Arti Dont Watch Me Cry Novels & Stories

Artemis Blue is crying like someone she loves has just died! I told her this is one of the best days of my life and she’s crying! “Blue? Please don’t cry! What did I say to upset you?” She tries to talk between sobs but I can’t understand any of it. I’m at a loss. The other times she’s cried weren’t like this, so I’m not sure what to do. Well that’s not true, I know exactly what I should do. Time to call in the big guns. My phone is already connected to the car's Bluetooth so I hit Rhea's number and press call. It only rings once before she picks up.

All the emotions I’ve stuffed down for months— grief, humiliation, anger— come churning to the surface, clawing their way out. Arthur doesn’t say a word. He just watches. He doesn’t touch me. Doesn’t try to comfort me. I’m glad. Because if he had, I would have bitten him. By the time the car hits the highway, I’ve cried myself out. My mascara is smeared, my face hot and blotchy. I swipe at my cheeks with the back of my hand, not caring how wrecked I look. “Are you okay now?” Arthur’s voice is soft. He leans forward, grabs a bottle of water from the front, and hands it to me.

He booms out in his angry older brother voice. " I can't take it anymore baby sis, I love you to much to sit back and watch you destroy yourself!" He says with small gleams of tears in the corner of his eyes, grabbing my hands in his, pleading with his eyes, while Shawn comes to stand next to me, doing the same as Thomas with his eyes, hugging me from the side. " Aritc, we can't loose you over something as stupid as starving yourself" Shawn huffs out in an upset tone. I break free, from both of their holds on me. Walking over to my maroon roller office chair, sitting down.

"You're the only one I've ever loved, so I'll never give up on you, Lina." I felt a shudder of revulsion and had security kick him out. Marco had barely left when Fiora suddenly stood in my path.

ARIA'S POV; "Don't cry for him. He's not worth it!" Doona yelled over the music, throwing her hands in the air as if to buttress her point. Sitting in front of the bartender, with my eyes on the empty shots in front of me, I bit my lip, holding back my tears.

I am not that strong to handle the things that are happening to me right now. "Don't cry. Crying means weakness." Lohrton spoke. I faced the ground, i saw droplets of tears in the dry leaves. Lohrton is right, crying means weakness. I turn myself to him. He can see me crying. He's the first man who ever saw me crying. I hate this.

DORIS I let myself have a good cry. I drank a lot of water to keep hydrated. I took out my phone and pulled up some videos of Cathy’s band. I watched her rock it a club in Berlin, singing to happy, screaming fans. I scrolled through my phone and deleted all my pictures of just Arthur. I couldn’t bring myself to delete any of Arthur with Mia or the three of us together. I went through an entire box of tissues. I found a channel playing sappy Hallmark movies from the 80s. I took off my shoes, lay down on the couch, and watched Michael J. Fox charm his way through a southern town and into the leading lady’s heart.

~ARIA~ I stared at my phone screen, feeling my hands tremble as I scrolled through the comments. I let out a soft sob, wiping my eyes with the back of my hand, but it didn’t help. The tears kept coming, unstoppable.I cried for some minute but what felt like hours.

Arthur frowned and kept looking at his watch because Sander hadn’t called to see if they had entered Solen’s website and if they were controlling the situation. “It seems there is a problem.” Arthur shook his head, ignoring his brother. “I’m bored because there are no girls tonight.” He blankly stared at Aiden. “Stop it! You and Eron are so similar!” Aiden leaned back in his chair, smirking. “What is Scarlett up to now? I’m afraid of what she’s up to.” Arthur sighed and looked at his brother. “We just think the same thing, but let’s focus on the mission for now.”

She wanted to hold them back, but she couldn’t. Tears rushed down her face. She squatted on the floor and buried her face in her palms. Daxiel watched her. He showed no reaction, but his wolf did. How can you make her cry? I want to kill you, his wolf growled. Daxiel wasn’t moved by its anger. Instead, he replied internally, Should I let her go? That was enough to silence his wolf, though he could still feel its seething rage. Arya suddenly stopped crying. She wiped her face with her sleeve and stood up.