Guts Crying Novels & Stories

Violently. My entire body seizes with the force of it. My throat burns. My eyes sting. My stomach clenches and twists like it's trying to expel a demon. It's loud, messy, and mortifying. I also think I might be crying, but it all blends together in a blur of misery. "Oh, fuck," Mason groans from somewhere across the room. I hear the bathroom door crash open like he's sprinting for cover. Solidarity puking? Maybe. Or he just needed to flee the scene of horror.

I giggled, and the next thing that happened shocked me more. Tears cascaded down his cheeks like a stormy rainfall. With each sob that escaped his lips, the weight of his anguish filled the room, suffusing the air with a palpable sense of grief. The sound of his cries echoed through the empty spaces, a haunting melody of pain and loss that reverberated in the silence. In that moment, he was not just shedding tears; he was releasing a torrent of emotions long held captive, letting the raw vulnerability of his tears speak the words his voice could not utter.

She’s in a fetal position, hugging a pillow, her body shaking as sobs rack through it. I’ve taken a lot of punches in my life, been shot, had someone stab me in the spleen, and been left for dead. But nothing is as gut-wrenching as seeing her crying because I’m not able to give her something that she obviously needs. I close my eyes and curse myself as I realize I’m about to rip my heart out. “I can’t bear to hear you cry, but hearing you cry because of me feels like I’m dying.”

“You're joking. This is some kind of sick prank….* “Oh really?” Richard snarled. “tell me, that pain you're feeling deep in your gut, does it feel like a sick prank? Are you currently laughing while your intestines are being eaten up and shriveling by the second.” Kieran parted his lips to speak, but he never got the chance to get any words out because a loud groan interrupted whatever he was about to say. My heart dropped as he fell to the ground with a deep gutteral cry. It echoed all around me, and the louder he yelled,the more my heart was being broken into a million pieces

Feeling tears rapidly gather in my eyes and spill all over my cheeks I finally let myself fall, rather dully collapsing on my knees, but not before letting out an equally frustrated and sorrowful cry. “Fuuuck!”

"I drank a lot of alcohol but I couldn't vomit, the waiter said to use this to scratch my neck throat, I will vomit, but I tried for a long time, vomited until tears came out, but I still can't vomit anything." Grainne said with tears in her eyes, in exchange for the smile of Ha Ha. Carwyn, this action made her immediately a little embarrassed and upset.

System paused and sniff then continued on, saying in a nasal voice because of crying hard, “Aren’t you afraid that you be separated from me, and you will be assigned to that substitute system with no experience at all?! as Gabriel system said this, system 'Eye' crying become more intense. Gabriele thin purse lips twitches at the itchiness he was feeling in his palm, the palm that in which was completely dry and smooth so clean, visibly sweat because of the tears that fall down from system 'Eye' big eyes. Gabriele lowered his eyes, he opened his palm slightly, lifting it up a little bit so his gaze could look at that tears.

🦋 NIKITA 🦋 Crying became an anthem and fear became a close friend, I still sat in one corner, fighting a battle between my mental health and physical health. A memory of Reyna being killed by Benita flashed through my mind again, and I buried my head deeper between my laps, trembling. I felt as if I was hit by a tidal wave, my emotions crashing down on me like an unrelenting storm. Tears streamed down my face, hot and bitter, as I wept uncontrollably.

The cries of their anguish were excruciating. A sudden chill ran down Dirk's spine as he stared wide-eyed at the Lycgers, who were crying loudly, trying to alleviate their pain. But they were powerless against it. They cried even louder, clutching their sides and begging for it to end. Tears streamed down their faces, and their bodies shook as every muscle seemed to be torn apart. But the torment wasn't over. Dirk's knees buckled from the overwhelming horror. He felt sickened witnessing their distress, backing away in horror as his legs gave way under him. He could only watch the scene unfolding before him.

Have you ever cried so hard that your body shook, your throat hurt and your teeth made a cluttering sound when you attempted to talk? Attempted to explain why you were crying but you just cried even more because the words refuse to come out? Have you ever cried so hard that your body physically hurt?