Angry Ginge Girlfriend Novels & Stories

he said and I felt a wave of pure anger building up in me. "Did you just I'm blabbering? instead of you to say sorry you are here saying I'm blabbering, don't you think at all?, Uh?, I've been here for almost an hour, you ignored me all because of this useless thing!" I yelled furiously. "Did you know you're doing more than yourself, like did I just heard you calling my girlfriend a useless thing!?" he yelled back. A girlfriend? is he joking?. "You have a girlfriend?" I asked.

she madly said. "What nonsense you uttered?" I angrily titled towards her holding her face. "You are hurting me," she wriggled but I tightened my grip and glared at her. "That I am your girlfriend, nothing more than it as she cut the call." I angrily pushed her, she stumbled but I didn't care, "you don't know what you did."

A smile graced her lips as she eagerly complied, darting off in his wake. Echoes of laughter reached my ears, a poignant reminder that my girlfriend now seemed to share more laughter with him than she did with me. Anger surged within me, kindling a fiery resentment. The urge to vent my frustrations was overpowering, compelling me to strike out at the very walls surrounding me. Was this truly the Lora I once knew? Doubt gnawed at my core, weaving a complex web of uncertainty.

I exclaimed. Rominic winced and complained, "Beau, you ought to call me Beau," in a childish manner, further aggravating the situation. I sat t up, pushing myself against the headboard and folding my arms angrily. "If you had just explained, I would have understood, but what did you tell me? 'Stop making a big deal out of it, it's just a birthday'. That's what you said. You know fully well how important every celebration with you means to me, yet this is how you react. Do you always have to pour your frustration out on me? I'm your girlfriend, not your stress reliever. What do you take me for? Why must your anger always be on me? Is this why you convinced me to live with you, so I can suffer

The anger that simmered beneath Georgina's surface following Emma’s question erupted, her eyes burning with rage. Swiftly, she released her hand from Emma's grip and stood up, her frustration evident. "He's fine," Georgina declared vehemently. Her voice trembled with a mix of anger and certainty. Emma, realizing her misstep, moved closer to Georgina, understanding the depth of her emotions. She reached out, gently grasping Georgina's hand once more, offering her comfort and reassurance.

“Not exactly. More like fighting with my girlfriend all night—thanks to your lovely fiancée’s lipstick.” Kane blinked, then burst out laughing. “You actually brought that up? No wonder. I heard from Alger your girl’s the jealous type—doesn’t let you off the hook for anything.” “Yeah, yeah,” Frank muttered darkly, scowling. As it happened, last night they’d been at a romantic restaurant when his girlfriend’s friend spotted him and took a video, sending it straight to her. She was already annoyed at him for ruining Kane’s proposal plans—and for an old stunt where he’d tried something similar himself—so when he tried to change the subject and asked about lipstick, she’d exploded.

Sitting across from my friend later, watching him gesture animatedly as he vented, I couldn't help but feel helpless. "You have no idea how satisfying it was watching that mess. Jenna has no shame! After canceling the wedding, she actually demanded that you forgive her. Does she think the world revolves around her just because she's rich?" The more he spoke, the angrier he got. He even slammed his hand on the table. I quickly patted his shoulder and said calmly, "Alright. I'm in Hailborough City now. I have nothing to do with them anymore. Things are moving in a better direction, aren't they?"

He chuckled and lowered the headphone to his neck. "Okay, girls, time to go. Angry girlfriend is here." I rolled my eyes even though I secretly smirked at the looks on their faces. Yes, take that, bitches, I am his girlfriend. "Are you all deaf? Get away from my boyfriend before I break countless bottles on your heads," they all moved aside but didn't leave. "Ace!" I shouted. "I want to go back home, now!" I demanded. Instead of replying, he suddenly pulled me by my waist to stand very close to him. He wrapped his hand around my waist and kissed my temple.

I swallow hard waiting for something to happen but he doesn't move only stare at me harder. "I don't understand." he says. "If we break up , I will join the pack." I say it again hoping he understands this time. "I heard you the first time, I am not deaf. I do not understand why that is what you want." he tells me his voice growing louder and Angier with each words. I flinch never hearing him speak this way. It made me sad that I was the one who caused it but also annoyed that he would speak to me this way. Leaning into the annoyed feeling would make this easy. I rolled my eyes. " Don't raise your voice at me. What is there to understand. I do not want to be your girlfriend any longer." I sa

In the next moment, I stopped typing the reply to Noah but kept staring at the screen, as if waiting for something to happen. As expected, another message jumped in. 「I miss you.」 I should have been relieved and even happy to receive this message, but somehow, the inexplicable jealousy blinded me. 「Stop it! I'm not Ginger.」 「For the last time...she's not my girlfriend.」 「But you said you still loved her.」 My jealousy seemed to grow stronger and stronger, even though I couldn't explain this inexplicable emotion.