Novel & Cerita Joy X Anger

Vera reproached her son, partly true. "I'm still angry about this. Adults shouldn't be angry for long, Mom, I'm not angry either." Joy added her mother's cheek so that she wouldn't be angry anymore.

Those adorable nostrils flaring, her furrowed eyebrows, that cute fucking frown fixed on her lips. “Something funny to you Valenzuela?” Jovie asked, snapping out of my complete adoration for her. “Um, I’m sorry. You look so pretty when you’re mad.” I admitted. I saw her force a smile down. “Well I must be gorgeous right now because I’m furious!” “You are gorgeous.” “Stop that!” “Stop what baby?” I asked. “You’re taking all my anger away, dummy.” She whined. “Sorry I’ll stop.” “You’re not actually falling for this shit, are you Jo?” Xavier scoffed. “Is it really that easy to make you forget what you’re mad about? No wonder you’re still with him.”

To think the three can beat her seems rather off to Joy. Tho she was average in height, she is quite good at defending herself. She might be wounded but she would make sure each one of them has a scar or even more. Joy was the type that gets angry easily but is easy to forgive others. Stepping on her toes is more like stepping on a cobra's tail. The result is inevitable. ... Zack stood in his handsome glory, with black jeans and a yellow round neck top which made his abs almost wanting to pop out of his body, a face cap on his head.

It began happening with more and more frequency; the tightness and then the release¡­same scenario, different facts. She is just sitting in class, minding her own business and one girl is wearing a denim jumper almost like the one she is wearing; except Juicy's outfit is not a knock-off like the other girl's. And her friends are snickering and making fat jokes. For a moment, Juicy thinks, 'I shouldn't have worn this. I'm never wearing this again¡­' The next minute she is picturing Felix's face when he picked this outfit for her. Juicy knows that rage has a distinct flavor. She tastes it on her tongue, it's like a copper penny or maybe just the taste in your mouth when your Momma runs a

,tears roll down my cheeks and I angrily wipe them. "oh May I'm sorry",she looks sad for me. "I should of ran when I had the chance, I choke out, I should of never had sex with him or got pregnant everything is messed up now",I sob and sob while she listens. I scream in anger before covering my face sobbing. "I'm sorry May I'm sorry that your hurting, She hands me the box of tissues, have you talked to him?",I scoffed. I start laughing and I know I must look like a crazy bitch but here I am laughing. I wipe my face and nod.

I walked on the stage and looked at Enzo; he was still unbothered, he wasn't even paying attention to his surroundings at all. He was ignoring the whole world. This man...argh!!!I groaned. I took the mike and cleared my throat, gaining everyone's attention including Enzo's. I smirked internally, "Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. I dedicate this song to my angry boyfriend." I said, pressing the words Angry boyfriend.

Maxwell spilled out angrily while Andrew banged the table in anger. "I'm tired okay! I have lost my sanity and what do you have me do huh? Get my ass up, face the press, and act so confident like my daddy isn't winning so badly. Fuck, this man gets on my nerves so much and I'm just tired of everything alright" he poured out, clearly angry and devastated.