Cry Me A Sad River Novels & Stories

But things grew harder when she couldn’t even find a reason for loving him like this— So helplessly, So pathetically! Rosa’s eyes warmed again. Her vision blurred, and she could barely see the world in front of her. She gasped as the cold wind brushed against her skin, making her shiver. More tears gathered and rolled down. “I can never-” her own hiccups cut her words. She wiped her tears quickly and stepped closer to the riverbank. The city lights reflected on the moving water, sparkling in shades of gold and blue. Her lips trembled, but she couldn’t stop the sobs. Finally, she broke down. Her throat cracked and cries escaped her lips, she kept wiping her tears again and again.

I clear my throat, “Hey babe, I’m sure you don’t want to hear my voice…(I gulped), but I–I want you to know that I am sorry. I am so, so, so sorry for the heartache I’ve caused and pushing you to leave. If…it wasn’t because of my nonsense, you wouldn’t be in this situation.” I began to sob, “I messed up really bad River, and I’m so sorry, baby. I don’t deserve you. I–I just want you back. I don’t care if we stay friends but I want you back. You need to come back to us baby, please.” I croaked.

He had held my life in his hands for months, and he hadn't crushed it. Ok, this was a flip. Big pancake flip. "I am sorry," River whispered again. "I made a terrible mistake yesterday. I was paralyzed by fear. I thought it was just a visit and nothing more. I swear I won't do anything that will hurt us ever again. Please, Rain. Don't let this be the end of us. We have suffered together. Bled together. I cannot—I will never ever ever ditch you guys for anyone. I mean anyone. Believe me. I swear on my mother's name."

"Down the drain." Elara rushed to her side, her face etched with concern. "River, are you hurt?" she asked, her voice low and urgent. She grasped River's arms, holding her steady as she scanned her face and body for any signs of injury. River shook her head, still trying to process the scale of her loss. "No, I am fine," she whispered, her voice barely audible. River's eyes stung with frustration and despair, the bitter taste of disappointment filling her mouth. "Days of research," she whispered, her voice cracking with emotion. "Gone in an instant." She felt as though she had been punched in the gut, her breath knocked out of her.

Yellow fluid mixed with blood snaked through the cracks in the tiles, forming a thin stream. She extended a finger and wrote a crooked “regret” in the river of blood. Then, her fingertip went still. Rio glanced back just once, then immediately gagged. While gagging, he pulled out his phone and pressed the live-stream start button. Then, he said in a sickeningly sweet voice. “Folks, brace yourselves! The most tragic scene on the planet. Start sending in donations!” Just as he looked down to adjust the beauty filter, a wave of scalding heat swept over him from behind.

She just hoped she could make it home without crying so hard that she wasn't able to clearly see the road. That didn't happen. As soon as she crossed out of River's territory, she couldn't hold the tears back anymore, and she began to sob. It was getting harder to see the road as the sun was going down and her tears clouded her vision. On top of that, she felt like such a baby for crying. It made her angry to think that she'd fallen so hard for River that she couldn't control her own emotions.

“If you want him back alive, come find us. Alone.” The camera tilted closer to Jace’s face, zooming in cruelly. Jace looked unconscious. Helpless. Vulnerable. The video ended suddenly, cutting off to a black screen. River’s jaw clenched so hard it hurt. His lungs burned, and his vision blurred with hot tears. His body felt like it was collapsing in on itself. His knees became weak. Every fear he ever had came crashing into him all at once. And then the scream tore out of him. It echoed through the empty street, raw and painful. It didn’t sound human. It sounded like someone losing the person they loved most in the world.

My knees were scraped and bleeding beneath the expensive ivory coat. “Great, just great,” I muttered, limping toward the door. “You better not leave a scar.” I followed him into the silent mansion. Then tears started getting to my eyes. “No.. This is nothing compared to the past” I will not cry.

“They groomed me for this. Made sure that when the time came I would never find my true mate and settle for Cain.” Shaking with anger I walk over to my bed and flop on my back. I will myself not to cry. “If you cry you will appear soft,” River says quietly. “If I cry I will appear human.” I respond with more venom than I mean to. “My future has been stolen from me.” Hot tears burn my cheeks. I do not know if I am crying out of anger or sadness, but either way I let the tears fall. A loud knock at my door stops my tears from falling. I sit up and wipe my cheeks, trying to hide any traces of crying. “Come in,” I choke out, trying to sound brave.

“At least it’s not ugly…” She said as she stared at it. She sighed and got into her car and started it up before she began the drive back towards the dragons. She turned on Cry Pretty by Carrie Underwood and sang it “I'm sorry, but I'm just a girl…Not usually the kind to show my heart to the world…I'm pretty good at keepin' it together…I hold my composure, for worse or for better….So I apologize, if you don't like what you see….But sometimes my emotions get the best of me…And fallin' apart is as human as it gets…You can't hide it…You can't fight…what the truth is…You can pretty lie…And say it's okay…You can pretty smile…And just walk away…Pretty much fake your way through anything…But, you c