Romans & histoires Gohan Cry

broken. My heart feels as though it's trying to tear its way out of my ribs. "Oh, Rhain..." Another shudder tears through him. His whole body folds over itself, his forehead hitting the ground. His hands clutch fistfuls of earth. And then... He screams. The sound doesn't sound human. It rips out of him so powerfully that I flinch hard. It's raw. A sound born from centuries of grief finally finding somewhere to escape. "I'M SORRY!"

Agony tore through me like a blade, each word a searing wound that cut into my heart. "He's hurt!" The words echoed like a scream inside my skull, a relentless reminder of the pain that was unfolding before me. "B—Bonbon!" My cry was a raw, guttural sound, ripped from the depths of my soul as I witnessed my small friend's suffering. "Id—Idrish strong. Id—Idrish f—f—fight!" A single tear welled up in Bonbon's eye, a shimmering testament to his anguish. Pranaiahn tears were a rarity, carrying the weight of profound longing and sorrow. Their single eyes rarely shed tears, but when they did, those tears held emotions that were both beautiful and devastating.

Her face is red and blotchy and it’s clear that the kids were right – that she’s been sobbing for hours. I stand in the door, pity all over my face, not knowing what the hell to say. Luckily, as usual, Giana has words when I don’t. “Oh, fuck you, Iris,” she growls, raising a hand to her face and wiping angrily at her tears. “Don’t you dare pity me.”

"A-ah! K-katrina! Remove your hands on my hair! I-its hella hurts! M-mom!" "Are you going to tease me again?" "N-no!" I let go of his hair. He touched it as soon as I let go. He look at me teary-eyed but I just laugh. "You look Goku!" I even hold my belly cause of too much laugh. "A-ah! C-cant b-breath." I said as I felt that I'm out of breath. "Oh my god! Get a fan inside! My lady." I heard some running and panicking because of my situation.

The third time Charles cheated on me, I broke down, grabbed a knife, and pressed it to my chest. "If I die today, the Moon Goddess will punish you. This is what you get for cheating!" That was what frightened him. The blade was silver. If it so much as touched my skin, the wound would never heal. My mother rushed over to wrestle the knife away from me. "Zoe, no matter what happens, don't hurt yourself!" "Leave me alone and let me die. He's out there chasing other women, so I'll die right in front of him!" In the struggle, the knife went straight into my mother's chest. She clutched at it, and blood soaked red through her clothes. She was barely breathing, and still she held on to my shirt. "

“Please… open the goddamn door… “ The door creaked, followed by a peeking glance from the person inside, his eyes were red and there was still the trace of tears that streamed down in his cheeks. Yenn gave him a short look then he turned away avoiding his gaze. “Yenn?” Jiwoon widen his eyes, he didn’t expect him to be crying right now. “What? Are you gonna make fun of me again? Go on, I don’t care anymore.” He snorted at him. “No. Why are you crying?”

“What have I done?” Are those tears running down his face…? Aronohai Miyamura is crying? What in the world…? “W-What is wrong with you?…”.

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.

I called his name and stroked his back. He continued to cry, I couldn't help but become emotional too because I could feel Yohan's pain even though he hadn't told me why he was crying. I let Yohan release all the pain he was feeling while crying and holding me. After a few minutes, he stopped crying, and his embrace loosened slightly. Yohan was now dazed, staring into space as if he was deeply contemplating something. What happened to him? I touched his shoulder again, causing him to blink his eyes and look at me. When Yohan looked at me, I saw tears fall from his eyes again, but he didn't cry as intensely as before.

Oh God. The magnitude of what might have happened hits me all at once and I start crying. Loud, pitiful sobs into the crook of his neck. I cling to him tight, so he can’t go anywhere. I hurt him so much, he wanted to die. How could I do that? How? Gage’s steps grow uneven. “No. No crying. Please.” His animosity toward my tears only makes me cry louder.