Novel & Cerita Angry Hugs

She stared at me angrily. I smiled and hugged her, "I missed you," I whispered, hugging her, feeling the warmth of her body. "Wait," Chrisna said, "I'm angry after waiting for you for weeks. I want to be angry. Don't hug me so gently like this." Chrisna's eyes became wet, I could see it.

Hearing people tell they are not okay, admitting our mental state is not good will feed their ego that they are here showing pity when the other wants to die with the overflow of tears of it’s possible? “Do I look like?”, I snap at him angrily. Challenging him with my eyes to let a single word of pity flow through his lips. Instead of speaking anything he wraps his arms around my body and engulf me in his warmth. I was too surprised to react to his gesture. Basically Justin wasn’t the one who gives hugs to anyone. In fact he hated them telling how fake and backstabbing act it is. People smile on your face and hugs you then roll their eyes thinking how fool you are to let them in easily. Wher

The tender action breaking my walls and I start sobbing. "Shh.... it's okay. I know," he coos, soothing my back over the night gown I didn't change. "I didn't mean to hurt you.....I was angry and I don't know everything just happened." "Anger makes everyone a fool. Because only in the heart of a foolish man is where anger lays..." He whispers into my ear and I wrap my arms around his waist. Why are you hugging him? This is weakness Thea!

Not again. I was angry, the angriest I’d ever been. I felt the anger at my throat, like her choking me was the least of my problems. Anger surged through me. I put my hands on her chest, hoping to push her off me with all my strength. I screamed, the sound ripping from the deepest part of me. That scream was like a cry, letting go of all the frustration building up over the last few days. But it did more than that. When it happened, it left me baffled.

I tried to walk again until I reached my Sedan when he put both of his arms to lock me beside the door. "Why are you angry?" He said, clenching his jaw. I pushed his chest using my hands but he won't budge. I slapped his chest but he also held both of my hands and put it behind me, making it look like he's hugging me. "And why are you having a lunch date with that jock?" He licked his lips and tilted his head. His manly scent dominated my sense of smell. Mint, musk, and a man's perfume. I gritted my teeth and furrowed my brows to show him how angry I am.

I рull him into thе mоѕt роwеrful headlock I саn ѕummоn. We hоld and wrеѕtlе, but hе gеtѕ in a sneaky uрреrсut. Mу chin ѕрlіtѕ. Curѕіng him, I рull away аnd wіре the blооd оff, mу anger swelling in my сhеѕt with еvеrу second.

You just have an obsession that is spiralling out of control while I have major crush on your sister. He gritted his teeth and clenched his jaws which highlighted his cheekbones. He got up and grabbed my arms along with his. Someone has anger issues; clearly the major ones. I personally would recommend anger management class and maybe some yoga as a stress reliever for the trapped anger inside of him. We went inside a black SUV with tinted windows all over and he shoved me inside the passenger’s seat next to the driver's chair. He slammed the door while making his way onto the driving seat.

Pompous asshole! “As if! I will not be some kind of guinea pig in some breeding program! I am a human and I have feelings and needs of my own. You can not force me to fuck you!” Anger is boiling inside my veins and again I feel tears in my eyes, but this time I can’t stop them. My anger is too strong. I squirm and do my best to get off his lap, but his hands and arms are like shackles around my body, so I do the only thing that I can do. I attack with my fist. Hitting his arms and his chest as hard as I can I scream and cry out my anger. “Let me go, you asshole! I hate you! Let me go!”

I didn’t want to hold him. “Hug me, River!” He commanded, in a growling tone. “No, jerk,” I gruffed. I was irritated. “If you don’t hug me, we won’t be leaving this room and you know damn well I don’t play. I don’t care if you fall asleep in my arms. We will not eat.” I screamed, “ARRGHHH!!” It sounded muffled since my face was in the crook of his neck. I know, I know what you're thinking, but this is what he does every single time I become super pissed. Weird? Yes. Is it normal between friends? No. Do other friends act this way? Mmm…maybe…I don’t know. Okay, probably not.

Suddenly, she felt cold chills when his hand touched the soft spot on her cheeks, then he used his thumb to dry her tears. She watched his smokey eyes,then down to her full lips and remembered how wonderful his mouth had felt on her lips. Suddenly, she was aching to feel him again. Hug him tightly and comfort him. If only he could let her. Angela threw her hands around him. Antonio rolled his eyes. “Really? A hug?” Angela smiled. “It's warm and good for the heart,I think you need it”. Antonio sighed and reluctantly wrapped his arms around her.