Why Is My Girlfriend So Emotional Novels & Stories

Carsen, had told me earlier and also told her the number of days we would be spending for the meeting. "Oh my goodness, this is going to be mind-blowing, baby girl. You are going to have a once-in-a-lifetime experience with your lover boss," she said to me. I had to cut her off because I knew she had a lot to say. "Shut the fuck up, Sarah, what exactly are you talking about? This is just work stuff and nothing else. There are no emotions added to it," I said to her. "No, Emily, there are a lot of emotions added to it. I know that you cannot tell me that you guys are not in love with each other," she countered what I had said to her earlier.

But if she had the free will to get married to a mafia don, why don’t I have the free will to get married to a lady just two years older than I am? I set my mug down, leaning forward with my elbows on my knees. “It’s about Gianna.” Emilia’s brows furrowed. “Gianna? Who’s Gianna?” “My girlfriend,” I said, watching her reaction closely. Her eyes widened, and she sat up straighter. “Wait, what? You have a girlfriend?” “Is that so hard to believe?” I asked, feigning offense. “A little,” she said, laughing. “You’ve never mentioned her before.”

“She cares enough not to drop it.” Eli sat up straighter, a thought sparking through the fog. “What if we make it boring?” Both of them turned to look at him. “Emma smells drama, she digs. But if we give her something dull — a story that makes sense, that’s too safe to chase — she’ll stop.” Damian tilted his head. “Go on.” Eli swallowed. “We say we were talking about you. About Lily and me moving in together, or getting engaged, or something. Big enough to justify tension, normal enough to shut her down.”

“They’ve been together for decades. We’ve barely…” “The duration doesn’t matter,” she says cutting me off, “It’s the emotions you feel for each other.” She says softly, her eyes burning through me and I stare at her in dumbstruck. “Then… What do they do when one of them makes the other mad? Disappoints them?” She chuckles knowingly.

Her grip was so tight that it hurt my arms a little bit. "But I'll never be your girlfriend!" she cried out softly. "You'll never want me like that." I was rather stunned. You can call me daft all you want, but I had not fully realized up until this point that she was actually hinting at something along those lines. It just didn't cross my mind. It was outside the realm of possibilities. In truth, I had never had a conversation like this - so emotionally charged - with anyone before, and so it was difficult to know what to say or how to handle myself. But Melody was crying, and that put me on edge. So I thought out my words carefully.

Deep down inside, I was not yet ready to experience her habitual fear of us, once she learned the truth. "Sorry if my emotions are affecting you, but you don't understand, boy!" She quickly explained. "The person I know is a fucking lunatic! Forcing me to be his girlfriend by blackmail, he even... Why am I even explaining it to you? No, if it's him I need to run," she cried.

“Go easy on her would ya? We don’t know what’s going through Kate’s head right now. She’s probably just scared, Sauce-” I scoffed openly without allowing my best friend to finish. “Aren’t we all!? Hey...when were you planning on giving me tha—oh, never mind. Back to the subject at hand. For fuck’s sake, don’t feed me bullshit Erin. My girlfriend changes what she wants by the day, and I can’t keep up...how do you think that makes me feel?”

"But you have to remember that you're not alone. We may be apart physically, but our hearts are always connected. Whatever you're facing, I know you can overcome it. That's how strong and bold you are, honey. Just like your mother was. As tears threatened to spill at her words, I fought the urge to break down. Before they escaped, Cora's furious voice pierced the house, prompting a swift retreat. With hidden tears, I dashed away, wiping them away before joining my best friend, who wore a visibly perturbed expression. Hey, girlfriend, what's up? You seem off," I asked as I approached her. "I'm okay, girlfriend, just feeling a bit overwhelmed by Ethan lately. He's been suffocating, not giving

"See Fola, you're free to tell me absolutely everything and anything. We're friends and that's what friends are for. Hmm? Instead of keeping things to yourself and hurting alone. Just tell me. Hmm?" Wow. I could feel the tears starting at the back of my eyes. No one has ever told me this apart from my families and my therapist. "Hmm, you're starting to feel emotional, abi?" She let go of my hands and she pointed her index finger at me, a Cheshire grin on her face. "Don't worry, I'm the best girlfriend could ever ask for." I just burst into laughter.

I nodded. "Don't let your dick speak for you. From my very soul I need an emotional commitment as much as a sexual one. Pure sex is not enough. If we can't be one hundred percent devoted to each other, mentally and emotionally, then this will not work. See Danny, I love you. I feel we're connected in some deep, emotional way. Not just as mother and son. Deeper. Harder. And yes, sexier." She paused. Then I realized she was looking for affirmation.