You storm out of France's home, pissed off,"No, France. That's it! We're done!" You had been dating France for awhile, but knowing him, he tried making you do things you didn't want to.
France stood at the doorframe, looking at you in the dark,"Mon amour, please?"
You turned at him with anger in your eyes,"Just keep the hell away from me!" You look away, looking up at the sky, holding your tears,"We're done!" With that, you run away from the scene.
You walked through the town with your hands in your coat pockets and your face completly red. You couldn't believe you even thought o