Novel & Cerita Beyond Noise And Anger

My cheek pressed against the cool stone pillar, my heart racing. “Lesson one,” he whispered close to my ear, his voice low and steady. “Never freeze. The moment you hesitate, you’re already losing.” Anger flared up alongside my fear. I pushed back with all my might, twisting and kicking against his leg. He let go of me, stepping back, his eyes shining with approval. “Better,” he said. “But you’re leaning too much on anger. Anger burns fast; you need control.” I flexed my sore wrist and glared at him. “Control? You’ve built your whole life on anger.”

"Did you ever have the balls to do a paternity test?" "What was the point?! That whore mother of yours was well known back..." Unable to contain my anger I pushed my chair aside before making my way towards him, my palm coming into contact with his face; the connection echoing throughout the room. His eyes widen in raged confusion as I glare down at him, ignoring the pain spreading through my hand. "You may call me whatever you want. Scorn me. Belittle me. I can take it. But, don't you ever speak that way about my mother!"

She thought and clenched her hands on her dress nervously. My heart is beating so hard, my head is so dizzy. I have to try.. “Thank ...Thank you”. She finally voiced out. Antonio played deaf. He must be angry…the way to relieve him from that is ….sex according to him, she thought and sighed inwardly and looked out the window, watching as they sped past the night city streets. Minutes of intense silence,Angela had no idea where they were going, she kept the question to herself. “I am fucking angry right now”.

She may be asleep, but I want her to know that she isn’t alone. “I’m angry for a lot of reasons too,” I say under my breath. “Look how far anger gets us. More death. More pain,” Yaya says emphatically. “You’re right. There’s no point in hanging on to our anger anymore. It’s like taking one step forward and then taking three more backward. We just have to keep working together,” I declare. Yaya nods, finishes her water, and then presses up from her chair. “Are you ready to go to the next room? I feel okay to keep going,” she says, fidgeting with the tips of her fingers. I chuckle to myself thinking about my habit of twirling and flicking my pen when I’m nervous.

Faced with my coldness, he could only stand there, looking helpless. His hand, suspended in midair, slowly dropped. He let out a bitter laugh and said, "I was asking for too much. Sorry about that. I didn't expect things to turn out like this. I guess it's my turn now." My heart skipped a beat. Out of instinct, I warned him, "Don't talk about life and death like that." Edward gave a bitter smile to me before leaving. I took a deep breath as I watched him go. Then, I shut the door and collapsed onto the floor, feeling drained.

“Especially after a night like last night.” “I’m fine,” she said quickly, a little too quickly. She was still refusing to meet his eyes, her gaze fixed somewhere over his shoulder. “Really. I’m just… angry.” “Good,” he replied. That one word made her finally look up at him, her brow furrowed in confusion. “Good?” “Anger is better than fear,” he explained, his gaze softening. “Fear paralyzes. Meanwhile anger can be a fuel. It can keep you moving forward.”

But deep down, beneath it all, beneath that carefully crafted stillness am trying to use in muting the loud noise in my head. I knew what I was really feeling couldn’t stay still! There was anger. It’s not the type of loud, or wild kind I had experienced before, not the kind I felt when I found out about the massacre of my clan. Crazily this feels worse! It’s hot, patient and it’s feels like it’s been

Rage simmered in my blood, "I didn't forget and I am not going to forget. I can't fucking sleep, I can't breathe, I can't even close my eyes because when I do, I keep seeing it over and over and over again." I ground my teeth as my nails dug deeper into my flesh, "There is nothing for me in this world, there is nothing for me to live for but this anger, it's the only thing keeping me moving on and if I ever let myself feel; if I break down that wall, I will break myself too."

This man makes me want to punch him and gut him at the same time whenever he tilts his head at me or screams at me for no reason. Okay all those of you calling 911 to report this crazy individual stop yourself, I haven’t don’t anything and I am not planning to do so. Yet. Also this person is not my boyfriend or boss. What I am trying to convey is that anger can have really negative impact on us whether we appreciate it or not. If you want you can always try anger management class and let me know how you feel. Remember, “Speak when you are angry and you will make the best speech you will ever regret.” A beautiful saying from Ambrose Bierce. Good night fellas. I have a date to get to…’

I didn't notice that I already started leaning against the window because I felt like closing my eyes after. * * * "'Cause we've got no time for getting old, mortal body timeless soul. Cross your fingers here we go. Oh oh oh!" I woke up because of the noise coming from the voices of people. When I opened my eyes, I saw that we're still in the middle of the highway but it seems like we're the only one to pass by here. I also noticed the radio playing the song that they are singing to. I looked around and then Cassian caught my gaze.