Anthony Black Crying Novels & Stories

They were made out of pure silver. "Fuck!!! This can't be happening! BLAKE!!?" my eyes betrayed me again. The heavy pain in my chest and the lump in my throat increased in me, and I couldn't bare it any more. I let go, allowing myself to cry. I love that man more then I could ever imagine! If he died, I would not be able to handle it.

He wiped his face and stood up, still not convinced that his grandfather had left with the children. He got up and opened the window and looked at every nook and cranny his eyes could travel to, but it was still the same. Empty. Void. He left the window and started searching every corner of the room, pushing things and throwing Olanna out of his way. Finally, he sat down and accepted the fact the children were gone with his grandfather. “Echi, why are you pushing me around like a hunted goat?” Olanna said and started crying. Her tears were bitter, angry, and frustrated sobs that made her body move randomly.

"Are you a baby? Why are you crying? Why do you always cry and not try to stand up for yourself? Stop being a fag." As soon as the words left my mouth, I regretted them. But I didn't know how to take them back. Anthony wiped his tears, but he didn't say anything. I felt a wave of frustration and helplessness. I wanted to reach out, to comfort him, but I didn't know how.

If his illness could become more stable… With images of his future with Charmine running through his mind, Anthony’s eyes softened sincerely and gently. All of a sudden, the images shattered as a loud buzz overwhelmed Anthony’s mind. His nerves jolted and he was in so much pain that his sight went black. He loosened his grip on the knife in his hand, placing it on the table, but his abrupt blackout caused the knife to fall to the floor audibly. Chris and Chloe heard it, even from outside the door. Exchanging glances, they instantly made their way into the kitchen and saw Anthony, his handsome face pale and tense as cold sweat riddled his forehead.

He came closer to kiss but I avoided it. El took a deep breath and finally left the room. How long will he be able to bear not to persuade me again? He like his father's behavior. I activated the cell phone while charging after he left and soon a notification containing a video message came from Steve. Recording of Anthony crying while talking to a pile of dirt. Your tears may have made the Creator give me a second life, Anthony, but unfortunately, I chose not to be reunited with you.

My body goes tense, and I brace myself for what I know is going to be the most amazing orgasm of my life, but just as I’m about to soar over the edge, an ear-shattering scream rings out. A woman’s scream. “You fucking son of a bitch! I’m going to kill you! Going to kill you!” I scramble so quickly to my feet that I almost fall straight into the wall. Thankfully, Anthony catches me and hands me my pants. “Fuck!” he curses as I almost topple over again trying to get dressed. He turns to me, his eyes blazing with concern. “Just remember, no matter what happens, there are things in my life that I am not happy with.”

"You don't understand-" "Oh, I think I do," I cut in softly, my voice sounding almost like a purr. "New to the industry, needs sponsorship. That's usually the tear jacking story." Before she could lash back at me, the front door slammed open, echoing through the whole house like a gunshot. All three of us turned to the door as heavy footsteps thundered in. Anthony appeared in the doorway, like a storm in human form. His black coat half buttoned, eyes as sharp as a sword. Behind him stood five men, dressed in all black attire.

Casey sucked in his lips and nodded his head several times. "You don't play with a black lady. You receive what you give in a hundred folds." Augustus muttered, adopting the black American accent. Anna was so mad. And restless. She stood up and walked straight out of the house into the backyard where the sunroom was located. No one could see her from the living room. She sat on one of the glass benches and sniffed. "Oh, no. I'm gonna cry. I'm gonna fucking cry." She wiped her face with the back of her palm as tears spilled down her cheeks.

He asked Anthony with tears finally streaming down his cheeks. Anthony could not believe his eyes, he cried and it’s because of Selena. T.B.C

I teased, hugging her one more time, then suddenly, I glanced at Anthony who chuckled. I realized that it’s not gonna take so long before he take all these little cute things about him, and leave to another place, I got so emotional, and the next thing I knew was me crying and sobbing between my mom’s arms. I was crying my heart out, letting every sad moment out. I glanced at Anthony, who seemed shocked, and heartbroken for watching me crying like that, I suddenly felt too weak, thinking to myself, he must be feeling sorry for me…