Sadness X Embarrassment Novels & Stories

Rebecca couldn't help herself, she felt so embarrassed, the only person she trusted, the only person she thought she could count on was the same person to disgrace her in front of everyone. She had been disgraced before, she had gone through something like that before but she never felt bad about it, disgrace was like her second name but she felt really bad because someone had been there to witness it, she felt terrible, she thought of leaving the hotel immediately, she doesn't want to spend another minute at the hotel, she wanted to just run away but she couldn't run now, she went to bed with tears in her eyes, she was sure her face would be swollen by morning, but she wasn't even a make

Dylan said angrily. “that is so hilarious” Brad said. Bursting into laughter. They all started laughing. “ is this what embarrassment feels like?... Girl! I’m so embarrassed for you. Falling flat on your ass must be so humiliating" Kennedy said. I felt my face flushed in shame. If there is one popular thing Brad and Kennedy are known for, is belittling people. They have a long record of running into trouble, picking on people and bullying. “ I’m so sorry, I got distracted” I said to Dylan.

My heart hammered in my chest, my throat tight, but I knew the next words I spoke would change everything. The sound of laughter broke through my dazed thoughts, dragging me out of my trance. My heart stuttered, and an overwhelming sense of embarrassment flooded me. The entire church was looking at me, their smiles sharp and piercing, and I felt as though every inch of me was exposed. I wanted nothing more than to sink into the ground and disappear.

I exhale, the tension in my shoulders easing just a fraction. Oh my God, I mutter to myself. “I need a godmother fairy. Someone to just wave a wand and erase this whole thing from our memories.” Maybe I could get through this without having to face him. Maybe... just maybe, the awkwardness will fade. But for now, I remain buried under the duvet, praying for the embarrassment to stop haunting me. But it might not. I'm dead. I cry out.

Maeve's pov Kayla’s gang erupted in laughter, their voices were loud and sharp cutting through the air like knives. I could feel every pair of eyes on me, some wide with shock, others looking at me like I was a clown. All I felt was embarrassment .My hair was a mess, heavy and dripping. I desperately clenched my fists, my nails digging into my palms to keep the tears from falling Ava was yelling now. Her voice rose above the laughter. “What the hell, Kayla? Are you serious? What’s wrong with you?”

Everyone I cared about, everyone that tried to help me, ended up paying the price. A sob escaped my lips, and before i could even try to stop myself, i was already crying like a fucking idiot. What could possibly top this level of embarrassment. Kai watched me in confusion, not knowing exactly what was going on with me. “why are you over….” He started but paused. “I didn’t really mean what I said” he said underneath his breath.

I said flatly, "only matter when someone actually feels sorry for you. Otherwise, they’re just annoying." Her expression faltered. Her lips quivered, her face flushed, and then—just as she opened her mouth to speak—a loud sniff escaped, followed by a bubble of snot. I raised an eyebrow, leaning back in my chair as the disgust on my face spoke volumes. Pushing off the floor with my heels, I slid the chair backwards with a sharp scrape that echoed through the room. Her tears came harder now, but they were messy, uncontrolled. No amount of practice could save her from looking ridiculous. She turned away, burying her face in the pillow in an attempt to hide her embarrassment.

“So if I had died, that would’ve been the conclusion? That I couldn’t handle it and just… ended things?” She dragged both hands up to her face, covering it completely as if she could hide from the sheer absurdity of it. Her shoulders shook slightly, not from sadness, but from what sounded like pure embarrassment. “This is so embarrassing,” she groaned behind her palms. “I can’t believe this is what you all came up with.” “You should’ve explained better in your letter then,” Caden said, leaning back slightly, though his eyes stayed fixed on her. She dropped her hands, staring at him like he’d just said something completely ridiculous.

She asked, and I’m not sure if it’s because of her facial expression but I could have sworn I heard a heart pounding in fear. “Take a seat. There’s nothing wrong.” I rose to my feet, shut the door and took a seat next to her. I asked her again, “What’s bothering you? You seem so drained all the time, is the work load too heavy? Is there something I can do to help?” A single rolled down her cheek and her head was faced down, she quickly wiped her tears and responded, “It’s so silly, I feel so embarrassed. I’m sorry.” I reached for the box of tissue and handed it over to her, “There’s nothing to be embarrassed about and to feel sorry for, dear.”

“Hi Reid, I'm really sorry, but I won't be able to make it for lunch today. Take care.” As she pressed send, a mix of emotions surged within her. Relief washed over her for dodging a potentially humiliating situation, yet regret and anguish simmered underneath. She felt a pang of disappointment about not having the courage to face Reid, but the fear of embarrassment had overpowered her. She bit her lip nervously, wondering how Reid would react to her abrupt cancelation.