Insecurity Jealousy Quotes Novels & Stories

"Scared of what?" She shrugged her shoulders. "I don't think he's scared of you leaving—but of not being enough for you. Jealousy’s ugly, but sometimes it’s just fear with a bad temper," she said. I stared at her, with my mouth slightly open, as she had just randomly dropped a wise quote.

He sighed, but there was no real frustration in it. Just possessiveness wrapped in restraint. We resumed walking, this time closer. His arm slid around my shoulders. Not claiming. Not announcing. Just… holding. And I realized something in that moment. Jealousy, when it comes from insecurity, is ugly. But when it comes from caring quietly… it feels different. He wasn’t afraid of losing me. He just didn’t like sharing the sight of my smile. And strangely, that made my heart beat a little faster.

“A piece in a larger game. Don’t confuse protection with affection. Don’t mistake control for care.” The insecurity I had tried so hard to bury came rushing back tenfold. Was I really that naive? Did every charged look, every almost-touch, every moment of closeness mean nothing to him? The jealousy I’d felt over “her” now mixed with fresh, crushing humiliation. At least that woman had burned him. I was just… nothing. Invisible. Disposable. I nodded slowly, forcing my voice to stay steady even as my hands trembled violently at my sides and my throat tightened painfully. “You could’ve said that from the beginning.”

He listened intently like a kid listening to bedtime stories when he can't sleep only that her story is no bedtime one. "Wow, you've been through a lot and you enjoyed his wedding? You are extremely strong, seriously! And can I see this woman's photo? For if she doesn't have a beautiful smile like yours, she is not worth you being insecure and jealous of." That comment made her smile and she knew he did it because he wants her to smile. She took her phone and showed him the picture of Zara through I*******m, she doesn't have one of her photos for she does not have a thing to do with it.

"It wouldn't matter if she didn't constantly want to drive me crazy." "Yeah, because you're angry, I think you're jealous." "Jealousy? Why should I be jealous?" "If you're not jealous, why should you care what Madison does? If you're not jealous then why are you upset when you see Madison with your husband?" "Not jealous, but a little annoyed." Jennifer replied. When Jennifer finished, Aline laughed and replied. "Discomfort is the first manifestation of jealousy, you idiot." Jennifer was silent for a while and then continued:

I don't want to argue with him anymore because I know that Alli wouldn't like it and also I know that whatever he said will just add to the insecurity that I am feeling right now. Yes, I am insecure with him. He was the person who was with Alli when she was building this dream and I had zero participation in this. Now that we are here, I can't help myself from thinking that I don't have any significance in Alli's life. She can always be successful whether I am with her or not. And this guy right here is the one who helps her to be successful. I am so jealous of him because I wish I was the one who's with her during that time.

"Is it? Because from where I'm standing, you look like a guy who just found out his wife is having coffee with another man and is losing his mind about it." "I'm not losing my mind. I'm being... concerned about a breach in security protocol." "Right. Concerned. That's why you're pacing and clenching your fists and looking at that picture every thirty seconds." I hadn't realized I'd pulled my phone back out. I shoved it in my pocket again. "We should get back to the meeting." "Dante, just admit you're jealous. It's normal. You're married to her, someone's trying to kill her, you've been living together for weeks. Of course you're going to be possessive when some random guy shows up."

She said coughing so that she will not laugh. “Well you thought him as handsome at that time and then after we return you spend so much time in these three days only at the office, so I am jealous, and it is not a crime.” I said frowning. She sighed and said, “You do not have to be jealous. Trust me!” I nodded my head, but I still can’t throw away the insecurity. I trust her, but not the perfection of Raj. Like she understood what I am thinking she made me sit on the bed and asked, “So do you have a problem with my career or not?”

I inform and hurrily walk out, jealousy is a very bad look for me. *****************

I bite down the burning knot of agony in my throat, fighting down the words trying to come out of my mouth. “He’s a man, Emma … He’s human and not perfect. God, you’ve told me how many times before how imperfect your Boss was? He’s still the same guy; except now you love him. We all have insecurities, and we all jump to conclusions and make stupid mistakes, even him.” She hands me the box of tissues from the side. No one knows more than me that we’re capable of irrationality when insecurity raises its head. I am the queen of insecurity and jealousy.