Crying Hugging Novels & Stories

I wipe my eyes with my sleeves, but before long, my tears start to fall like a river, and I start crying, my shoulders shaking with each sob. That’s when I feel someone’s presence next to me, and they scoop me up in their arms, pulling me into a hug as I cry. I don’t look up to see who it is, and my nose is clogged from all the crying, but the person is warm and comforting, and so I cry to them, and they soothe me, patting my head and giving me little head scratches. I get up and see that it is Arnold, who gives me a small smile.

Celeste was sobbing as well, and her lips kept quivering lightly. “I didn’t know how to tell you! Don’t you think I wanted to comfort you too?!” Our sobs turned to full blown wails and I couldn’t stop my eyes and nose from getting messed up. “I missed you Celeste!” “I missed you too!” She wrapped me in a hug and I wrapped my hand around her. We stayed in each others arms, crying like new born babies. Ophelia came after a few seconds and engulfed both of us in a hug. We both stayed in that particular position until we both finally stopped crying.

her eyes started tearing up "you've grown so much" "I'm sorry" Emily forced her way out of the hug "I don't think we've met before" "Darling this is no time for jokes" The lady said wiping tears from the corners of her eyes " is this what you say to your mother after 20 years"

We both were letting out our pain, crying in each other's arms. Two strangers who met for a few seconds were crying in each other's arms in the middle of the road. Maybe because we don't know each other, it becomes easy for us to let out our inner pain. I don't know how long we were crying, hugging each other like that. I look at our position after I calm down. I was on his lap and my legs were encircled around his waist while we hid our faces in each other's necks. I didn't even realise how we ended up in this position. it was understandable that he was drunk but what had happened to me, why I didn't realise before hugging the stranger.

Lucia looked at Hugh, with teary big doe eyes, enough to tip Hugh over the edge. Hugh resolutely pulled Lucia, into his open arms, engulfing her, with his warmth and body. Lucia hugged Hugh back, her hands, tightened into fists, holding his shirt, on the sides. Lucia buried herself in Hugh's embrace, seeking the warmth and comfort she needed, and Hugh hugged her more tightly.

I love her I will make her up Athena who was crying while hugging her mother listen all this and turn her face Adrian was so disturbed didn't saw Athena he didn't saw that Athena was crying and standing there while hugging her mother when Athena turn her face Adrian looks at her and gets shocked Both looks into each other eyes and Athena hugs him tightly first Adrian gets shocked with this then hugs her back both of them cry badly and Adrian says "I am sorry please forgive me" She broke the hug and started to hit Adrian on his chest she said "you stupid idiot fool " both the families smiles

she sobbed as she gave me what was supposed to be a hug. Yes, a supposed hug because she wrapped her frail arms around my body as if it was some weak vegetable and squeezed her thin form tightly against me with all her strength- how did she grow so thin? Why was I only noticing? She kept repeating her words over and over like a mantra and even though I couldn't understand the words, I knew somehow that she was talking about me. She was crying and she kept hugging me. I didn' know what to do or who to ask, I could feel myself starting to cry along with her and I couldn't stop crying even as I wanted to stop. This is so wrong and I hate it. It's so wrong.

She didn't even know who she was hugging. He was surprised himself. All he wanted to do was to help. "Let it out. Come on, cry" he said. Paige continued crying non-stop. They remained in that position for about twenty minutes till she was tired of crying. As she disengaged from the hug, he stared at her face. It was all swollen.

His arms tightened around her waist, he held her small frame firmly in his arms making sure to hold her securely against him, closing his eyes letting her gentle scent play with his mind. The hug was not just an embrace, it was desperation, a silent cry he had refused let out for the longest times.His shoulders trembled, and though he tried to hold back, his chest quivered against her. He pressed his face into the curve of her neck, inhaling her scent, his breath hot and uneven. He didn’t cry aloud, but she could feel his restraint, Lily wasn't a child to not realize how sorrowful he was and he was trying to not let out tears in front of her.

"I missed you." "Me too, daughter." His voice was breaking, the tears wetting my hair. "Me too." Helena approached, a smile on her lips, tears in her eyes. She didn't say anything. She just stood there, watching us, as if witnessing something sacred. "Can I join?" she asked, her voice soft, almost shy. I extended one hand. She knelt beside me, joined the hug. We stayed like that, the three of us, embraced, crying, healing.