Blood Sweat And Tears Artinya Novels & Stories

And so artistic. "You cried," The guy says playfully. "You have dry tears in your cheeks." I sigh, "I did." "Weird. Because I don't cry." "I try not to cry." I whisper, touching the tears in my cheek. "It just....happens." "What is in your hand?" "Mud." I look at my dirty hands. "No, your knuckles." He slowly takes my right hand, tracing the faint scars in the knuckles. From yesterday. "What are you doing?" I frown slightly.

Something hot. Tears.

Thankful to have spotted a pair of sweatpants and a grey t-shirt, that had been left sitting on the hallway table. No one could have ever prepared me for what I was about to endure as I entered my best friend's bedroom. The sight before me crushed every little bit of strength I had left in me. Artic's father and Ian stood over her body holding her down as she let out scream after scream of agonizing pain as her body jerked. Her face was an never ending waterfall of tears as they poured from her eyes. Ian, Michelle, Dale and I scrambled to maintain our hold on her arms and legs as her screams were replaced by gutheral growls as she tried to flay her own skin off, as she fought with whatever h

And there, my tears flowed freely. @SenaSen

crying? The flashes of images end abruptly, and I double over with a gasp, holding on to the wall. There's something wet and warm gliding down my cheek. Swallowing past the lump in my throat, I wipe it with the back of my hand. To my horror, it's blood. Blood? I'm crying tears of blood? What the fuck is happening? Is this even real? Or am I losing it? ...

My eyes are drying out from crying but tears keep on streaming down my eyes. "Let her fucking go, Franco. This is the war you're bestowing between us." Matteo warned, Franco, pressed the knife deeper in my skin, slicing my flesh slightly, creating an open wound. I feel the blood trickle down my throat but I stood in place, still shaking in fear. I closed my eyes shut.

Her voice, once sharp and panicked, dissolved into a soft pleading tone, “Honey, you completely misunderstood me. I was just terrified for us, my love. The thought of seeing you stripped of the status you worked so hard for broke my heart for a second. I don't care about the money for myself, but I want you to have the world. I can’t bear the thought of those company shares going to your half-brother, Elias. Darling, don't be angry with me for being a frightened girl for one minute. Please believe me, I love you with all my heart. I will…….”

I mumbles tears running down my face ***********************

I wiped it, but my fingers came back gold. Not tears. Just blood. My ichor. I didn't have tears left anyway.

“Well. That’s pretty definitive.” I nodded once. Then again. And then I started crying. Rachel blinked. “Wait… are those happy tears or sad tears? I thought you said we were happy.” “I am,” I said quickly, swiping at my face. “These are happy tears. They’re also terrified tears. And overwhelmed tears. And what-if-Stacy-doesn’t-want-this tears.” Rachel turned fully toward me, taking both of my hands. “Listen to me, Beth. Stacy is going to be over the goddamn moon.”