Anthony Black Crying Novels & Stories

Tommy's words filled his head, turning into a sharp weapon, cutting open his heart, which was unbearable. His tears kept falling down. Anthony only cried once when he was born and once when his mother died. As he grew up, no matter how much psychological suffering he endured or how difficult the obstacles in his business were, he would never cry. Now, standing by the side of the busy street, he could not stop crying. The sadness in his heart was inflating like a balloon, about to blow him up. In his blurred vision, someone passed by him, and the familiar figure made his body freeze. "Anne...Anne!"

“I have never laughed this much in my entire life,do you think everyone has a sad backstory? You must be a fan of movies,how can you be so dumb at this age..and knowing how much you hate me and still want to know my story makes me feel bad for you. You are too innocent and too kind hearted that's why you are in this condition in the first place,always a victim of emotional blackmail” Angela's neck was soaked with tears as he mocked her mercilessly. “Forget, I ever asked you that” Angela snapped and looked away. An intense silence followed, accompanied by a thunderstorm rumbling in the sky. The rain increased and became so heavy that..the windows became blurry. Anthonio glanced at her. “Well

The screen suddenly went black. I turned around immediately. “Please… stop it,” I begged shakily, tears pouring endlessly down my cheeks. “Don’t let him die.” Everyone ignored me completely. Antonio stood up, raising his glass in a toast towards the men while they celebrated around him. I slowly dropped back down to the floor, clutching my chest so tightly as another painful ache twisted deeper inside me. My body trembled uncontrollably, tears spilling endlessly from my eyes, no matter how hard I tried to stop them.

, she said shouting into the phone. Anthony pulled the phone half way of her anger speech because he already has a headache and he doesn't want more. "Tell them I can't make it to that stupid meeting." She then calm down when she heard his voice. "Ant, what is wrong. You don't sound good. Is everything okay?" "No. Nothing is okay", he was doing everything possible not to cry out loud. He couldn't seem to get the image of her lying in blood out of his head. "What is it?"

But now this ghost from his past was suddenly breathing down his neck. “Fuck!” The word ripped out of him in a broken sob. He clutched his chest, fingers digging into his shirt as if he could physically hold his fracturing heart together. “Fuck my life…” Tears poured harder, mixing with the blood dripping onto his lap. His shoulders shook with violent, silent cries as the weight of everything crushed him. ***** Anna kept glancing at her phone, the screen still dark. She had texted Anthony hours ago. Nothing. He hadn’t shown up to work either. Unease twisted tighter in her stomach with every passing minute.

"Mother, everyone outside is saying… saying that Grandfather and Grandmother's whole family was killed. Is it true?" Tabitha didn't answer. Anthony panicked. "What about him? Does he know?" She still didn't respond. … When Anthony first saw my corpse, he cried so hard that he couldn't make a sound. When he was younger, whenever he couldn't find me, he would cry just like that. But later, he took to hiding behind Jordan and looking at me like I was his worst enemy. Even now, I remembered that look. It hurt more than Tabitha's iciness and cut deeper than Jordan's taunts.

She continues massaging her scalp and tries to walk away but is stopped halfway by and all too familiar voice. “Do you apologize to everyone?”. A deep husky voice spoke to her snapping her out of her thoughts. She raised her head immediately and her eyes met with his ocean blue eyes, Grace is taken aback by the unexpected meeting, as her lips hadn’t forgotten its past dilemma a while ago. “No i don’t”. She answered back, a stare off still ongoing between the two of them. “That’s good, But why is a beauty like you crying?”. Mr Black took a step forward, while Grace took a step backwards unconsciously.

With shaking fingers, he pressed play. The room fell into complete silence as the video began. Every lie. Every rumor. Every insinuation. Each word was like a knife driven into Ethan's chest. By the time the video ended, his breathing had become ragged. He covered his face with one hand, then exploded. "Fuck!" He stood abruptly. "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" The raw anguish in his voice stunned everyone in the room. Even Pete clenched his jaw, his expression darkening with fury. Ethan turned to him, his eyes blazing.

my brother asked the men that were with me present "Nothing she was fine a minute ago" said adrian, his tone shaking from fear, then another scream came out of from the pain, but this scream was something else, my powers came on display, a huge bright aura came, pushing away the three men standing next to me, by the time my headache stopped, i was bleeding from my eyes and nose, the taste of the metallic liquid in my mouth, i looked at my brother who was what seemed twenty feet away from me, atlas and adrian behind my back "are you oka-" I attempted to asked, before my knees buckled on me and I felt to the ground, losing the reminants of light from my eyes, and drifting to a slomber.

The guard's response, the avoidance of eye contact, and the subsequent intervention of his colleagues contribute to a growing sense of bewilderment, deepening the enigma surrounding the events unfolding before him. Anthony continues to hold his head as he exclaims in extreme anger, “you are not a man enough to fight on your own!” At this time, Jay doens’t hold back and he hurries in his direction, throwing another punch as Anthony falls down on the floor instantly. When Anthony is being taken away by the Nashville guards, Jay turns to throw a question in Blackwood’s direction, asking with a commanding tone. “Why is my brother caught up in an accident?”