Bendy Crying Novels & Stories

He said in a reprimanding tone but his eyes told me he was just being sarcastic I didn't realized but then my hand immediately came to my cheeks,noticing them wet. When did it happened.I think in panic .But I don't cry easily,I'm used to seeing such situations. I immediately removed wetness from my cheeks almost blushing at my actions. I'm not crying and why would I cry for a jerk like you.Mother Earth would be glad to be free from such maniac. His mouth curved upwards a little. I'm not crying for you its just hospital shifts and all that stuff is stressing me out

Evelyn started bending her wrist to the other side. “Evelyn don't. It was starting to hurt. She bends her wrist more. “Evelyn please don't,” she cried. “You don't tell me what to do.”

shouted Bang Supri Toothless with emotion. "Sorry, Bang. We just want to stream horror. It's not weird like you said earlier." Bobi was still trying to get water from Bang Supri's hand. "Please, Bang. I am spicy! Share the water, Bang, if you don't, then my lips look like a gorilla butt." "Did I think about it? You want to stream, jumping, crying, you just have to get out of here right now!" said Bang Supri. "Bang, no, Bang. It's very hanging, Bang. You have to bear it. Our audience is good enough. We will give you cigarettes or money!" Aldebaran massaged Bang Supri's shoulder.

Lendon threatened her, voice was like a menacing evil in rage. However, Kendra still couldn’t stop crying. “Enough, Kendra!” Lendon glared at her and said impatiently, “I will block your mouth if you continue to cry.” Hearing his words, Kendra cried even more loudly. “Fuck!” Lendon cursed and stood up. What happened to Kendra? He walked around anxiously and didn’t know how to comfort her. She seemed really sad. “Okay, okay, I forgive you. Please don’t cry.” Lendon said gently. It was rare for him to be gentle when he's mad.

11 I was bent down on the ground with my head in my knees, crying in the middle of the bathroom—luckily nobody was in here. The door opened but I couldn't stop crying. I tried to stop and compose myself before someone saw me in the midst of a breakdown but I could not stop. I couldn't get the crying to stop. It was a waterfall. A burst water pipe. "Hey," a soft voice spoke. Someone bent down, wrapping their arms around me. "It's okay. Just—breathe."

Sidney’s tears followed the example until they were both weeping. Aiden noticed Kendra’s emotion across the room first. Her eyes bobbed and swam in tears. Then he looked across to see Sidney just as consumed. They both quivered on the precipice of a breakdown. He pretended to not see the impending emotional storm, averted his eyes before their tide threatened to pull him under. Sidney stood and marched directly to Kendra, burying herself in her embrace. Kendra’s curls enveloped her as they clutched each other, their sobs causing them to quiver in a sick unison.

she pleaded. Benedict rolled his eyes, filled with disdain. “I’ll give you money for what happened. Name your price, and I’ll pay you.” Each word felt like a dagger to her heart. “I don't need your money!” she cried, her voice shaking with a mix of desperation and heartbreak. Tears filled in her eyes and began running over her cheeks, as she poured out her feelings, “Why can’t you believe me? Can’t you see how much I care? This isn’t about wealth or status for me; it’s about us! I just want you to understand how deeply I love you!”

Why did it have to hurt this way? “Um, thanks for calling. Congratulations, Xandry! I’m so happy for you.” Am I? “Anyway, I really have to go. Um, I’ll call you soon,” I rushed out my words before I cried out from humiliation and mourning, then hung up. “Mommy, why are you cryin’? Is that Sandry you talk to?” Ben pulled my hand, staring at me with confusion in his eyes. Wiping my tears, I knelt down and pulled Ben into a hug. I nuzzled his neck, inhaling his fresh baby scent deep into my soul and clung to him.

“Beautiful,” A tiny voice sobs, a loud cry penetrating my desire impenetrable ears. Even in my long gone horny state, I recognize that cry, Arieya. I can't seem to push Adrian away fast enough, proving to myself if I truly wanted to earlier, I would have. Arieya stands a few feet away from us, sobbing her poor eyes out. I hastily rush to her, kneeling to comfort her. “My baby,” I whisper, rubbing her back. “What's wrong, did anyone hurt you?”

His brows furrowed as he scrutinized me. He had likely long forgotten what I had looked like the last time I miscarried. Now, he too thought I was faking it. Vanessa stepped forward first, her expression filled with disgust. "OMG, did you just pee yourself?” she gasped. She raised her voice deliberately, ensuring everyone’s attention shifted to my legs. A crushing wave of humiliation swallowed me, choking the air from my lungs. Instinctively, I turned to Lucas again. "Lucas, please… help me. My stomach—it hurts so much," I pleaded.