You Wouldn't Like Me When I'm Angry の小説・ストーリー

I deserve better! “No, I'm not coming back!” I scream into the phone while driving through the rain. I’m driving too fast, jumping over rocks with the old Subaru, but I don’t care. My adrenaline is pumping. Pulse hammering against my neck. “Not this time, Felix. It doesn’t matter what you say!” “Why doesn’t it matter?” he asks, and I let out a strangled laugh. How is this surprising to him? “Because you're violent when you're angry. You throw me into things and hurt me and I just… I just don’t want to do this anymore!”

My words definitely have an effect on his face when the lines on his face deepens. "Because you think you are so much better than me?" He gets angry and that was exactly the emotion I was betting on. Angry people say what they are not suppose to and over reacting is my next mission. "Because I know that I am much better than the likes of you, even better looking." I smile pouting some gas on the fire burning within him.

“Navia… if you can’t take your anger out on him, then take it out on me instead.” “It’s okay.” “You can hit me if you want.”

I stepped closer, venom in my tone as I snapped, “Take everyone who annoys me with you. That would do me the greatest favor. And you don't hear me screaming because I am debating on chopping off your balls or your cock, which would be a lot more painful. You know you are a wolf and I am. I can fight you just as much as you can fight me. The difference is I am now annoyed. And I don't do well with those that annoy me.” “I think that your anger is misguided.” “And I think that you don't know shit to decide whatever it is that's angering me now, let me go before I really allow myself to take out whatever it is that I'm picturing. Making sure that you feel every other second that proves pain. Yo

To be honest maybe it is also because of the date I have got in the evening. Oops guess like I told something I shouldn’t have but I am going to let that be and not be furious at myself. Furious. Anger. Dear readers, I am not an angry person, very rarely will you see me with smoke out of my ears but recently I have discovered the depths of anger that I have within. And all towards one man.’

"What?" "You know those people who never get angry? But when they do, all hell breaks loose? I've known you since freshman year and I've never seen you lose your temper. But that doesn't mean you don't, right? Instead, on the rare occasions that you do, you're like... A tornado or something. Like when you attacked Jude earlier on." I tilt my head. "Or maybe you do get angry often, but hide it. And then when it gets too much, you burst. Which is which?" "I feel like I'm in a therapist's office right now."

"You're distracting me." He grinned. "I like you distracted." "No, you don't. Because then, I'm going to be late and you're going to be on the recieving end of my wrath and, spoiler alert,"—I pointed a finger at him and narrowed my eyes—"You're not going to like it." "Well, now I want to be on the recieving end of your wrath. You're sexy as hell when you're angry. I can only imagine what your fire would do to me."

hand passed over my arm. She remarked in a soft voice, "You have such lovely arms." Her finger carefully followed the contour of the muscle in that area. "However, there are times when the way you use them... well, that bothers me." My pupils became more narrow. "What exactly do you mean?" She remarked, "Every time you get angry about something, you start hitting people." "Every time you get angry about something, you start hitting people." "You are aware that we were supposed to discuss that subject." "I remember." "I bet you do." After looking at my arm for a moment, she returned her attention to my eyes. "I don't like it, Williams. When you're angry, you can't just strike out and threate

Lena is getting worse. “Fiuuuhhh” I heavily sigh and I remove my gaze from the sink. “Look… I know you hate me and I know you don’t even want to see my face anymore” I start. “But it doesn’t mean you can hurt other people, you don’t have to hurt someone else because you mad at me. Hurting people doesn’t make you a thug, it’s a really bad act, Lena!” I sigh. “If you're angry, you can hit me” I get closer to her, and facing her, I reach over her fist and place them on my cheek.

Am I making my anger so obvious? I hastily shake my head in disagreement. "No? Why would I be mad at you? Because of the kiss?" Once again, I blurt out my thoughts. I hastily mutter a cuss under my breath and mentally scold myself for saying too much. I tend to rant a lot when I am angry.