Danganronpa Crying Novels & Stories

*Cries* ─ ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─ X O X O J A N E D O E W R I T I N G S

I don’t know how much time had passed. I was still holding Dad’s drained body in a pool of rose-colored water. My eyes were swollen from crying. Two figures appear in front of me. They were speaking, but words, sounds, nothing was coming through. One of them knelt in front of me. He took my face in both his hands. His lips were moving but it seems like I am listening to them from underwater. Maybe I died too. Drowned in my tears and joined Dad and Mom. Can you die from crying too much? Dehydrate yourself to the point of no return? I think that’s what happened to me.

Napahagulhol si Dianex habang dahan-dahan nitong hiniwaan ang kaniyang pisnge. “Stop crying, pretty.” Naglalambing na saad ni Cali. But Dianex kept whimpering. “Any last words, Dia?” Dianex sniffed and looked at Calista's eyes. “Paalam?” Iyon ang huling salitang binitawan ng dalaga. Agad na ginilitan ni Calista si Dianex. Nagtama ang paningin namin. A tear fell on her cheek. Dianex gazed upon Crimson and smiled. Wala akong ibang magawa kung hindi ang titigan siya habang naghahabol ng hininga. I looked away. I didn't want to see her suffer. ‘I'm sorry, Dianex.’

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.

Because as much as I feel all those emotions, I also feel sympathy for Veronica, and my heart cries for her. "Please. Don’t cry." I mumble as I release my fists and crouch before her. "He does. You have to believe me, he does." She chants when I lift her face. "Shh. No more. You don’t have to say anything else." I whisper as I swipe my thumb gently over her cheeks to wipe her tears before bringing her into my arms, pressing her head to my chest with my hand caressing her hair as a means of comforting her. But even with that, her body doesn’t stop trembling, and she doesn’t stop sobbing.

Remembering my dream, tears rolled down my face. That's when I realized I was already crying in my dreams, as I felt a liquid rolling into my ears. I couldn't help chuckling; it was a bit ticklish. Forgetting Damon's existence, I turned to him. His expression was cold, sending chills down my spine. I was done with cleaning before I collapsed. Why does he have to look at me that way? Feeling embarrassed, I bent down slightly to apologize when I caught sight of the bowl and a little towel on the ground.

he shouted and stomped out of the house in anger. “What do I do Lord, help me. I feel so alone.” hugging herself she wept, for the scary present and the unknown tomorrow ****************** A few hours later ****************** “Mum, wake up. You will catch a cold.” Chris shook his mum slowly Disoriented, she looked at her son, “I must have slept off while cleaning.” Chris knew this wasn’t true because the glasses he broke in anger were still scattered on the floor and from the way his mum was curled up on the ground, he knew she had been crying. But he didn't say anything but helped her to the yellow faded couch in the living room.

He removed his shirt and tied her bleeding head. "Hina...hey you have to be strong okay? Please". "Di... Diego... I am sorry". Hinata cried faintly. Damon yawned loudly as he watched Antonio crying over Hinata. "I guess I was expecting too much from you...this is not as exciting as I had imagined...what in Romeo and Juliet is going on here?" Antonio kept crying, hugging Hinata's cold body. "Why? Why? Why!" He cried silently. "This is all my fault".

Then, she threw herself into Darren’s arm and cried at the top of her lungs. “Oh, so you are crying now, huh? Have not I told you to open your eyes and not trust just anyone foolishly?” Darren sneered. When Dora thought of how Raina betrayed her, she cried even harder to her. After all, she was her best friend, and Dora was devastated by the fact that she did something so horrible to her. After returning to the Venzor Mansion with Darren, Dora nestled in Lillian’s arm and sobbed. Seeing her like this, Lillian was surprised and asked, “Dora what happened to you? Why are you crying?”

His brows furrowed as he scrutinized me. He had likely long forgotten what I had looked like the last time I miscarried. Now, he too thought I was faking it. Vanessa stepped forward first, her expression filled with disgust. "OMG, did you just pee yourself?” she gasped. She raised her voice deliberately, ensuring everyone’s attention shifted to my legs. A crushing wave of humiliation swallowed me, choking the air from my lungs. Instinctively, I turned to Lucas again. "Lucas, please… help me. My stomach—it hurts so much," I pleaded.