Dazai Crying Novels & Stories

Zara whispered into the empty, freezing room, her voice a raw, agonizingly broken rasp. Hot, heavy tears spilled freely over her thick lashes, dropping onto her trembling hands. She wrapped her arms tightly around her own chest, sobbing openly, entirely devastated. She could still feel the heavy, desperate heat of his massive hands on her skin. She could still hear his deep, feral voice swearing that he would burn the world to the ground to protect her.

he said. Our daughter looked confused by Damian crying and she reached up and patted his wet cheeks like she was trying to make him feel better. "Dada happy?" she asked in her little voice. Damian laughed through his tears and said "Yes baby. Dada is very happy. These are happy tears." "I didn't know you could cry," I said. "I haven't cried since I was a kid. Not even when Vanessa left me. Not even when my business almost failed. But hearing her call me dada just broke something open inside me," he said.

The video continues. Zade collapsing onto the couch inside the hotel suite. Completely out of it. Then the door slowly closes after Daisy walks in. Smirking. Like she already knows exactly what she’s about to do. Tears sting my eyes. The footage cuts to the next morning. Zade leaving the hotel room. He looks panicked. Confused. Like someone who knows something is terribly wrong but can’t figure out what happened. I turn toward him, tears sliding down my cheeks. Zade meets my eyes.

Zia's fear increased [I don't want to die] she thought trembling her eyes were tearing "Why are your eyes sweating?" he asked [That's not sweating, those are tears] "Tears? What are those?" he asked, feeling confused [You don't know what tears are?] "Your eyes sweat?" [when someone is sad or afraid, a person cries] "hmm" The vampire lived a long life for centuries but has never seen a person cry. A new emotion triggered him. He found it interesting. "Name?" he asked [Ah?.. Zia]

Dizzy. While Juan looks away and looks at the ground with her tears. "Come on talk to me why are you still crying" Dizzy asked. "Just tell me that you gonna do whatever it is for me just promise me please" She said with tears. "Alright it is okay please" Dizzy said as he takes a deep breathe. "Just stop crying, come on you have been in sorrow since we arrived in this place" Dizzy said to her as he cleans off her tears again. Although the tears was running out of her eyes nonstop.

The fear that history may repeat itself is really consuming me and now, I feel so useless and helpless. Ever since Daisy came into the family, we have been inseparable even though we are not from the same father, we still love and adore each other very much. 'Daisy, I am really sorry for making you cry' I say as I wipe her tears away with my thumb and pull her into a tight hug, rubbing her back in a soothing way as she keeps on crying. ~ ’So sister, why did you loose conciousness all of a sudden'? Daisy asks, staring at Zarie with an inquisitive look as she continues to sip leisurely on her orange juice.

Nobody there could understand. Sugai stood with his hands on his hips, head up, and sighed. He felt impossible, he wanted to cry but tried to stop the tears from flowing. He really didn't understand why his girlfriend and Daisy couldn't escape Yuki's death. It's confusing. Clearly, they’re all strangers who met each other in a different country, yet their affections were still closer than the relatives. Sugai said in pain, “Are you two going to let me continue to live?"

***Daisy's POV.*** “Let’s go.” I say and get up. “Where? I am… literally feeling dizzy.” Toby says and as he tries to remove the bite he took. I flinch when his skin gets red and I pick up his phone when Olivia calls, “Olivia, Toby is dying.” And cut it. That ought to do everything. “Why would you do that?” He asks.

I added. “We love you, Ate!” they said together, filling the screen with warmth. “I love you more,” I replied, and ended the call before they could see me break down. The moment the screen went black, the walls around my heart collapsed. A mix of sorrow, guilt, and helplessness crashed over me. I sobbed—loud and raw, releasing every emotion I’d buried deep inside. I cried until my voice cracked, until my tears ran dry. After all… I was still alone.

The moment the guards shoved me back into my chamber and bolted the door, I sank to the floor, my body trembling uncontrollably. Darius’s broken form hanging from the post kept flashing behind my eyes, the way his body jerked with every lash, the blood running down his back, the way his head finally dropped when he could no longer hold it up. I pressed my forehead against the cold stone floor and cried until my throat felt like it was bleeding. But crying wouldn’t save him.