Angry Hugs Novels & Stories

" Fine, I can see that you are angry , I guess I should take my leave." But I was so angry I couldn't let him walk out of me. It felt like an insult. Without warning , I lunged at him , my shoulder ramming into his chest sending both of us tumbling to the ground . I could fill the Earth beneath us as we rolled ,fist flying , neither of us holding back . Years of training made us fierce opponent , but this was in just a sparring match, this was the anger I had felt last night and it was released.

My kids didn’t have the same reservations as I did that this was true or the same concern about having to measure up to not just a deceased wife but to his soulmate. They launched themselves at poor unsuspecting Hale, hugging the air out of him. My kids have always been the aggressive hugger types. They will hug you like Elmyra from Tiny Toon Adventures if they hug you. I winced on Hale’s behalf as he and the armchair he was sitting in nearly toppled backward at the force of two hundred-ish combined pounds landing on him. They didn’t even say anything, just latched onto him, hugging him so tight he gasped for breath. “Ow…um… thanks. But think… you could let me… go? I… need air.”

She huffed and crossed her arms over her chest. “So, you like me like that, huh. Shall we get started then?” He raised his brows, smirked, and moved closer to her. Her cheeks went pink. Actually pink. “Ew, no!” She pushed him away. He laughed and his phone started ringing. It was Nora. He stood up to open the door. Nora pushed him away as soon as he opened the door and walked past him.

My grip tightens on the phone as I read the message over and over again, trying so hard to suppress the anger that once again rises to the surface, like furious volcano beneath my chest. Coldness, neglect, that's all I get from him! Why can't he treat me just like her? There's this anger brewing inside me, it's so intense that it almost knocks me out. Frustrated, I dialed the only number that'd get me out of this nerve-wracking anger. I need to blow off some steam, a good fuck would do the magic. "Hi, meet me at our usual spot," I say, hanging up before he says a word.

I said in anger. "Why don't you like me touching you but you liked it when your soft friend was hugging you," he asked me in anger. "Yes, I like it so much. Do you have a problem with it" I said in a mocking tone while looking into his angry eyes. Listening to me his eyes were now burning in anger. He tightened his grip on my wrist and moved his face near me stopping just an inch apart from my lips while looking into my eyes. It passed a shiver to my spine.

A-"Good for you" Shaking his head, he hugged her calming his Angry Bird S-"Baby you still Angry?" A-"Yes" S-"Then I know how to calm down your Anger" She raised her brows in confusion but the next sec she burst out laughing as his hands made its ways to her waist and started to tickle her A-"Sh..ivv it's ch...e...at..ing st...oooo..p it" S-"Nope, not unless you tell me you are not angry"

I don't like how he it's making me feel right now. "Am sorry " I whisper softly " I just lost it, when I heard he was with you I couldn't handle it" I explain sincerely. She looks at me with angry eyes " You shouldn't have interfered with my shit carl, I was about to make him sorry but you took that away" she says glaring at me. I sigh avoiding her harsh gaze. How do you even calm down an angry woman? I don't even understand where the rage came from. I grab her shoulders softly bringing her to me, her breaths are heavy from the anger but she doesn't push me away. I remember when she requested a hug yesterday, I was so shocked.

I hit his chest challengingly and he immediately shut me out in a rough kiss as hi hands grabbed my breasts roughly in a tight, rough and ruthless squeeze not giving me space for adjustment. He was angry!

They froze. " Now if you'll excuse me, I want to catch the real culprit before he escapes." I gritted through my teeth before storming towards my car, driving off. It didn't take long before I got home and sure enough, he was still there. He saw me walking in and stared at me, a stunned and angry look on his face. "Happy now?" I asked as I threw a punch in his face. He staggered back. Mom gasped. " How dare you!?..." He muttered as he raised his face. But I wasn't done yet if anything... I was even angrier, to the point of madness.

I'm so angry that I don't feel anything he's giving me. He tried to run out of the front hole in the house, but I grabbed his arm, I spun him around in an outstretched circle, letting him go right into the bar. His back hit the bar with a sickening thud. Knocking the wind out of him. He slowly tried to gain his balance, struggling with the pain in his back. I rush over to him. Shoving him back on the bar and I jam my forearm in his neck. My jaw is tight, my eyes scream murder as I rip the hood off.