Anger Inside Out Gif Novels & Stories

The dishes that had been steaming hot had all gone cold. And so had my heart. Unable to endure it anymore, I called her. She had said that Jeremy was feeling down and needed her company. She even asked me to be more understanding. Anger surged through me, so I drove over to find her, only to get into a car accident on the way and fractured my arm. When Harriet arrived at the hospital, she didn't express any concern about my injury. Instead, she mockingly said I had brought it on myself, blaming me for overthinking and getting into the accident.

‘So what he should do? Xavier furrowed his eyebrows as he was now getting too frustrated. He gripped the armrest tightly and started tilting his head while his face started turning red with anger. His veins were popping out of his neck. He clenched his fists to suppress his anger but all of a sudden... "URGGGG!!" Xavier banged his fists loudly on the table while glaring at the wall in front of him in anger. His eyes turned blood-red and his jaw got clenched. He was so pissed as he was feeling himself helpless.

That fucking asshole. “You’re very quiet”, Gorilla B says and I just nod my head as he looks at me. I can see he is looking back at me. He then looks at his friend and shrugs his shoulder. When we reach the hotel again, I walk inside without looking back. Inside the elevator, Gorilla, A looks at me. “Cat got your tongue?” he asks, and I don’t know where all my anger came from. I smash my fists into his chest. He watches me as I scream and slam my hands against him, trying to get my frustration and my anger out of my system. Gorilla B pressed the stop button, and I rested my back against the wall as I felt the tears streaming down my face.

Okao, the gamma, commented. Anger is what he was feeling all over his system. Not for his best friends, beta, and gamma but on his own. He is angry because everything they say was right. He made a big mistake this time. And he can't think of a way to correct it. So, he did nothing when the two stood up and stormed out of the room. He was left inside his office alone, causing him to slap his desk because of too much emotions he was feeling.

Angie walked over, and intimately wrapped her arms around his, following his gaze, her expression immediately became ugly and distorted. Her forehead was covered with a fine layer of sweat, and a few strands of messy hair were casually stuck to her forehead. There was a kind of unspeakable sadness to it because, in such scorching weather, her skin would probably be roasted until it hurt, but her expression was dull and serious.

his movements practiced and relaxed, as if he were simply engaging in a mundane daily task. My jaw was clenched tightly, the ache radiating through my teeth as I fought to contain the fury bubbling inside me, determined not to smash my phone in anger. A deep sense of helplessness surged within my chest; everything was far worse than I had imagined. I kept going through the same cycle—shut off the video, breathe, play the video again, and breathe. I took several deep breaths, but the anger continued to roil within me, as if waiting for an outlet to explode.

My nerves ends are in a jumbled war and my heart feels about ready to explode. "The security guard acted out of turn, sir." Another hesitation, "he hit her…" I do not wait to hear the rest of the story. I launch at him. Anger burns at the tip of my fingers. Fury clouds my vision. I clip him in the jaw, barely registering the pain that shoots up my arm. Hogan just stands there, silently taking the brunt of my anger. I swing again and someone catches my arm in mid air. I turn sharply, meeting Ricardo's burning gaze.

Tonight I kept walking, I entered my room, locked the door, and leaned against it. My entire body shook, my chest felt tight. I have always hated getting angry, especially in front of the people I love. My body slid down until I hit the floor. tried to breathe, tried to calm down, it didn't work. I stood up, walked to the cabinet, poured myself a drink, finished it and still felt rage burning. My knuckles turned white from gripping the cabinet too hard. Then suddenly...my phone lit up. A video clip popped up, without thinking, I pressed play.

“Go ahead and project out your emotions of anger and rage. Don’t hold back.” I nodded and relaxed my aura fully. Holding in your aura is a lot like sucking in your gut to get those tight fitting jeans on, when you let it out it is the best feeling. Then I reached deep into my memories and remembered the night the rogues attacked, the blinding anger I felt as I watched my mate get bitten by that wolf.

Anna sobbing filled our ears as a doctor took Meg and rushed her to a room to treat her injuries which look to be infected now. " I need a few", I growled storming off to go to the gym. once inside I released all my anger into the core punching bag totally destroying it. I couldn't stop the anger that filled my body just kept taking more and more of my calmness away. This mother fucker whipped a small child and for what to make himself the big bad Alpha. I heard my Warriors file in as I completely destroyed our gym with the rage that I was having more and more trouble containing.