Don T Hug Me I'm Scared Characters Novels & Stories

I nodded gently as I swallowed the bile rising in my throat. "Are you scared of someone?" He asked but I shook my head. "Scared of me?" I exhaled before shifting closer to him and he furrowed his brows staring at him. As soon as I was close enough, I widened my trembling arms, embracing him. Goodness, I hope he doesn't push me away. Do I even have any right to hug him? I ignored the feeling I got tightening the hug and when I didn't feel his arm around me, I pulled away to stare at him. He was staring blankly at me and I thought I shouldn't have done that.

he said in a kind tone that I couldn't trust. I couldn't bring myself to answer as I felt his arms heavy in his hold and I slowly started to feel like I’m going to panic. “Right?” he said with a straight face. I nod my head since I couldn't bring myself to talk. “Why do you look so scared then? Or am I making it difficult for you? And here I thought we were friends.” he said and I can hear his friends laughing. I don't know what to say as I was looking down, “I just want to go home.” I mumbled.

◇DON POV◇ I was angry on myself for shouting on her I don't know why I'm becoming like this I was never interested to hurt her but ended up scaring her twice I can see the fear in her eyes clearly I always wished those eyes to look at me with care but today I made those eyes to look at me with fear she is the only one who is not scared of me she treats me like I'm normal not unlike others who thinks of me as a beast but what I did I behaved like a beast

The way they touch my skin, I'm scared! "PLEASE STOP TOUCHING ME!" I shouted and burst into tears. The room became silent. And all I can hear is my voice. Rossweisse hugged me even more. My hands are shaky. I'm so scared. I hate men. I do really, really hate them. But I only choose those I can trust. All of them... I hate them.

And suddenly I felt stupid all over again. Because who says something like that? Who walks into a mafia Don's bedroom in the middle of the night and tells him they're scared so they want to sleep beside him because he's the scariest person alive? Apparently me. I looked away first this time, embarrassed, my fingers tightening together. “I know it sounds crazy,” I muttered softly. “But everyone else is scared of you too. So if I'm near you… Then nobody would dare touch me.” His jaw tightened slightly. Then finally, after what felt like forever, he let out a slow breath and dragged a hand through his damp hair.

Oh God I'm scared, Jihoo oppa help me! "Play with us for a while, you will be happy." "I'm in a hurry, please leave me alone." With all my strength I restrained myself from crying right now in front of that thug. I'm scared, so scared. Even to run, it feels weak, my legs have been shaking since earlier. "Just a moment sweet, you must accompany us."

As she felt warmth her gaze turned to me. "Thankyou" "You know what's the best thing about this date?" She asked and I looked at her waiting for answer She gave me a best smile and said "That there is no guards with us" My Dumbo cute little wife doesn't notice them. I smile, shaking my head. "Why are you afraid of them?" "Obviously who doesn't. They look scary and angry, very angry hulk. Ready to kill anyone. I don't like them, I didn't feel good."

It is written all over my face, isn’t it? I guess it is the corners of my lips betraying me. I have human lips, their expressions are way easier to understand than a duck’s bill after all. Yeah, I admit it, I don’t understand ducks, neither a real life duck or Donald Duck, and... I don’t understand why Jamie is scared of Donald Duck. If you won’t mind telling me, what are you afraid of? Hi, well, I am DONALD DUCK-PHOBIC. PFFFT! HAHAHAHAHAH! OH MY LADY GAGA! Kill me please!

Diana's smile grew wider, and she held out her arms to me. I moved closer to her, feeling a sense of relief wash over me as I wrapped my arms around her. We shared a passionate hug, holding each other tightly as we both let out a sigh of relief. I buried my face in her neck, inhaling the sweet scent of her skin. "I was so scared," I whispered, my voice shaking with emotion. "I was so scared that something was going to happen to you or the baby."

-HER- “I am scared,” Is the next thing that I utter before I bury my face in his chest and break down into tears. His arms are instantly around me, holding me close to him and giving me a sense of safety. As I cry, I feel something travel up my food pipe. In the next moment, I am pushing him back and rushing to the bathroom.