Icarly Cry Novels & Stories

“Don’t hold it in. You’re going to choke on it.” I shook my head fast. “I’m fine.” “You’re not, i have always said it’s okay to cry “ I looked away, i didn’t want him to see the tears already forming. He didn’t say anything else and i couldn’t hold it anymore . The tears rushed before I could stop them. I covered my face with my hands and choked on the first sob. Damon moved closer and pulled me into him. I didn’t fight it. I cried into his shirt. It was that hard , messy , ugly ,kind of cry that comes from somewhere deep you forgot was there.

" Now she sounded like she was about to cry "Don't have any other best friend okay" she just cries over the phone, which makes me break down too we were both crying like babies over the phone and my mom began to cry, Johnny's mum too then Johnny Caleb sobs a little "dude are you for real?" Luther said with an unbelievable expression "Sorry" he sobs "I just have a little something in my eye, I think I need some fresh air" he rushes outside

Normally I would’ve complained, but tonight I was grateful for the noise, the distraction. Halfway through, Max nudged my shoulder. “You’re allowed to be sad, you know. Just don't give up inside.” “I know,” I whispered. “I just don't know how to not drown in it.” “You have to deal with it,” he said gently. “Or I will.. I won’t let you drown Ivy.” That did it. My eyes burned, and before I could stop myself, the tears came. Quiet at first. Then harder. I set the ice cream down and buried my face in my hands.

I replied. “You didn’t sound like a lady when you cried,” “What was I supposed to sound like? It’s not like I could control the way I sound when I cried,” “I actually thought it was an elephant trying to give birth until I realized it was you,” “You’re mean, Lucas Anderson,” “You’re a crybaby, Pearl Augustus. Your cries almost deafened me, geez, tell me when next you want to cry so I can disappear from the town. I’m sure the whole school shook when you cried. You’re such a fucking mystery,”

Confusion laced all over my mind as I walked up to her. " are you crying? " I asked her and she nodded her head to say no. I frowned as I picked her face up with my hands to stare into her hazel eyes. It was red and filled with tears. " why are you crying Cheryl? " I asked as I closed the gap between us before hugging her tight against my chest. Her sobs filled my hoodie as she placed her hands over my neck, I could hear her voice cracking. " its..its him " she stated and looked at me deeply, her lips quavering as the tears kept falling from her eyes. " he's back Adam, " she said breaking down. There is only one thing that can make Cheryl cry. Its not possible, unless...

“At least it’s not ugly…” She said as she stared at it. She sighed and got into her car and started it up before she began the drive back towards the dragons. She turned on Cry Pretty by Carrie Underwood and sang it “I'm sorry, but I'm just a girl…Not usually the kind to show my heart to the world…I'm pretty good at keepin' it together…I hold my composure, for worse or for better….So I apologize, if you don't like what you see….But sometimes my emotions get the best of me…And fallin' apart is as human as it gets…You can't hide it…You can't fight…what the truth is…You can pretty lie…And say it's okay…You can pretty smile…And just walk away…Pretty much fake your way through anything…But, you c

but why am I even crying? Why am I sad. I Can’t understand myself. I’m crying cause I leave. I want to go back but I can’t just let them talk to me when he have family. When he have Granddaughter.

shove of ice cream “Now I’m crying on the couch in my re…. tire… ment… of dignity… ” Another bite. “I’m fine,” I announce to absolutely no one. I look down at myself, still dirty, my hair is a disaster, tear tracks crusted on my cheeks, and nod solemnly. “Gabriel Montclair really got the full package. I bet he’s crying in his Lamborghini right now.” I eat another spoonful, then mutter, “Actually, no. He’s probably at the gym. Punching a wall. Or Kate.” That makes me laugh, just a little. A soggy, pathetic laugh.

Elon returned the smile, and it was the kind of smile he’d wear whenever he’s happy and excited. I swallowed hard. With a heavy heart, I turned around to leave the room. I lost my control and burst into tears there. My legs, that I had been forcing to work properly start to turn jelly. My breaths were getting ragged and I wasn’t sure I could make it until the parking lot. I couldn’t contain it. Even if I tried to cover my mouth so my cries wouldn’t be heard, I sobbed and willingly let my tears stream down my face. It was too much for me.