Cry Me A Sad River Novels & Stories

The third time Charles cheated on me, I broke down, grabbed a knife, and pressed it to my chest. "If I die today, the Moon Goddess will punish you. This is what you get for cheating!" That was what frightened him. The blade was silver. If it so much as touched my skin, the wound would never heal. My mother rushed over to wrestle the knife away from me. "Zoe, no matter what happens, don't hurt yourself!" "Leave me alone and let me die. He's out there chasing other women, so I'll die right in front of him!" In the struggle, the knife went straight into my mother's chest. She clutched at it, and blood soaked red through her clothes. She was barely breathing, and still she held on to my shirt. "

— She breathes heavily. — Go hold my back. — I say. — I'll take both of us. She nods. We throw ourselves into the cold, deep river, returning to the surface when the soldiers are already where we were seconds ago. I feel Celeste grab me and climb onto my back. Shots are fired into the water, but we are safer here. I try to swim to the other side, and with that, every minute I know that we are safer... We managed to get a taxi, the only one who accepted my wet money without asking a thousand questions about our tragic state.

"Fine. I will burn them. Let Eli go." Father staggered to his feet and walked toward the fire pit. His hand shook violently as he placed the urn into the flames. I kicked and fought wildly, but Mother covered my mouth until I nearly fainted. When she saw Father obey, Mother finally nodded in satisfaction and turned back inside to fuss over Adrian. Father knelt before the ashes through the entire night, grief carved across his face. By dawn, his eyes were red from weeping.

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.

Surprise when she turned it on and there was hit water, she wondered how much the school was paying for water anyone barely use and where else the money could be channeled. After what seemed like a long time, she was able to get rid of the smell of the vomit. Now, she felt clean. She started to hum a song and then sang it. “Cause there be no sunlight, if I lose you, baby, there be no clear sky, if I lose you, baby, just like the clouds my eyes will see the same, if you walk away, every day it will rain, rain, rain, eh, eh, eh!” She wrapped the towel around her body, singing to the Bruno Mars song she had heard on someone’s iPod this morning. As she walked out, she was oblivious to her surrou

Emphasized and full of seriousness, I said and turned my back on him. He grabbed my hand to stop me but I slapped him hard. "I told you not to touch me because you are disgusting but your face is too thick to do it anyway. If you think I will cry in front of you then you are wrong. I will never waste my tears to someone who is not worth it! That slap is nothing less than the pain you caused me!" I promised and left forever.

I rasp softly, my gentle tone taking an even darker voice as I shift my hips the slightest bit, letting her feel what belongs to her. “You shouldn’t let anyone make you cry!”I murmur as I run my knuckles up her cheek swiping at the now dry cheeks that were soaked in tears few minutes ago. "You should only shed tears when you’re choking on my cock! Not for a man who abandoned you, not for any man at all”I growl out, and Rhea's chest inflates and I drop my gaze to the swell of her breasts still clad in her hoodie. I slowly move my hands helping her out of the hoodie as I fling it across the room, revealing the white tank top glued to her skin.

Thought I knew for a minute, but I don't anymore And I stare at the phone, he still hasn't called And then you feel so low you cant feel nothing at all And you flashback to when he said forever and always Oh, and it rains in your bedroom Everything is wrong It rains when you're here and it rains when you're gone 'Cause I was there when you said forever and always Both singing: You didn't mean it baby, I don't think so Oh back up, baby, back up Did you forget everything? Back up, baby, back up Did you forget everything? 'Cause it rains in your bedroom Everything is wrong It rains when you're here and it rains when you're gone 'Cause I was there when you said forever and always Oh, I stare at

My hands were placed right on top of the ice and snow, and it was so cold that my arms had become numb. I gritted my teeth and moved step by step. A short, three-mile journey took me three hours. I lived under the bridge, where many other homeless people were gathered. A little girl who was about seven or eight years old fell down in front of me. She was about to apologize when she looked up and saw the raised knife scars that criss-crossed my face, and she burst into tears at once from fear. "Where did you come from, you dirty beggar? Get away!"

I was shopping for a crib when Xavier Davis came home with a three-year-old boy. One look at the child was enough to make me pause. He had the exact same eyes as Xavier's first love. "She just moved back and isn't in a position to take care of him," Xavier told me. "He'll be living with us from now on." There was no room for discussion in his tone. The decision had already been made. Then his gaze dropped to the slight curve of my stomach. "As for yours… Terminate the pregnancy. He's sensitive. A new baby would be too much for him right now." My fingers tightened around the ultrasound printout in my hand. For a long moment, I said nothing. Then I gave him the answer he expected