I Cry Alone Novels & Stories

I didn’t know what was wrong, but all of a sudden, I started crying. Why am I torturing myself in this way? I made a pact with myself that I wouldn’t cry over someone who didn’t appreciate me, and I intend to keep that promise. Why am I crying at this moment? As I stroked my stomach, the realization that I was completely by myself rushed through my head. I was alone, and no one was there to assist me or look out for my well-being. I am currently ill, but no one is available to help me. I just have myself to rely on. I couldn’t stop the tears from streaming down my face. I didn’t give it much thought before pulling out my phone and calling Dante. I hid the caller ID. However, it came as a sur

I throw my head back and scream, pouring out all the anguish, all the pain, all the rage that has built up over years of rejection and torment. I scream until my throat is raw, until my voice gives out, until there's nothing left inside me but an echoing emptiness. And still, the tears come, hot and relentless, streaming down my face as I curl into myself on the cold, hard floor. In this moment, surrounded by the wreckage of my room and my heart, I've never felt more alone.

I retorted. “I am in you. Do you think I enjoy seeing you cry? I don’t. I want to see you smile. I want you to be happy. I want you to be proud of yourself and be happy with what you’re capable of doing. Right now, if you keep doing this, you’ll break.” “I want to be alone!” I yelled, the silence overcoming me as I closed my eyes and let the sorrows begin. Hours turned into an eternity as I surrendered to my grief, feeling the waves of heartbreak crash over me relentlessly. In the solitude of my tears, I allowed myself to mourn the loss of love, the shattered promises, and the future that would never come to fruition. At least I deserved that.

I cried out quietly, my lips trembling and heavy like it had been frozen to ice already. “Oh my God, oh my God” I sucked on my lips, hoping to keep them warm as I thoroughly covered by body. But that wasn’t working either. It only made me sob pathetically like a child. I was so alone and scared. I didn’t even know what was happening to me and the fact Hudson wasn’t here to be with me only made it worse. And I cried out my heart. My tears flowing down my cheeks as I cried silently on my bed, cold to the bones and all alone. What wrong have I done to deserve this?

So Liam can come rushing in like some hero from a book I’ll never be part of. But I don’t take the bait. I step around her and walk back to my room, my spine straight even though everything inside me feels like it’s crumbling. Once inside, I close the door behind me, leaning against it. And then… I slide down. To the floor. Tears escape before I can stop them. Quiet, raw sobs that rise from somewhere deep. Somewhere hollow. God, how much longer can I live like this? I’ve always been alone. No mother. No father. No family photos. No birthday candles. No one who’s ever said they were proud of me.

I'm crying like a child in the washrooms. I've locked myself up and I'm sitting on the damn floor and I don't care. I want the fucking ground to open up and swallow me. Nothing would make me happier. I hear someone banging loudly on the door. It's Zara. "Baby Girl! Open up! Please open up! You have to tell me what's going on!" "Zara, I want to be left alone," I cry even louder. "Just talk to me!"

' "I went down to talk to him. His office door wasn't shut and he was talking to someone. I heard him say that with my own ears! So please, I know you don't like me, no one does! And that's okay, I'm fine with it! No one has ever loved me, not even my own fucking family! So please, leave me alone! Stop trying to hurt me and make it worse! I have feelings too, and if I had the guts, I would kill myself, but I don't! So please, leave me alone!" I said with tears streaming down my face. I wasn't expecting Colton to cry.

He turned off the ignition and laid back on the seat's back rest. "I'm sorry Andre. It was a fricking accident. You know it was a fricking accident. I wish you were alive and here with me. I miss you and I just want you to know that I regret your death every single moment" He sobbed hard, tears flowing freely from his eyes. "I wish you would let go, Andre, stop haunting me. Please buddy. Please......I'm getting frustrated. I am going insane. Please........Andre" he sobbed harder.

Naked, blindfolded, humiliated, and the worst, Alone.

I said between sobs, with my hands covering my face. A burning pain in my chest echoed deeply into my whole body. “I’m sorry” The tiny footsteps caught my attention. I slowly lifted up my head up. “Why are you crying?” I rapidly wiped away my tears. “I’m not crying” I lied, slowly pushing the blanket off my legs revealing my decorations, decoration of love, that what he could say. Steadily I reached for the messy floor, which was covered with empty bottle of beers and unwashed clothes. I held on the small old wooden drawer beside me which was covered with cigarette ashes and cocaine.