Unscramble Jealous 소설 & 이야기

"I think you're jealous." My jaw drops, "J-jealous? You think I'm jealous? God, you are so full of yourself! I'm just doing my job, which is to be informed of everything you tell the press. The fact that you get 'jealousy' out of that is—" "You're right, you're right. You aren't jealous. You're envious. Because jealousy is when you're afraid of losing something that's already yours. Envy is when you want something that you can't, don't, and will most likely never have," Sebastian looks down at everyone and continues with: "Envy seems like a more suitable word then, right?"

“I have the money to do so. Why not? Unless you’re jealous.” Jealous? The word seemed to echo in the room, reverberating in the walls and floors, crawling up my skin as if taunting me. Was I jealous? My wolf, still dormant, offered no insight, and I felt strangely alone. The room seemed to close in on me, and it was as if the walls themselves were asking the same question: Are you jealous, Ella? “Jealous?” I finally managed to scoff, keeping my voice as neutral as possible. “Why would I be jealous of you taking a pointless vacation?”

There was only a worn thread of shared history, as thin as a thread can be, and a fresh, bright line of something that was plainly and solely pity. The green thing beneath my breastbone did not disappear. I want that recorded. It remained while I looked at the truth, and it went on insisting. I understood for the first time that jealousy is not information. It is weather. You can stand in it and read the evidence at the same time, and it does not care in the slightest. I made myself walk away from the shutters, and that was the only genuinely clever thing I did in the whole of that month. The letter arrived the next morning.

“I..just want to make you jealous…..” “I’m jealous!” He cut me off, getting into my face and staring at me as if he wanted to kill me. “I’m fucking jealous. I’ve never felt this before! You’re driving me fucking insane, Noelle. You’ve provoked my inside demons. You’ve provoked me so fucking badly! No woman has this much power as you have over me! Now, I’m going to punish you for this impact on me!”

She looked at me with squinted eyes, “What is that supposed to mean?” I was enjoying this so much. I scratched my temple and replied, “I knew you did not like her and were jealous of her. Jealousy works wonders when you try to outperform someone you don’t like. You try harder when someone you don’t like is better than you at something” Her mouth fell open and she gave him an appalled look, “that is so cunning” I shrugged, “It seemed to work a little but you got tired easily so I had to step in.”

Alvin muttered under his breath, his voice low and bitter, each word laced with the heat of his jealousy. The question echoed in his mind, filling him with a sense of frustration and helplessness that he couldn’t shake. His pulse quickened, the steady thump of his heartbeat growing erratic as the jealousy tightened its grip on him. Every fiber of his being bristled with the emotions he had kept buried for so long, and now, watching Patricia laugh so effortlessly with Caleb, those feelings surged to the surface, impossible to ignore.

“You’re so adorable, baby. Don’t you know how cute you are when you’re jealous?” I gaped at him. “I’m not jealous!” I defended. He nodded and looked at me mockingly. “Really? You almost broke my sternum with your hit, Eunice. If that isn’t jealousy then what is that?” “Nothing!” He raised his brow. “Oh, baby, you don’t get to deny it to me. It’s okay, anyway. In fact, I like you jealous. I like you feeling something for me. I like that you hate it when I am with other girls because that I feel for you, too.”

Don't tell me you're jealous," he teased amusely. Julia remained silent, her expression that of annoyance. She averted her gaze, unsure of how to respond to Kelvin's teasing gesture. Her mind raced with conflicting emotions, wondering if her feelings were justified or if she was simply overreacting. Julia's eyes narrowed as she shook her head defiantly. "I'm not jealous," she retorted, her voice tinged with defiance. "Why would I be?" Kelvin's playful smile widened, and he took a step closer, his eyes locked with hers. "Oh, Julia, don't deny it," he replied, his voice filled with a hint of triumph. "I'm happy you're jealous. It means you have feelings for me too."

She raised her eyebrows and asked curiously. "It's annoying," He mumbled, turning his face away. He didn't want to show his jealousy, but it was so hard that it was showing naturally. "What? Did you say something?" She tilted her ear to hear what he said, and he scoffed. "It's annoying! It hurts how you are excited about having another man around you. I'm jea...lous," He uttered, saying the last words in a muffled breath, and her lips slowly twitched into a cute smile.

Frustration welled up inside her as she questioned Axel's loyalty and commitment. "What's wrong with this loser... Can't he see how much I'm trying?" Her inner thoughts seethed with anger and resentment. "Still, he's running behind her... bloody slut." The bitterness of her inner dialogue reflected the depth of Jennie's jealousy and insecurity, Jennie's jealousy and determination reached a boiling point, she resolved to take drastic measures to ensure Axel's permanent commitment to her. With a cold determination, she decided that today would be the day she would finally have him, no matter the cost.