Sadness X Embarrassment Novels & Stories

I can feel how my face is burning out of embarrassment. “By… By that, we won’t have to argue who should be healed or not.” I said still feeling the burning of my face and that embarrassment coming all over me.

“I’m sorry, did I offend you?” I looked at his hand holding my right arm. He quickly dropped it, scared that he made me uncomfortable by touching me. “No, no. It’s not your fault you did nothing wrong I was just…” I looked at the ceiling for a second, trying to come up with an answer. “I don’t know, embarrassed, I guess?” “What’s so embarrassing about that?” He said and guided me to sit back down, this time, he sat beside me. What’s embarrassing? What do I tell him? I’m embarrassed because I was a horrible flirt or because of the drama? “Because you’re new to town and the news of our family drama has already reached you.”

I make my way to my seat, shaking with embarrassment. What the actual fuck?

I could feel my face heating up in embarassment. I can't even look at him! I tried to look at everything else but him. I probably look like a fool now. "I'm sorry," I heard him say. He shouldn't be apologizing now because it's no one's fault. But gosh, I can't grasp the thought of it! "I'm sorry too," I said. I looked at him briefly and quickly looked away. This is just so embarassing!

Emma said, burying her face shyly in her hands while everyone whooped and cheered around her. I heard a ping and looked down at my phone. It had just lit up with a message from an unknown number. I opened the message and it was from Emma. Goddamn it. It was a really long text message. It used the word feelings three times and the word connection twice and ended with an apology for sending it which kind of ruined the overall effect. I looked up at her, and her face was still completely buried in both hands while she made a strangled sound, "Oh no, this is so embarrassing," she whispered.

I have this feeling this wouldn't be the last we would be seeing each other here. “No, no, please stay, I'm sorry, this all happened in a minute, I uh, I just needed a little time to process you know” I let out a chuckle and it was pretty obvious it was forced, however, I couldn't help it. At least, I can speak out well now, the feeling of embarrassment is gradually starting to fade. Though, I think I feel more inferior than embarrassed. “Okay,” Susan smiled, moving back to hang with me at the counter while the bartender pushed cups of drinks forward to us.

For a brief second—barely a flicker—she looked almost human. “I’m sorry,” she said. “Okay? I’m sorry for embarrassing you that way.” The word embarrassing almost made me laugh. I rubbed my hand hard over my forehead, pressing my fingers into my skin like I could physically ground myself there. Like if I pushed hard enough, the tension might bleed out. “You didn’t embarrass me,” I said evenly. “You embarrassed yourself.” Her lips parted. I saw the reflex—argument rising, pride bristling. I didn’t give her the space.

Something that is easier said than done, since it is right there and hard to miss due to its size. “Checking out the package?” he chuckles. My glance snaps back to his, and my cheeks heat with embarrassment. “Sorry. It is hard not to. Oh God, I didn’t mean that to sound like a pun.” I whisper and cover my face. Could I be any more of an embarrassment? Everett laughs loudly and removes my hands. “You have nothing to be embarrassed by, sweetness.” I chew on my lower lip nervously. Why am I like this? “Sorry.”

"Hello? What's wrong?" A wave of emotion washed over me. My voice trembled as I said, "It wasn't my fault. I didn't want things to turn out like this." He panicked immediately. "Where are you?"

She give me a faint smile and it was replaced by a look of sorrow, guilt and embarrassment. Wait.... Why is she embarrassed? "Why will you want to take me to the hospital?" I asked, unable to further hide my curiosity. She heaved a sigh " because I ...... I messed up. Ikhlas I messed up big time and I want to make up for it" she Said, fumbling on her own words. I could sense the grief, guilt and sorrow in her voice which further clouded my decision. She pulled up in the parking lot of the hospital, hesitating slightly before coming down. I became exceptionally nervous but I kinda felt a little bit glad that even though it might be just for fun, she actually admitted that she messed up.