Ddlc Crying Novels & Stories

“Why? I’m fucking OK. Don’t worry.” "Moira, aren't you tired of saying the same thing to cover up how much you're hurting? Cry... I won't laugh at you like I used to. I'm not Dillan who would make fun of you for crying after failing to convince Professor Satou. No." He shook his head. I did the same, shaking my head, trying to deny his words and prove that I was fine, but my body ultimately betrayed my brain. The tears fell without me being able to control them. Dillan was silent as he watched, and just sighed heavily while continuing to watch me.

I said rubbing my cheek that was victimized by her hit. “Sorry,” she said and looked back down. I didn’t miss the sadness I saw in her eyes and it looked like she was going to cry. Danielle never cries, not in a million times except it was really bad, and when I say bad, not the regular bad but bad, bad. “What happened? What is going on? Are you crying?” I asked her putting my hand on her back. “I am not crying,” she said in a small voice and cleaned the tears that dropped from her eyes to her cheeks.

Daniel attempted to lighten the mood, but his attempt fell flat. "But you told me to cry..." Adrienne sobbed between tears. "Oh... Whatever..." Daniel sighed, realizing his insensitivity. "Lucy is here too... She's expecting us to make pasta for her as well... So, you're cooking for three," Adrienne managed to say amidst her tears.

It did something inside me‚ but I couldn't soften now. "I... I'm sorry‚ Di‚" Dalia said. Her voice broke too. Then came the sound of footsteps retreating down the hall. She was leaving. "Aaarrrggggghhhhh!!!" I screamed again. Frustration exploded out of me. My knees gave way‚ and I fell to the floor. Sobs shook my body as I curled up there. Tears streamed down my face‚ soaking my shirt.

Well, it's not like I started it. “Ahhh!! What is wrong with me today!” I shouted, jumping onto my bed and flopping down like a little kid having a tantrum. I knew the answer: it was the disgusting sight that fool had forced my beautiful eyes to see. Now I had to sit and eat in front of that man, how did he even do it with that girl, that's probably why she was crying. I guess it must have hurt, which felt truly sickening. The fact that he was the only one who could technically ask for a divorce was so annoying. Maybe I should ask him. Who knows, he might agree to it. —

She burst into tears and started to cry loudly. “You let a slut suck your dick.” “Oh my God, don't start.” He replied and bent down, she placed her right hand on his head and her left hand on his shoulder. He took off her heels for her and stood back up. “I sucked that same dick Draven.” She cried. “Ugh.” Draven rolled his eyes and pulled her gently under the shower. “Did she do it better than me?” She cried and Draven noticed her eyes were starting to get swollen and red. She is crying too much.

Her friend Kira was right there with ruffled hair and swollen red eyes from crying. “What’s the matter with you.. you have to talk to me!” Lola screeched as Kira wailed uncontrollably, without a word to her. “Luca.. he is.. he is deeaa..dd” Kira cried out and Lola let out a cry, falling to the ground in shock. “What.. do.. you.. mean..Luca is de .eaad?” Lola asked in disbelief, with shock evident in her eyes. Kira cried on, and soon Lola joined in, wailing loudly, as their echoes of sorrow filled the room.

Lyla said with tears streaming down her face and Derry wiped her tears going silent, unable to answer her question. "My baby is gone," Lyla repeated in a feeble voice and more tears streamed down her face. Derry's heart ached and his own eyes became tearer but he held back his tears and tried to console her. He stroked the top of her head gently to calm her, but Lyla kept crying. Her tears started choking her, making it uncomfortable for her to breathe. Next, she went silent and shut her eyes. The monitor started beeping and Derry became anxious.

Dylan clenched his fists. "Oh my Hades, what in the name of the Goddess is that, it can't be, that's sheer!" Neah didn't know when tears rolled down her cheeks. Please leave a review on this chapter dear readers 🥺

I take a deep breath, pushing my pain and exhaustion aside, walk back out to Silas, and place the water on the nightstand as I sit on the edge of the bed. “I’m sorry,” I say, sniffling as I fight back tears. Silas looks at me, his eyes widening in disbelief, “Are…are you crying?” “No,” I deny feebly, wiping my eyes on my arm. Silas yanks me down into his arms, holding me to his chest, “Why is my Dahlia crying?” he gently asks as he softly strokes my hair. “I was so scared I’d killed you,” I sob as I cling to him.