Stones' Diary: Built for Pressura'

Chapter 19.) On My Own

To be angry or to dwell in anger is to not be at peace. When you are angry, you hold onto this vicious emotion that you hold toward a person, circumstance, or opinion that you felt betrayed you. It's an attitude that you feel when someone has done something deliberately wrong to you or a person you love. But, anger oftentimes can be a good thing.

It can motivate you into finding solutions to an issue or righting a wrong that someone else has created. It'll lead to violence depending on the situation but whereas violence causes disarray and destruction, anger inspires you. When a person is upset or full of rage, their brain sends a charge that shows similarities to positive emotions. It's an activation code to guide you into responding to threats or mistreatments.

Some would consider anger as a toxin but if carried out well, it can do the body justice. Just as fear sends signals to our body when we are in danger or nearing danger, joy tells us that what we're doing is a good thing and we should keep at it. Anger could be looked at in the same way. It tells us when we need to take action. To protect ourselves, those around us, be of aid to a community. It's created when a threat triggers the brain fight or flight mode, to put you on high alert.

But, anger leads to trust issues, deep trauma, and possible war. It can agitate and disrupt your thinking and cloud your judgment if you aren't experienced in controlling yourself. It usually doesn't feel good and makes our hearts race, eyes wander, and hands sweat. It makes you feel uneasy, disturbed, terrified. In this case, Anger was valid in this predicament for King. His daughter was in trouble and needed rescuing. He had no idea what he would walk into but he was prepared for whatever. If it meant sacrificing his life to save hers, then so be it.

Yes, she should have said something. Yes, Zaire should have said something. But although they considered themselves grown, it was obvious that they mentally weren't at that stage yet. Legally and physically, yes but with the decisions they've been making, it was child-like behavior. But Zaire did say that the family would find a reason to blame him. He expected it, he always did. At least he had it off his conscious now but the guilt would eat him up if Assyria was hurt or worst.

Setting a time to leave, King wanted to run things down with Renae a little longer just to make sure they were on the same page. But she was still overwhelmed and in disbelief. He couldn't stay. He couldn't afford the risk of getting caught in his feelings and feeling helpless or to blame. He had to leave and once he was out that door, he wasn't sure if he'd come back. And if he did, he was sure he wouldn't be the same. He planned on unleashing Yung and had no plans on putting him to bed for a while.

Fisting the sheets with her back arched, Renae moaned deliriously as King's tongue trailed her wet southern lips. Her heart beat erratically as she tried to contain her screams but the moment his tongue lapped deep inside of her, circling her sleek folds and slit, she lost it. If this was his version of Goodbye then she was all for it, as long as he came back, in one piece.

Her hand went down and gripped his thick hair as she fondled one of her nipples. It was at this moment when she wished she still had her piercings in, but the way he was toying with her pierced clit was enough to send electric currents through her body.

"Kinggg!" she gasped in pleasure, pushing his face down further.

She had the urge to watch but her body was experiencing shockwaves as he feasted on her hungrily. Breathless, burning with passion, she laid back, riding wave after wave of ecstasy. Their love was always different than the last time, but this moment felt extremely different. This was it for him. He was tired. Exhausted. Would he come back the same? Should she fight to go with him?