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I looked up to see if maybe my ceiling was leaking, but my vision got blurred. I needed to get my glasses. My eyesight must be getting bad. I wiped the water on my cheek, but it was still wet. I wiped the other one, and it was wet too. Then I realized that I was crying. I started to laugh. I laughed as tears fell down my face, and I sunk down on the floor of the kitchen as the laughter turned into sobs. I was crying and laughing. I couldn't control my emotions. What was wrong with me?

she said, with the infinite patience of someone who found all of this deeply funny and was not going to pretend otherwise. I pressed both hands over my face. Hector made a sound beside me that I couldn't immediately categorise, and I lowered my hands to look at him, and what I found on his face completely dismantled whatever composure I had been attempting. He was crying. Not quietly, but genuinely, fully crying, tears running down his face, with a smile so wide it looked almost painful, and when he reached for me he pulled me into him with both arms and held on, and I could feel him laughing and crying simultaneously in the way that only happens when something is too large to come out as on

I cried And somewhere in the distance I heard laughter. Cold and shrill.

My tears were spilling down my cheeks now and I don’t care if I was crying in front of him, it just hurts so much and I don’t want it to hurt anymore. “Why did you come out? To know if I’m crying? Well yes, I am crying, happy now? You can go in now and tell her that I’m crying, I’m sure it’s going to make her very happy and you will do anything to make her happy. Yes, I am the laughing stock to both of you, whenever you see me, you laugh in happiness because of the things you have done to me and I’m sure it makes you very happy. So yes Adrian, you have successfully ruined me and I hope that the happiness lasts you forever and that…”

my voice cracked as the tears that I have been holding in finally rush down from my eyes. My knees finally gave out, I fall into the floor. I can't help but sniff and gasp for air at the same time, remembering what happened that night. My pad were filled of my wailing and Shaun didn't bother to stop me from crying. Maybe he knew, I need to let it out. After minutes of crying like a child, I am laughing the next as I wipe my tears away, "You know what's even funnier?" I said smiling like crazy to him while the tears won't stop flowing.

I laughed harder. "She is soft, She is so fucking soft," I couldn't control my laughter knowing the fact that she is soft. I tried to cover my mouth to cover my animalistic laughter because she moved a little bit from hearing that. Tears shed from my eyes as I was laughing my ass off. I didn't know why it made me laugh that harder.

She gasped as she guessed, and stood up with dough eyes in anger, "where is that son of a bitch?" I laughed for the first time, Alexa raised her eyebrow at my sudden burst of laughter. It wasn't because of her assumption, I was delirious from all the crying and I was laughing at how life just turned upside down for me. I was out of it when I began to laugh more hysterically.

A short, sharp sound left my throat. Then another. And before I knew it— I was laughing. Ryder frowned. Cole exchanged a confused glance with Jaxson. None of them understood it. None of them could feel the hysteria bubbling in my chest like I was choking on the weight of my entire life. My laugh grew louder, shakier, until it sounded like a broken sob mixed with something unhinged. “Of course,” I finally said, wiping my wet cheeks as another tear slipped out. “Of course she did.”

~Lyra~ She straightened up, wiping a tear from her eye, still giggling like she’d just pulled the world’s most expensive prank. Her laugh had that high-pitched, wheezy chaos to it — the kind of sound that came from the gut, like she was unhinged and delighted and fully prepared to emotionally destroy me before breakfast.

His face twists in surprise. I laugh loudly, unapologetically. The sound echoing off the walls of the room. It's the type of laugh where your stomach muscles hurt, your eyes water and you don't even know if you're crying or laughing anymore. "Excuse me..." I wipe the corners of my eyes, drying off the tears of laughter. "I thought I heard you say..." Another burst of laughter breaks free. Unrestrained. I slap my knee through the fabric of my dress as I laugh harder.