Embarrassment Inside Novels & Stories

No one's even looking at us, at least I don't think they are. This is a regular thing for me. My personality gets in the way and I embarrass myself. It happens once a week at the minimum. I act like I'm fine but I normally spend at least five minutes cringing at myself in the bathroom or a supply closet post embarrassment. I just don't have anywhere to cringe now. Stepping behind Blake was my only option but he's not letting me. Internalizing my cringing does nothing. He wraps his arms around me, pulling me into his chest. I try to pull back but he just holds me a little tighter.

The person I was talking to happened to be me, and I was losing the argument. I sighed, a heavy, defeated sound. Then I groaned. Then I sighed again, each breath feeling heavier than the last. The embarrassment was becoming physically painful, a tight knot in my chest that refused to loosen. I quickly rinsed the shampoo from my hair, scrubbing with a little more force than necessary, trying to wash away the embarrassment. I tried very hard not to think about the fact that he was still somewhere inside the rental, likely standing in the living room, waiting for me to come out and embarrass myself further.

Aiden's embarrassment had crossed the line, making him limp and keep imagining the most embarrassing incident in his life. "Why did I open my pants? Agh... I can't live with this feeling!" ***

I started to say, trailing off as a deep wave of embarrassment settled in my head and more flushed color slid into my cheeks at the very moment. “There’s nothing to be embarrassed about you being on your period,” Tyler started to say and I felt my heart sink into my stomach at once to settle heavily in the pits of my stomach, another deep wave of embarrassment washing over me. There was nothing more embarrassing about being embarrassed about something in front of someone who’d rather not have witnessed one of your embarrassing moments— and being told to not be embarrassed, still in front of that particular person.

I’ll end up being dormant. I got off the staircase and took a deep breath before heading to the kitchen. Checking in the lower cabin for meds reminded me of that time Sierra saw me like this. She saw me in a much worse state. I was so embarrassed but what does embarrassment mean? Is it that shame you feel when you need help from someone weaker than you? Is it that feeling you get from sharing a personal detail that is disgusting?

Making me comfortable, as I felt a strong urge to hit my head against the tattered, unruly wooden trunk and curse myself loudly. "How foolish could I be?" I mumbled sadly. I had no idea how much time t would take to come out of this feeling of embarrassment. Till then I had to walk around with the mortification I could not blame anyone but myself. If only I didn't persist in going inside and checking on the man sitting in complete loneliness, I would have evacuated the shame and uneasiness sweeping over me.

Williams' voice, audible even through the closed door, conveyed the depth of his sorrow. As I slipped into my clothes, I pushed the bathroom door open and stepped out, attempting to compose myself. I would rather not show my embarrassment, but the flush on my cheeks betrayed my emotions. “Uhmmm… Sorry about the embarrassment,” I murmured, trying to find the right words to address the unexpected encounter.

But her words… Her threat… Still echoed loudly in my head. Silence fell across the room again. Heavy. Uncomfortable. Every eye was on me now. Every whisper frozen. Every breath held. My cheek still burned. My hands trembled slightly. And suddenly The embarrassment hit. Hard. Sharp. Unavoidable. Tears filled my eyes before I could stop them. I had never Never in my life Been humiliated like this. Not in public. Not in front of so many people. My hair felt ruined.

—JENNIFER— If there was some competition of getting yourself embarrassed then I would have topped that. Christian stilled under my touch as I launched myself on him, wrapping my around his neck. My excitement always makes me do stupid things and this moment was one of them. I was still struggling with the anxiety of my morning's stunt and now this. Arghhhh!! Just go, die and free me from this embarrassment please!! My inner conscience begged. Not wasting another second, I pulled back before Christian could throw me away.

Ema apologizes, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment. I feel a flashlight and look at the door but no one is there. "It's absolutely fine." Then I assure her that it's alright, understanding that accidents happen. We exchange a few more pleasantries before I request her to excuse me and resume her work. Deep down, though, I can't shake off the sense of embarrassment and unease that lingers within me. I make a silent vow to admit this incident to Abigail, believing in the strength of our relationship to overcome such moments of awkwardness.