Inside Out Fanfiction Riley Meets Her Emotions 소설 & 이야기

I said breathlessly. “That was the idea,” he replied smoothly. He finally set me down on the driveway, his hands lingering on my waist for a moment before letting go. The moment my feet touched the ground, Riley shoved past me. “I need to sit inside it,” she declared dramatically. “You are not sitting inside my car,” I protested. “OUR car,” she corrected. “We are emotionally attached to it now.” Lisa snorted. “You just met the vehicle.” “Love at first sight,” Riley replied.

“I just... I don’t want to.” Riley stepped closer, his movements careful, deliberate. He reached for my gloved hand, pulling it toward his face until my palm rested against his cheek. His skin was warm against mine. “How did I not see it before?” he said softly, his voice thick. “You’re scared of it.” My eyes snapped to his. “No, Riley, I’m not scared of it.” I exhaled, my voice dropping to a whisper. “What I’m scared of is hurting you.” I said, remembering how my body had acted on their own, against my will as I hunted him.

Matt was laying back with his eyes closed, most likely trying to use the time to heal from his injuries. I had walked over and scooped her up as careful as I could, Riley barely stirring in my hold. After setting her on the bed and covering her up with the blanket, I stood there for longer than was possibly necessary, she looked angelic. The features that had been twisted into anger and hurt over her friend, were now smooth and relaxed, and I swore it made me want to personally go and kill every single person that dared do anything that would cause Riley any type of pain. The office smelled faintly of smoke and paper. This specific office was Cade’s, Taylor didn’t have one due to personal ch

Riley grinned at me, his chest rising and falling as he caught his breath. “Maybe. But you were about to let that creep drag us into God-knows-what. I wasn’t about to stick around for that.” I stared at him, speechless. The defiance in his eyes, the flush of his cheeks—it reminded me of a time when I wasn’t so tight, when I hadn’t yet learned to bury my emotions under layers so that I won't seem weak. “You’re insane,” I muttered, but there was no venom in my words. Riley shrugged, his grin widening.

She just shifted closer, both of her hands were on my face now, holding me there like she was anchoring me to the present. “She needs you,” Riley said quietly, echoing Leah’s words from earlier. But when she said it, it didn’t sound like a duty. It sounded like she was giving me a choice. The words dug into me. I shut my eyes, exhaling through my teeth. My entire body was trembling, rage and grief colliding until I couldn’t tell them apart anymore. When I opened my eyes again, Riley was still there. Still looking at me like I wasn’t a monster for all the things boiling inside of me.

Riley The moment I step outside, I take off running. I’m moving far faster than I know I should be in order to maintain my identity as a ‘human’. But I can’t help it. The anxious energy inside me is screaming at me to move and to never stop. I’m so wrapped up inside my emotions I don’t even recognize Leviticus’s presence until he’s standing directly in front of me with his arms crossed, his brow furrowed, and his lips in a deep frown.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't be pushing you. Not after what you've been through." "It's not that. It's just running away feels like giving up. Like letting them win." "Or maybe it's the only way we both win." Before I could respond, the sound of slow clapping echoed from the doorway behind us. "Well, well, well," Riley's voice was dripping with venom. "So you guys are really sticking with this idea, huh?" We sprang apart like we'd been burned. Riley stood in the doorway, her silk robe billowing around her like she was some vengeful ghost. Her face was twisted with rage, but underneath it, I could see something else. Fear.

Why does she keep changing like the weather? What's happening? As they got into the car,Riley was also thinking. She was smiling happily. She would definitely kill them all and avenge her death. At this point,she didn't care of Craig would find out about the whole story or not because she definitely knew she would be killing all of them right in front of him. *

My hands fisted inside my pockets, beyond angry with myself for feeling the way I am and not being able to stop it. "I can't make you feel special, no matter how much I know that you are." She says defeatedly, her eyebrows knitting together almost like she's in physical pain. "One day I hope you meet someone who will, I know Riley will be part of that even though you doubt it now." She looked at me, eyes soft with heavy emotion. "Come here and meet her, let her see you."

Now, as I keep roaming about this corridor, I am praying that she those injuries leave no scars that will remind me of this night where my jealousy had over throned commonsense, while also envisioning a million ways in which I can pay Jude back. Jude. That is his stupid name, which I have heard multiple times from Riley’s lips. Ill pay him back for hurting her. And for being the person she loves. She is mine. So she loves… Only Me. RILEY I am… I don’t know where this is. But I know I am somewhere. This is good. This means I am not dead. My eyes are yet to comply with my brain’s orders and come open, but from the chirping of birds I can hear, and the soft breeze on my skin, I know this is a g