Inside Out 2 Anxiety Character Novels & Stories

His alpha has indeed changed. “Fuck! I know what I said Grump! Fuck!” exclaimed Austin. He exhaled with frustration. He was pacing back in froth mumbling gibbering to himself. He was angry at himself. His breathing was heavy as he was trying to calm himself down. He look distraught as he was trying to figure himself out. The woman whom he intended to use is now someone whom he cannot harm. He’s struggling on the inside. It’s getting too difficult for him now. He could no longer use her like he thought he would.

The sound of the movie echoes lightly around the room, bouncing off the cushioned walls. Well… the first movie we watched echoed too loudly. Annabelle. What a horrible idea. Who writes a movie like that? I screamed halfway in an actual, real scream and Santino immediately paused it and said he refused to let me die of fear on his watch. So now we’re watching Inside Out instead, and I’m still recovering from the demonic doll. Santino keeps laughing at the funny parts, and I chew on popcorn while leaning into his side. Every now and then, he glances down at me like he’s checking if I’m okay. It makes something warm flicker inside my chest.

She was confident on the outside, but she was nervous on the inside. For a moment something like doubt flickered in Audrey’s character. Her eyes filled with doubts; her hold on the flint weakened and released the flint slightly. The grimaces and the swollen red cheeks of the children, their eyes dilated by fear, appeared to kill the madness that reigned in her mind. She could sense that there was pressure on her, that she was about to do something big, something she hadn’t entirely grasped that she was doing yet.

How did it happen? She was lost in a trance as these questions plagued her mind. “Miss Annabella, are you there? You- “Do not give out my information.” Anna cut off the director’s words immediately after she heard his voice in her subconscious state. She has tried to lessen the anxiety in her tone but it still came out as very tense as she was. Unable to continue the conversation, she abruptly hung up the call. Her heart hammering against her chest, Anna’s eyes trailed toward her son, who was arranging a puzzle box with a look of determination on his face. Slowly, Anna’s anxiety heightened, and she decided not to go out again.

He was angry and he was afraid. Ajax Reynolds Smith was afraid for the first time in a very long time. If Payne found out that they were related, he just knew that the psychopath was going to turn them into chess pieces. Melinda. He looked down at her searching eyes. Payne would not hesitate to use his sister as a bargaining chip to get Melinda. No. He would rather die. He tightened his hold on her, a silent promise that he wouldn't let anything happen to her or his sister. "Where is Collins?" He asked, masking the emotions that threatened to spill from his eyes.

Tess I’ve never been so anxious in my life! All this waiting and wondering is making me crazy, not to mention this stranger turning up at the front of the building is not helping matters. I don’t care what Sofia says, I am not letting that guy inside or anywhere near my girl. I continue pacing with my arms crossed in the lobby like a crazy person. “Is he still here?” Anne asks, making me jump. “Sorry.” She sheepishly says, her eyes going to the front doors.

He whispers gravely in my ears and for some crazy reason I nearly moan out, my eyes wide at yet another unfamiliar, so out of character feeling. I shake my head, my fear and anxiety returning ten folds. He cannot see it, I cannot allow anyone to see it.

Inside his dimly lit room, Axton paced back and forth like a lion trapped in a cage. His breathing was heavy, his chest tight with the storm of emotions raging inside him. Downstairs, his mother was still laughing happily in front of the television, celebrating Angelina’s suffering without realizing that death itself was sleeping under their roof tonight.

Again, I sensed the dangerous aura coming from the inside of the shop, and goosebumps spread through all of my body. Putting on a believable façade, I agreed with him, "That might be it!" His relieved smile made me feel a little guilty for lying, but not enough to stop me from going about it. "Come, sit with us, my Lady!" I don't want to sit. "Not yet, but thank you, Sir Arthur. I'm still too anxious to sit down, otherwise, I would end up hitting my foot on the ground non-stop," which often happens, if I'm being honest. Anxiety is something that has been with me since I was a little kid, just as much as my ADHD, making everything more difficult for me.

As I got into Shana's car, I spoke in my head. Although I may have chosen to forget you, just know that I love you both now and will love you until the end of time. *** My heart was pounding. So much so, I could feel it pulsating in my ears, pushing thumping waves of blood through my head, making it pound as if my heart and brain had traded places like some weird episode of Wife Swap. The butterflies in my stomach fluttered around. They flew into a frenzy when I heard footsteps outside the industrial building that we were currently holed up in. Shifting around in my chair as my anxiety rose, I grabbed hold of the chair arms and glanced around the vast warehouse, trying to focus on something