Alone Cry Novels & Stories

That’s why my tummy was hurting earlier. Stephen took the spoon and poured it on me. “Ehem, so sweet!” “Ehem, so f**king sweet my eyes hurt damn!” the two of them said. “Alyana has a hand bro, why do you have to do that. Just let her eat by herself gosh.” “You see that?! Do you think she can eat alone in that situation.” “What kind of situation is it, bro?” Huh? what? What kind of situation-- I closed my mouth to keep from laughing.

His words shocked me. "I..." He cut me off to what I was going to say. "You what? Obviously you are going to say that I'm fine blah blah!" He sat down on the chair while rubbing his forehead in worry. The room was silent for sometime until he decided to speak again. "Look. Grace, you are the only true friend I've had in years, and I don't want to lose you. I really care for you ok." I looked into his eyes that were speaking volumes. They were telling me that he had been alone for a long time. They were reflecting pain. They were reflecting anger. I understood his pain. The pain of being alone. Quite honestly he was my only friend too. And yes by friends I just mean friends. He had never once

That door is sealed nice and tight, not even a sliver of light makes it through. He tries listening for any sound but he hears nothing, just his own breath and his own beating heart. He's been alone before, but never this alone. "I miss you Blake!" Azrael whispers as his eyes filled with tears. He feels so alone in the dark and his stomach hurts. It's been over a week since he's last eaten a single crumb and the only blood he had was when he almost died. But even then it was only one mouth full of blood. One swallow.

With Ava … This is the first morning in a very long time that I wake up alone. The view from up here is absolutely amazing, it is kind of sad that I cannot share it with someone by my side. This is also the most alone I have been in a very long time too. There is a big part of me that just want to phone him but I know that I should be strong and not give in so easily to him. If things are meant to be then they will be.

“ My boobs are big and fine . You are simply a pervert . “ said Ayla annoyed . Aron grabbed her hands with only one hand or his then used the other hand to scroll down her shirt . “ You….You……What are you doing ? You said that you wouldn’t do anything to me without my consent ? “ said Ayla . “ I usually have only one night stands . If I slept with you , I would have to watch your face all day and it wouldn’t be good too . I am not used to having a proper relationship so I agreed to that but it doesn’t mean that I won’t touch you or kiss you . “ said Aron with a smirk . “ What ?! “ said Ayla angry . “ Because of you , I can’t have fun with other girls anymore nor bring any chick at the house

“I don't trust you. You will run away.” Avery sneezed into laughter and leaned on the bed frame, looking at Alnos. She caught something peculiar that she hadn't for the fourteen years of knowing him. Rather than the blue eyes Luca had, Alnos' one was more faint blue. “I won't run away. I am not that childish to not know that running away will only cause more harm.” “Better and in case you get bored. I got you your phone.” Alnos conferred, placing her phone down on the small cupboard to the bed. “Get well soon, Avery.” “Thanks, I don't know what I will do without you. You are my only family here.”

I suck in a sharp breath and close the window slowly, then return to her side. I sink to one knee, my body close to hers but not touching. I take her hand in both of mine. Her fingers do not curl back around mine but I hold them anyway, grounding myself in the feel of her. “You’re not alone. I’m right here. And I’m not letting go.” No miracle yet. I bow my head and press my forehead to the back of her hand. “I’m not leaving you open your eyes. And when you do, I’ll remind you who the hell you are. You’re Alayna. You’re fire and fury and the only thing that’s ever made me believe in something more than power.”

I don't want to leave the safety of my room, where I can pretend that everything is still okay. My parents suggested seeing a therapist, but I couldn't bring myself to go past the fifth session. Talking about my pain only made it more real, and I didn't want to face it. I wanted to keep it locked away, hidden deep inside me where no one could see it. But the pain is always there, lurking just below the surface, waiting to come back and consume me once again. Since then, I isolated myself to where I could have my own safe space. Just me and my music.

he asked, his words sharp and heavy, but I could not stop crying, I even sobbed louder “I am alone in the world, I don’t have anyone, no one cares about me” I sobbed again, my chest hurt so much as I spoke I just needed him to come He stayed quiet and I thought for a second he would hang up “Did something happen?” He asked “Yes” I choked out “I just need someone to talk to” I whispered, my tears wouldn’t stop flowing out even after crying for hours I still had tears rushing out “You are the only one that understands me please come over please” I begged, he was the only person I could run to, the only one who would ever listen even if he hated it

Adam's POV. "Doctor do something! My parents are in that room dying, and you're here writing on that God damned clipboard of yours!!!!" Abby screamed yet again, amidst tears. She's been crying nonstop, ever since we heard the news. 2 hours ago... "Oh come on! You only suggested we play this game because you're good at it and I suck at playing!" Abby groaned yet again because I beat her for the eighth time at Call of Duty, as her player dropped dead to the ground.