Arthur Cries Novels & Stories

She had never had such an experience before, and this drove her to tears. ‘Who would have thought Arthur could come up with such?’ She said to herself, covering her mouth as tears rolled down her eyes. “What? C’mon, Aurora. Why are you crying?” Arthur inquired, standing in front of her as he proceeded to clean off her tears with his thumbs. “I’m sorry. I… I couldn’t help it.” She muttered, lowering her head so he wouldn’t watch her cry. “Hey, it’s okay.” He uttered softly, pulling her into his arms.

What was worse, it hurt so much. Savannah frowned and said, "Justin, don't be so loud. You will scare him..." However, it was too late to remind him. Arthur looked at his father crying, and he was not happy. He pursed his mouth and cried out loud. "Woo... Woo..." "Ah?" Justin panicked. What was going on? Why was Arthur crying? Looking at them, Savannah couldn't help laughing and shaking her head.

I knew that crying was pointless. That it wouldn’t solve any of my problems. Still, I couldn’t seem to stop myself. I sobbed heavily. Even with my hands pressed against my face, they did very little to muffle the sound. "Oh no. Oh no," I heard Arthur mutter. His voice sounded slightly panicked. I heard his footsteps pacing back and forth for a minute before they suddenly headed my way. His hand rubbed against my back. Stiff, hesitant, distanced. It was obvious that he had no clue what he was doing right now.

He was just kneeling on the ground like a defeated man, and the more time passed, the more I worried. "Arthur?" I said finally. "Say something. Anything." He started looking up slowly. I noticed how red his eyes were, like he was fighting to hold back his tears. It broke my heart to see him like this. Broke it into tiny pieces. I wanted to cry as well. I told myself I wouldn't and then I did. "Arthur?" I said again, my voice broken. Arthur stood to his full height, and he towered above me. His eyes were on my face, and those eyes were cold and unrecognizable. My heart started racing. My fear was a living and breathing thing. I feared that the worst had happened. That he didn't believe me.

Vanessa 's POV ~ " You little piece of garbage! I'll kill you right here, right now! How dare you to not go for work today? Who will pay for the food we give you? " growled Arthur while showering slaps one by one. And I just hissed. Though every nerve in my body was begging to cry... Yes, the torture was that bad! No, I'll not give him satisfaction of seeing my tears. My father doesn't deserve that...

But tonight. The more her mind processed the rejection, the more deeply insulted her system felt. Her nose tingled, her composure broke, and a torrent of heavy, unbidden tears spilled over her eyelashes. This time, her weeping was completely genuine. The raw, terrifying violence behind Arthur’s fury had truly shaken her psychological baseline. Yet, watching her sob and cry only drove Arthur’s internal irritation to an all-time high. "Cease your weeping! Every single hour of the day, your system executes nothing but endless crying! Aside from shedding tears, what alternative capability does your ledger even possess?!"

He was trying to sound bold again, but Luther knows he was just putting it up, so he took him back to the earlier discussion. "There is a reason, you have a heart, there is a reason you feel things, and when you do feel things, you can cry, if that will make you feel better. You don't have to try and act all strong with me, I know you are hurting inside". Arthur stared deep into his friend's eyes, and allowed his tears to drop.

In Arthur’s room, Cristy was crying beside him. “Come on, big guy, wake up. I promise I’ll be your slave. If you want to get married, we will. I’ll give you the child you asked for, but please… don’t leave me. You’re an idiot, how could you get into an accident?” she sobbed, forehead resting on her hand. “Please wake up.” A warm hand touched her head. Cristy looked up and met Arthur’s half-open eyes. “I heard ‘slave’...” he murmured weakly. Cristy smiled even through her tears.

She asked painfully, hot tears finding it's way down her cheek. "You heard me." Arthur said, "Scram!" He shouted harshly at her. Debby jerked back in fear, Arthur had never shouted at her this way, she looked at her bestfriend and cried even more. Edna smirked and said, "he is still horny and I need to enjoy him more, leave quick, you poor orphan!"

Simon nearly screamed in my face, his voice breaking towards the end. It felt like I had been doused in cold water at his words, no matter how stubborn I wanted to be, I knew that I couldn’t ignore the fact that he had just saved me, but the way he had called my name, I didn’t want to accept it. He didn’t get to call me like that if he was hell bent on acting like a dick. “I would have been fine, Arthur.” The game left a bitter taste in my mouth and I turned around, throwing one last look at the wolf on the floor that flies were starting to gather before attempting to walk away.