Can I Cry Now Novels & Stories

He added. Why he's telling me that like I was just a thing? Agh! That's it. I cried. I FREAKING CRIED EVEN IF I DON'T WANT TO. What the hell is wrong with me? Why I'm suddenly being emotional?! “Why you're crying?” He asked and gently place his hand on my face. Why am i crying? I also do not know. “Stop now.” but I can't. Right now, my tears are dripping unstoppable. The fvck.

I am so screwed. My bottom lips disappear between my teeth and I blink my blurry eyes. Jesus. Help me stop crying. I can do this. I wipe my eyes but it gets worse. The first sob tears out from my throat, followed by the second, and that's when I know that I can't do it. I take my phone and dial Lily. The second she picks up, I'm crying into the speaker. "L... Lily? Can you... c...come get me? I...I'm... outside," "Fucking hell... what happened, sunshine?"

"I'm just scared, I'll break down and cry" "That would be perfect for you" "How?". I move in my bed. "Have you cried since she passed?" I nod. "No". "You need to get it out of you". I laugh. "I can't be seen crying?" "Nooo... Don't talk BS. Call me and cry. I'm willing to listen to you, anytime, every time" "Thank you". I replied. "Has Malik called?" "He's not going to call, that guy has pride the size of an elephant"

I'm going crazy here' he tossed his phone back on the seat next to him after he read through the text that had just popped on the screen of his phone. "Shit!" He cursed angrily under his breath as the tears he'd been fighting back finally found their way down his cheeks. He was hurt and the only way he could express it was to shed tears. Who said that men don't cry? Who said that it's a crime for men to cry? They are humans too, he was a fucking human too. He had emotions just like the other gender, so why shouldn't he cry his pain out? Why should he pretend to be fine when he was dying inside?

What the fuck did I just hear? I didn't know the time when tears streamed out of my eyes. Trust me, I'm holding myself back. I'm trying to prevent myself fr om bawling because that's what my body needs right now. ******

Home. Where is that now? Is home with the people who had sold me? The rage starts to build in my stomach. I feel hot and suffocated. I feel useless. I can't run. I can't fight. I can't even scream. I just want to lie down and die. Before I even realize what is happening, tears start falling from my eyes. I am crying. Really crying. Ugly crying. Panic floods me immediately. I wipe my face frantically with my shirt.

I’m totally open to constructive criticism — just, um, please don’t be mean to me, I will cry lol 😭😂 XOXO Ruby ;) 💞

I clasped my hands together to keep them from shivering. I'm not going to cry, I'm not going to cry, I'm not going to cry. I keep telling myself to start sniffling. I pinched my eyes shut and swallowed a sob that wanted to come out of me. Crying is never the solution to anything. It will just make me weak and that's not what I want now. I just need to be strong.

"Is that why you're crying?" "My cheek still hurts," I cried into the phone, my hand clenching my chest as I remained squatted there, ignoring the people passing by in the corridor. I couldn't care if they were watching me, but right now, I felt too hurt and couldn't control my emotions. I felt like crying forever.

"If you loved him, then you must be heartbroken, so it's okay to cry." "Are you suggesting I cry over someone like him?" Elara asked, shaking her head. "How can I?" "You are not crying for him; you are crying because it is a way for you to relieve stress so you can get over it quicker." "What are you trying to say?" "It's okay to cry."