[ WP ] End a story with `` ... a punch to the face ''

We sat there on the top of the mountain are faces getting blasted by a relentless wind. We had n't talked for a while and we completely taken in by the grassy green valley below, with a river winding its way through. But that was n't the reason we had n't been talking. We were waiting for him, and until he came there was nothing to be said between us. She was struggling with the usual pains that love generally offered. As her older brother I struggled with the volatile anger that burned through me. My fist was already clenched and my jaw was tightly shut as I thought about it. I was facing her back but I knew she was crying because she always held hand against her face when she cried. She would n't tell me exactly what went down but I had my theories, and this guy deserved no less than a good thrashing. My body shook as the fire inside me burned brighter. I stood up my body no longer able to contain the tension I started pacing angrily pushing aside loose stones as I did. She told me not to hit him or shout at him when he got there but each moment I waited the more I felt like containing myself felt impossible. 
 `` Hey there!'' His jovial voice said over the crest of the mountain as his boyish face and long flowing blond hair appeared. 
 
 I could n't say anything I could just feel that whatever it would be it would sound like a savage dog rearing his teeth. I did start walking towards his idiotic smiling face. How could he act so care free? How could he be so unsympathetic? My Blood boiled. 
 `` What sup Miche..'' 
 `` Michael do n't!'' She screamed, but it was to late my fist was already flying through the air and connected with his face. 
 
 Authors note 
 Wrote this before having to go to class not enough time to edit sorry.
