Novel & Cerita Dazai Crying

Daisie screamed as she saw the poor young boy, who look to be around 19 year old. “ Please, kill me… I can’t bear this any longer.” he pleaded and tears were trickling down on his face. So.. much pains in his eyes. “ What are you doing, NO!” Daisie screamed and his blood splash on my face, and little on her legs. Dropping the sword down to the ground, his blood wrapped around it. Every part of it. “No!! why did you kill him?” she cried out, gasping in terror as if filled her enter eyes again. She was stepped backwards away from me now.

*1 day back* Zane had never seen Daisy, act this crazy. She was throwing stuff one moment, then holding his hand the other. She was crying one moment and then hugging Zane, the other, and doing both, another moment. "I- I can't let you go Zane",said Daisy, sobbing. "I-I just c-cant" "I know",said Zane, wiping his tears. "But if you don't, you'll die" "I don't care",said Daisy. "I don't care"

“What should I do? *sobs* I’m scared Dale!” “It’s okay. I’m here” I grab him into my embrace and tighten my grip. “I don’t want to die!!” I burst out. I cried it all out. “I will not let that happen” he keeps tapping my back to calm me. “Please…” I couldn’t stop weeping. “I really…really want to live…” “You will” I cried until I was tired of sobbing. My eyes are tired from crying the whole just as my heart is. “Are you okay?”

“But I can do whatever the fuck I want to Daisy.” Daisy let out an ear-piercing scream that drew our attention to her. Tears streamed down her cheeks, and my heart immediately broke for her. She was in so much pain; her entire body was twisting into something almost unrecognizable as she curled up on the ground, wrapping her arms around herself like that was enough to keep herself together.

The highs being the fact that Daisy had become a libidinous teenager, which I wasn’t complaining. A smile formed on my lips as I recalled a night I had woken up to daisy crying loudly in our room. I had assumed it was one of her cravings and I immediately panicked wondering what it was that I would be fetching. “you don’t want me anymore” Daisy cried, tears streaming down her face as she sobbed. “what gave you such outrageous idea?” I asked in a low tone, my heart beating wildly in my chest, noticing the way she was hyperventilating from how long she had cried, the sight alone broke my heart in a thousand pieces.

Chapter 28 Damon's POV I stood at the doorway of Daryl's chambers, my eyes pinned on Ciara. I noticed how her shoulders trembled and she silently folded into herself. She was crying and I didn't need to see her face to confirm that. Before I could stop myself, I asked, “Why are you crying, Ciara?” She didn’t answer. Instead, I saw her hand lift to her face, the back of it brushing roughly against her cheek as if she could somehow erase the evidence before I noticed. But it was too late. I already had.

The "Baby, if you want to cry then cry. I'll lend you my shoulder, you can cry over. I'm just here.". He said and Dhaxzy guided himself. Dhaxzy cried even more louder. He doesn't want to hold the pain anymore, he want it all out.

There was no way of stopping my hand as it shot up, pressing hard over my mouth as I tired to stifle the scream that tore it's way up my throat and passed my lips. The girl, staring back at me in the mirror, looked broken beyond repair. Hair twisted in knots, as if it had been caught out in the wind all day. My once nice purple long sleeve shirt and jeans now torn and crumpled, like each piece of clothing had been raked against tree after tree, shredding the fibers. Still, the one thing that my left eye couldn't look away from, was the blistering frost bite that ran across the other side of my face, where my once cool artic blue eye sparkled, mesmerising those in it's sight. The putrid smell

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.

And it was terrifying. Regret? I didn't regret anything. The people whose lives I had ruined deserved it and I won't stop until I get justice for her. Besides, the pain I was constantly going through was enough Karma. Not to mention this new dilemma Ryu put me in. I've seen Haruto and Toshiro naked countless times. I never got any reaction. He used his hand goddamn it. Just his hand and I'm a pathetic mess. I then noticed someone staring at me and turned sideways to see Dai. A small guy with a mop of dark hair, wearing hot pink pants and a white shirt. His nails were painted pink along with his lips. I immediately saw red.