "what you said really hurt."

What I said. Standing up for myself. Trying to protect myself. THAT hurt HIM.

"Help," I could barely hear myself. He tugged my chin up roughly and kissed me until my lips were bleeding. His lips started going lower and his hands started go roam.

No. Never again. This time was for myself. I wouldn't give in.

I threw all of my force into him and yanked my arm away from him as I simultaneously shoved him away from me.

"I had no choice," and with those words, I left.