Butters Crying Novels & Stories

“Colton.” Colton helplessly squatted down and wiped her tears. “You’re too old to be crying.” She fell into his arms and cried even louder. Colton patted her back to calm her in silence. She choked. “Am I dumb? Why did they have to say that about me? What did I do wrong?”

The girl he still loved then hugged the girl and finally Baby could no longer hold back her tears. She cried while hugging the man. Only in this way can Baby vent all the emotions that are inside him now. "Crying because crying is not embarrassing and I'm here to hear everything you have to say." Baby's cries were getting louder, fortunately they were in a soundproof room. *** Bonito was surprised to find that his best friend's condition was messed up, not knowing what had happened but seeing the man's condition, it was certain that what happened to him was not trivial.

I wanted to comfort Chris because he didn't stop crying, so I removed my clothes, and he looked at me. I joined him in his tub, and he was just looking at me, and then I sat down. Feeling his soft tool rubbing against my butt, and hugged him. "I am here now, don't cry." I comforted him, and Chris hugged me tightly. Then after a few seconds, I felt his hands moving down, reaching my buttcheeks, and I felt him spreading it. "Hey, Chris! What are you doing!" I exclaim because he was rubbing my butt while spreading it.

IBIM Bevy was crying her, her voice was cracked and her sobs filled the bathroom stall, she was in. I was in the one next to hers, with my feet hugging my knees, in the most uncomfortable position on the toilet seat. I felt bad for listening to her cry, it felt like I was stealing from her, the privacy she had wanted but there I was as she cried for reasons unknown to me.

"I’m sorry, baby. But Mommy has to take a bath. I’ll be with you later." "Clingy," Terrence laughed as Violet rushed upstairs. "I remember Harvey being the same way," Henry chuckled as he put boxes under the Christmas tree. "Hey, Kal. Stop now," Karmina coaxed the baby, who quickly hugged her neck and pouted while tearing up. The whole time, Terrence was filming and nodding his head. He needed to show Victor how much of a crybaby Kal became whenever Violet left. "Why are you so dramatic?" Terrence asked Kal, who just stared at him. "That's creepy." He quickly left for the kitchen to help his wife. "Kal is creepy."

I heard him sniffle after a few more minutes of rubbing his back. “He certainly loves his Mama!” Bart said warmly. “Bertha told me babies tended to be especially sensitive to their mothers, both in their mood and if something happens to them.” “It’s certainly accurate, Bart!” Joanne replied as she leaned down and hugged me. “He woke up an hour ago after Bart brought him to me… He started whimpering and then about thirty minutes ago he just started crying. I tried everything to calm him down. Nothing worked…”

This time, the dam she had been desperately holding back burst open, and tears cascaded down her cheeks, mirroring the pain she felt within. Damn it! Why is she crying? Doesn't she realize how deeply her tears affect me? Overwhelmed by her sorrow, I closed the distance between us, gently gripping her shoulders for support. "Please, Anna, stop crying... You know how much I hate to see you in tears." With a tender touch, I wiped away a tear with my thumb, trying to soothe her. "It's just a plate, nothing more. It's not worth your anguish."

After finally starting to recover, I ended up right back in a hospital bed because of one video. Tears spilled down my cheeks before I could stop them. And this time, I didn’t hold back. I just cried. Seeing me cry, Dolly panicked, fumbling to wipe my tears with trembling hands. "Eve, are you okay? Please don’t cry. You’re making me panic too." The more she tried to comfort me, the harder I cried. Dolly grew even more frantic, looking like she wanted to slap herself in frustration. She blurted out, "Don’t be sad, Eve! I’ll go teach those bastards a lesson! Just wait here. Don’t cry, don’t get upset..."

She looked down at herself, at the brown water pooling around her feet, and her bottom lip started to tremble. Then she started crying. Not quiet, pretty tears. Loud, ugly sobs that echoed off the bathroom walls. She covered her face with her hands, shoulders shaking as she cried harder and harder. “Please stop,” she sobbed. “Please… I’m sorry… I’m so sorry…” I kept recording. Bianca laughed. Ashley took out her own phone and started recording too. Rebecca just stood there, smirking like she was proud of herself. “Look at her,” Bianca said loudly, making sure the video caught it. “Crying like a baby because she finally got what she deserved.”

"Don't tell me to calm down, I won't calm down till she leaves this place. Just look at my baby, he's traumatized by what she did." Immediately she said those words, the once jovial bull, threw the phone in his hands and burst into tears. Despite the situation I found myself, I laughed out loud, because it was so funny. Seeing the phone break and him crying made me laugh till my stomachache hurt. Such pretence.