Geto Crying Novels & Stories

I told her with a sad smile while trying to wipe my eyes as I wouldn't want her asking me questions that I couldn't answer even though I might want to. “ It's okay. Cry it out! You've been through a lot! Cry it out” Gia's words serve as the fuel to my tears, they keep spilling down my face and are now full-blown sobs. I sobbed uncontrollably while squatting on the floor, my hands covering my face while Gia closed the door and stood with her back to it watching me with a few tears in her eyes. It was after some time that I could finally relax. My sobbed was now a sniffle, Gia moved closer to me and wrap her hands around me patting my head gently.

I crawled towards her keeping my tone low. "Gigi" I murmered, her eye snapped to mine. I reaced out my hand and she looked at it as she slowly began to lessen the scream before her mouth snapped closed. Tears began to spill down her beautiful cheeks, as the terrified scream gave way to sobs. The sobs were different the fear had melted the sobs were sadness, grief and desperation.

" I went back and saw Gideon staring into space. He looks up when I stand in front of him and I hand him the 3 pregnancy test. He slowly grabs it with his shaky hands and stares at it for a minute. Suddenly a tear fell to the test he is holding. Gideon is crying. I lift his head and his tears are continuosly falling from his eyes. Oh my Gideon. I hug him and his face is buried to my stomach. He slowly wrap his arms around my waist. I can hear him sniffling. Seeing Gideon so emotional makes me cry too. I can hear him murmuring something but I can't understand since his face is still burried on my stomach. "What did you say Gideon?" He slowly look up and his face is slightly red from crying.

She heard footsteps but she didn't bother to know who it belonged to. "Sweetie, why are you crying?". The familiar British accent made her look up to see the warm green eyes. Agatha and Enzo were standing beside her. "Auntie", she sniffled. Enzo crouched down to her height, "What's wrong baby?". The question seemed to be the fuse to the fire that made her burst out crying. Inaudible noises left her mouth as she cried into her tiny hands. Enzo's eyes widened as he carried her up and stood on his feet.

She has been silently crying for twenty minutes now. Lola held the pillow and sobbed, biting the pillow and trembling. Her eyelashes were clumped together from the wetness, and her light golden hair stood on end. Her expression looked a lot like the popular "crying cat" meme on the internet, but her posture was more like a helpless golden retriever hugging a peanut.

She barely made it into the restroom, glad that it was a single restroom because she burst out crying as soon as she closed the door behind her. Waves of painfully anguished sobs came again and again: Everything she was forced to hold in when her grandmother and mother begged her to calm down. The entire trip down when she refused to add to Felix's grief by letting out her own incredible fear that Gio could be seriously injured. Then the slap in the face that Gio didn't want to see her. It all came out now as she curled up in the corner of the cold little room and cried until she thought she couldn't cry anymore.

After Gio had willingly sacrificed his freedom for those of Mercedes, Gabi, and Ruby, to say that Mercedes was grieving for him was a massive understatement. She hadn't stopped crying for the past three days; not even for a minute. She'd wept to a point where there were no more tears to cry, and all she was doing was whimpering; she'd cried her eyes out, nearly literally. She'd rejected food, no matter how light or heavy, and she had sat in a corner of Ruby's house, unmoved. Whatever food was brought to her would remain untouched until Ruby or Gabi would have to come and take it away before insects surrounded it.

He stared at me and asked, "Are you crying?" "No," I say, far too quick. "You are, Cara, you are crying; is it the training?" He asked, trying to look calm, but I could see the storm raging in his eyes. I could see that he might never let me train again. "No, of course not; it has nothing to do with that; Teo was unnecessarily gentle with me." He calmed down. "Then why are you crying?" I stayed silent for a few seconds. "I am just never good enough."

I said. "Calvin won't stop crying. He's looking for Mom. " He said. My tears fell again. My poor brothers. They're so young to experience this tragedy. We're all not prepared. "Hug him until he fell asleep. I'm so sorry, I'm not with you now." I cried. "Carlo wants to talk to you." Calen said. "H-hello Ate?" I heard Carlo's voice. "Hi baby. Listen to Kuya Calen okay? Wait for Ate." I said.

Every part of me shook, and the tears… God, the tears. They filled my eyes and spilled over before I could do anything. Before I could fight against the drop, they fell down my cheeks. “Fuck, Gina,” he rasped. His voice was hoarse and raw, holding the pain I felt. He brushed his thumbs across my cheeks. “Don’t go, baby. Don’t go.”