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Chapter 70 Darkness *** Content Warning: This chapter might contain violence, abuse, crime, or triggering factors that may be harmful, disturbing, or traumatizing to some. Reader discretion is advised. Thank you. *** POV: Denvereaux Thorne He could still feel the intense anger surrounding him. He could still feel the satisfaction that was filling his heart – the very moment he landed a hard punch on that b*tch’s face. “How are you?” That was a foolish question coming from his cousin.

It feels as if it giving me another energetic charge, and I make another attempt to calm myself by inhaling and exhaling slowly. Just as I start to convince myself that my heart is beating less painfully, my sizzling nerves calming down, a deep voice disrupts the silence. The anger it carries causing my heart to pick up its pace again. “Are you guys fucking?”

He never meant to go this far, he was just blinded by his own anger and was trying to leave for this exact reason. When he lets his anger consume him, he tends to be blinded to the point of blacking out as he calls it, letting his anger control him and not remembering most of what he does or says until he has the chance to calm down, or someone else tries too. He has done and said some pretty nasty things that he regrets, he didn't want to have any more with Noel. Seems a little too late for that. She lifts herself off the floor and backs away from him, the pain and sorrow disappearing from her eyes, anger and despise replacing them.

“I have to find a solution to get it done with that Death Note guy. I have a feeling that we will not work out together that well.” Patrice mumbled as she researched for some ways to deal with annoying people. “Tch. We will not work out well for sure. I don’t even know if I can stand an hour with that jerk.” She hissed as she furiously typed ‘Anger Management’. She clicked search and a lot of articles came out. “10 tips to tame your anger? Controlling anger before it controls you?” She read the articles that appeared on G****e.

Instinctively she increased her speed if walking as an unknown fear or bad vibe hit her. But exactly at that moment, she heard some hurried footsteps behind her and then a tall shadow blocked her, standing exactly in front of her, leaving no space for her to walk forward anymore. ----------------- "Anger doesn't solve anything It builds nothing But it can destroy everything. "

“How are you.” I looked at the three pieces on my screen. At the pointed questions and the sharpened implication and the coordinated timing of a Saturday morning designed to find me in my pyjamas before my defences were up. “I’m angry,” I said. He was quiet for a moment. “Good.” “Good.” “Better than the alternative.” His voice was even. “Anger means you’re still standing in it rather than under it.”

" My mother-in-law's regret turned into loud sobs. The online crowd, once swayed, then felt duped, and their insults grew even harsher. [Wretched woman! May you be struck down by a car the moment you leave!] [You're the dregs of society, unfit to be called human. Go straight to hell!] [Just die! Die!] Amid the barrage of curses, I dialed three numbers with composure. "Hello, I need to report a crime."

TW: Slight mention of panic attacks, domestic violence, verbal abuse and marital rape is there in this chapter though it's not extreme but If someone is not comfortable with that then they can skip it. As a person Who gets panic attack actual lot of time? I have written this chapter on the basis of my own slight experience. If it triggers anybody then please skip the part. ***

"Liar!" I raise my hand to slap him. I stop inches from his face, my hand trembling. I’m so angry I could burn the building down. I’m so hurt I want to scream. And god help me, I am so turned on I can barely stand. The anger is hot. It’s vibrating in my blood, mixing with the residual adrenaline from the sensory deprivation session. "Raw emotion is fuel," Echo’s voice cuts through the room. It’s loud. Distorted slightly, as if the system is straining under the weight of the tension. "Don't waste it. Use it."

Just then I heard some low chipper from behind my back which made my head turn along with Nina's she must have heard too. The scene behind us was shocking my eyes widened with surprise and I am sure Nina's too. Tisha and Noah both were smiling and chatting ignoring everything around. They even failed to notice the constant stare of two ladies in front of them. I couldn't hear what they were talking about but both looked happy while chatting. It looked like they were surrounding by those animated movie's pink foggy clouds . Is this what love feels like? 'Spring is really here' Nina said in a soft time. Nina looked at my shocked face and Whispered 'Don't tell me you never saw it coming?’ she