Novel & Cerita Tangled Ball Of Emotions

My anger wavered, confusion rushing in to fill the gaps. I stared at him, the pieces starting to rattle around in my brain, trying to find their slots. Nothing made sense. Everything made too much sense. "I still don't understand, Jaxx. I don't get how this leads to... to this." I gestured between us, encompassing everything we'd built, everything that now felt like it might crumble.

"Last chance, drop the money or those pictures will not only make their way to Lewis but find their way on the media. I'll destroy you bitch!" Unlike last time she didn't feel scared. Tom was there and he seemed like he knew what he was doing, he had a plan to put her enemies where they belonged. Behind her. After reading she kept the note away and collapsed on the bed, breathing steadily. How did she get herself in that mess? Anger. Not thinking straight and being the adult in that situation. And now it had gotten worse, he didn't care much about her and she was ready to repeat the sin just to feel better. A knock on the door knocked her off the roller coaster of emotions. "Coming!" She sho

I crumpled the card, the paper crackling with my frustration. My emotions were in turmoil, a jumble of shock, gratitude, and anger. Trevor's words had struck a nerve, and a growing bitterness simmered inside me.

“I mean… can you try to calm down?” “What’s wrong?” Shaun asked. His anger was gone. “I’m tired and overwhelmed,” I told him and before he asked I added, “I can sense people’s emotions and for the last few days everyone stress, anxiety, and anger have been like running through a field of cactus. Which is why I can’t handle any of this.” I waved my hand towards the area where he and Alec had almost started fighting. “You can sense emotions?” Shaun repeated, as if he didn’t believe me.

To be continued. Next chapter: Untangling Emotions

I could feel myself starting to spiral, my thoughts becoming more and more scattered. My stomach churned with a mixture of anger and disappointment. I could feel the frustration rising inside me, like a tidal wave threatening to wash me away. I clenched my fists, trying to control my breathing, but it was no use. The frustration was boiling over, spilling out in waves of emotion. I felt like I was drowning, unable to keep my head above water. I had to do something, to let out the anger and sadness, but I didn't know what to do.

I asked frustrated about your awkwardness and the thought of the fact that I had maybe done something wrong to screw up the great thing we got going. You had told me about how your dad and mum were on the verge of getting a divorce, I had told you about how my parents were killed before me, it was astonishing how we could be vulnerable to each other and didn't struggle with that. I liked the fact that there wasn't sympathy in your eyes when I told you about the rough turns my life had taken since I lost my parents. All I could see was empathy, you were in every sense of the word compassionate towards me. "Hmm," you said trying to clear your throat, I wasn't sure exactly what it was that you

Business as usual. They were wrong. My emotions are a knotted ball of twine. Confusion…relief…suspicion…doubt. It all heaved within me. I was only going through the motions. Trying to untangle the mayhem of this situation. To decide the next move. Everything I had been though with Katya bubbled in my head. The fights. The twisted games. The relief and subsequent gut-wrenching guilt about that. Even worse…the recent guilt I felt.

It's a time of getting everything ready, making sure all the pieces fit perfectly for the lively night ahead. I go around the bar, the bar is not full yet, but it is only evening and the night is still young, I check on the bartenders before I head over to my live in office. I slump onto the plush sofa in my living room, thoughts swirling around in my head like a tornado tearing through a town. I clench my fists, torn between the urge to scream in frustration and the desire to break something. My emotions are a rollercoaster, flipping between anger, sadness, and disbelief like a deck of cards shuffled by an erratic hand.

It was a tangled web of emotions and secrets that seemed impossible to unravel. "Wow... just wow," I muttered, shaking my head. "I've disappointed myself." The tears came harder now, and I buried my face in my hands. How had my life spiraled so out of control? I felt like I was suffocating under the weight of my own decisions. *********