Cry Me A Sad River Novels & Stories

Once again Andien felt broken and humiliated and she didn't even have the self-respect to stand up to the world. Andien's eyes flashed as she stared at the waves rolling beneath her. As if to warn Kenan who kept walking, Andien screamed and then threw herself into the water and she had no intention of swimming. All Andien wanted was to be lost forever. Kenan continued to laugh without any intention of seeing Andien's condition so he didn't know that Andien had disappeared in the water. The morning sunlight touched Kenan's face through the window he had left open. "Andien!"

A tear dropped from her eyes and she missed the look of shock that covered his face for a moment when he saw the tear in her eyes fall. He was looking confused and he seemed to be wondering why she was crying. " Why exactly are you doing this to me, River? What have I done to deserve all this from you? I can't think right anymore, I can't feel myself anymore, I can't just do anything right again because of this despicable sudden change in you. It's so sad to realize how badly dependable I've turned to you but it's just...I... can't just explain the pain and exhaustion I feel because of your actions these days." She sobbed.

She broke into a deep, sorrowful sob, her chest heaving with hiccups that made it impossible for her to catch her breath, and she said, “I… am… so... heartbroken. My grandfather was so cruel to me, my love. He chose a servant over his own flesh and blood. Then he told me to find my own transport to the university. I don’t know what to do, Preston?” Preston‘s heart ached when he heard the love of his life crying sorrowfully over the phone and said, “Don’t cry, Babe. If your grandfather refused to provide you with a car, then I will. I will pick you up myself every morning for your classes. You don't have to worry about transport ever again, Sweetheart.” Vivica wiped her tears, her voice sound

Tears slid silently down her cheeks. Orion hadn't expected her to cry. He froze for a moment, but his sneer deepened as a surge of dark emotion rose within him. 'It looks like that Norwood guy means more to her than I thought. All it took was my master putting him down, and she's already this heartbroken… Damn it.' Still, there was also a twisted sense of satisfaction beneath all that anger. He found it a sick sense of pleasure seeing Sylvie cry for someone she cared about.

My screams grow louder, filling the silence, as my heart pounds ferociously in my chest. My throat burns from the tears and the raw screams that escape me, and in that moment, I realize I have more tears inside me than words to express my pain. So, I cry. I cry until my eyes feel heavy and no more tears can flow. I’m not just crying for Richie; I’m crying for myself, for my dad, and for every single thing that has been weighing heavily on my heart. Each sob feels like a release, an acknowledgment of the struggles I’ve been facing, and I allow myself to feel every bit of it.

RIVER BROWN His scent wraps around me like a warm blanket and I bathe in it holding him tight, letting his shirt wipe away the bitter tears. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry” “I tell you to come, you fucking run to me River. No stalling, no negotiations”, he lashes out at me but his hands hold me like he’s afraid I’ll vanish into thin air and that is enough for me to take his scolding and admit I made a mistake.

“Every time I close my eyes I see his face. I hate him so much it keeps me alive.” Jada made a small, broken sound, half sob, half protest, and pressed her forehead against River’s shoulder. Her tears soaked into the filthy bandage there. Zoe watched them both, Jada’s quiet grief, River’s stubborn fury, and something in her expression shifted. Not softening exactly, but deepening. “Then use it,” she said. “Use the hate. Let it keep you breathing until you’re strong enough to do more than hate.” His cracked lips curved again, just the ghost of a smile. “That would not be long now,” he rasped.

I began unpacking it, folding the clothes slowly, one by one, like that would make me feel less out of place here. When my phone rang, I almost didn’t answer. River’s name lit up the screen and I answered anyway. “Babe!” He said, full of energy as usual. I sometimes wonder if River was ever sad or depressed. He was always enthusiastic. His Sanguine trait sure suits him well. I listened to hear what he was saying. “Hey, I’m sorry for not coming earlier. That day was so insane. I had customers at the gym. Want to hang out now? Coffee? Something stronger, babe?”

“Uncle Titus!” I could have sworn I caught a hint of jealousy in River’s eyes the moment Neo got up and ran towards me to hug my legs tight. “It’s okay, Neo. Everything’s fine.” I told him, even when I myself didn’t really believe it, but at this time, it was better to lie. I saw River pushed himself off of the floor and he tried to hide the obvious annoyance on his face. “No, it’s not fine! These strangers keep telling me my mommy is not here. I just want my mommy. I really, really miss her.” Tears started to form in his eyes and it made me feel even more bad.