You Wouldn't Like Me When I'm Angry Novels & Stories

Something in me just so badly wants to disagree. “Probably would have been better than this place.” I mumble under my breath, unable to stop myself from saying it. His volatile anger sparks instantly, fuming instantly. “What did you say?” He says in a deep low tone, taking a step closer to me threateningly and for some reason, I’m even more annoyed than ever. He’s the reason I’ve been through so much, and he thinks it’s cool to make it my fault? “I said anything would be better than being here with your god awful temper.” I state even more firmly, staring him right in the eyes as well, squaring my shoulders and not being fazed by his anger.

He's angry but he can't get me. Does this look like love? painful and hurtful?

Anger has taken a hold of me, an intense, burning sensation that courses through my veins and boils in my stomach. No words can accurately explain the outrage consuming me. My fists clench at my sides, and all rational thought has been replaced by pure rage. This is not like me; I'm usually quite gentle and composed - but right now, I feel anything but calm.

I really try to act and look normal, but I’m extremely annoyed at absolutely everything and everyone, including myself and Angie. I’m at the level of annoyance where the safest thing for everyone is to stay away and don’t talk to me. I don't even know if annoyance is the right word for how I feel, I'm just pissed off.

“Patience and just be your annoying yourself. She likes you, and I can see it.” “Well, she has a terrible way of showing it to me because I see anger and irritated face.”

May Lately, I have been quite irritable and very grumpy. It does not take much for me to flip out and get angry. My nerves are all over the place and it is quite unsettling even for me. The worst part is I am starting to dislike little things that any normal person would not even take note of. I think about it when I am alone and being relatively logical, but the moment I mingle with others, all logic flashes down the drain

She was so angry I raised a brow" So it hurts. Now you understand how I feel anytime you insult me. We are not perfect and that doesn't make us less than others. You don't get to insult me all you want and expect me to feel good about it! Things are not done that way" " get out!" She was shaking heavily

He smiled happily like a clown. The nausea enveloped me making me stagger backwards, what the hell! I placed my hands on my head. Trying to strike a balance. “Baby girl, you shouldn't be so angry. You've been so difficult and it's killing me.” Words could not express how irritated I was at the moment. If I had a gun right now, I would have blown his head off. How well does he want me to show my dislike for him? I have told him that times without number. “Have a seat!” He offered again.

He glared at me more, so I composed myself and try so hard not to laugh. “Don’t worry…” I said and smiled at him. His thick brows are connected to each other. He is really handsome when he’s angry. He looks a kind and soft guy when he’s serious or something but whenever he’s angry I feel like I am seeing a handsome demon. I like it.

There are so many things scarier than you. You haven’t seen me angry.