Fighting Back The Tears Novels & Stories

How can I fight them with this condition of mine? "You have the most important role to play, kingdom but you are it weak! stand there and fight! "I gritted my teeth and violently wiped away my tears. For the last time, I stood up. I saw them rushing in my direction. I just closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I can't do it on my own. But someone is still shouting at me that I can still do something to win

The words come out and a single tear drops from my eye, rolling down my cheek. ##########

Delilah's voice broke as tears filled her eyes. Marcel stared at her. Then, unable to hold back any longer, he pulled her tightly into his arms. "I never wanted things to end up like this. I really didn't..." Tears streamed down his face. Clenching my teeth so hard they hurt, I fled as though I were the one who'd done something wrong. The wind roared in my ears, trying to drown everything out, but only I knew just how deafening the pain in my heart truly was. I kept running and running, until the emptiness in my stomach twisted into unbearable cramps under the weight of my emotions.

For the first time in years I didn’t reach for another mask to cover it. Hot, fast and humiliating tears came rushing down my cheeks. They tracked down the good side of my face and dripped onto the mask in my lap. I swiped at them with the back of my hand but more followed. My shoulders shook as a sound clawed its way out of my chest, it was not a growl, and not a snarl, just a low broken keening that rose and fell like something dying. I pressed the heels of my hands to my eye sockets and tried to force the tears back inside where they belonged. They wouldn’t stay.

All I new was that I needed to try and fight what was happening to me, but that was easier said then done, considering I had know I idea what I was dealing with. Cold pulled down on my eye lids, pulling them closed for only the briefest of seconds, as my eyes struggled to open again even slightly, the thing in front of me moved, bringing our eyes only mere centimeters away from each other. Pressure of something sharp stabbed the corner of my right eye, making me scream out in pain, as the cold grasp of what felt like a hand held me in place. I watched as my screams beckoned the shadows to move closer, each one calling them closer to my side as this thing sliced into me.

Removing her hand from my face, I leaned forward onto the bed with my elbows and held her hand against my lips, kissing each of her knuckles, one by one. "You scared the hell out of me, but I am so damn proud of you." My voice cracked, and I swallowed hard to chase away the tears that were threatening to fall. "You fought so hard for so long, but baby, I need you to keep fighting." My eyes drifted to the ceiling in an attempt to rid myself of the pools of tears. "I need you to come back to me. I need you to fight your way back to me." My nose burned and throat ached as I fought back every single tear that had built up inside me over the past fifty-four hours, but I was losing the battle.

The tears rolled freely now, but I didn’t wipe them away. For the first time, I didn’t even try to fight back.

I yelled at him, as I fought back the tears struggling to fall from my eyes. And then something happened.

I tried to push back the tears by blinking my eyes as my lips quivers. I closed my eyes for a second to refocus my emotions and remind myself that I shouldn't cry anymore. I opened my eyes with determined that I wouldn't let this occurrence to cause any impact on my life or my loved ones. I gently placed my hand on Mama's hand, which was gripping Nakul's knee, and attempted to persuade him in a soft tone,

My hand slams against the glass, my entire body shaking now. “Yeah… yeah, that’s it,” I whisper, tears spilling over uncontrollably. “That’s it, keep going—” They don’t hear me. But they don’t need to. Because they’re working. Fighting. Dragging him back from the jaws of death. My forehead presses against the glass, my breath uneven, my entire body trembling with something that feels too close to breaking. “Don’t do that again,” I choke out softly. “Don’t you ever do that again…”