Sadness X Embarrassment Novels & Stories

I was shaking my head and hoping this never happened… ‘cause THIS WAS EMBARASSING! How will I be able to face him, then? If he runs, then he shouldn’t come back! Urgh… But what if he comes back and makes me look like a rug who was turned down to have sex with someone she LIKES the most? Aish! “This is beyond embarrassing…” I said covering my face, almost above a whisper. As my hands cover my face, I didn’t realize, tears started to stream. “What is this? O-oh… it becomes a sob.”

There was a mix of emotions on her face, I could not interpret most of them but the sadness and mild embarrassment was almost palpable. “I have to leave, it's the only chance I have of starting over and leaving all this behind,” her lips quivered, the tears fell, my heart twisted as I was attacked by a pang of guilt. Anora said nothing about the marks, about who had done it and I was also too embarrassed to ask. I was embarrassed to confirm what I already knew, embarrassed that I know this person, this beast. I felt guilty that the beast who had caused that amount of pain, the inhumane creature who had caused those scared is related to me.

My hurt instantly curdled into a dark, scalding rage. Kade thought he was dragging me into the lion's den to save face. He thought he was parading a docile, broken bride in front of the press. He had no idea that by taking me outside the high walls of this estate, he was handing me a million different ways to disappear. He talked about embarrassment as if it were a leash to keep me in line. Oh, Kade, I thought, a bitter, lethal smile threatening to break across my face in the dark. You have no idea what real embarrassment feels like. But come Saturday night... you're in for the shock of your life.

All that time, he had been holding onto the truth like some arrogant bastard who enjoyed watching people drown in their own humiliation. I stare at him, my mouth slightly open, my brain completely empty of words. Nothing comes out. Not a single coherent thought can make it from my head to my tongue. Everything has gone from awkward to absolutely, unbearably, completely fucking awkward. Now I’m just standing here like a statue while my heart slams against my ribs hard enough for me to feel the pulse in my throat, my temples, even the tips of my fingers. A shiver races from the base of my skull all the way down my spine as embarrassment sinks deep into me, twisting tighter and tighter around m

“Hey.. I don't look like that when I’m in pain.” “Yes. You look precisely like that.” “Whatever whatever,” Emerson waved his hand. “Let’s move on to disappointment.” --- Emerson stood by the kitchen counter, one hand rubbing his temples as Porsche, stood by waiting for his next command. He’d been working on this for hours. “Okay, Porsche. We’ve done pain, disappointment, surprise… now, let’s try something a little more subtle. Embarrassment.” Porsche tilted his head. “Embarrassment. How does one express that?”

That night Ebuka could not sleep throughout the night for that day, he had never been so embarrassed all his life, he felt so sad.

I blurted. Awkwardness, a dance of missteps and misunderstandings, where words stumble and silence speaks volumes. It's a delicate balance between humor and discomfort, a canvas painted with shades of embarrassment and uncertainty, creating a tapestry of human vulnerability and imperfection. ‘I don't want to be here!’

"No matter how much we try to erase the emotional sadness from our feelings, it's becomes the most painful expression in our heart. It's always by us even if we try to be happy or smile for the day. Sadness always has the first role in our heart from the birth." On the Next day, in the same town, the car driver into the public square. Parking the first half inside a dark passage, the backwards on the open side, both the couples got to work.

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.

It’s been a minute, then two, three- Fucking hell. Is this true? Don’t tell me my mate is not here too? How unlucky can I get to be the second person to be devastated and hopeless she-wolf of the night!? “That’s what she get for almost ruining our night.” one whispered, too. Shut up! Shut up! I closed my eyes shut, deafened by the loud thuds of my heart. I never thought that this is what the other girl felt before. It’s embarrassing and sad, disappointment is also there but the level of the sadness is overwhelming it.