Icarly Cry Novels & Stories

She looked down at herself, at the brown water pooling around her feet, and her bottom lip started to tremble. Then she started crying. Not quiet, pretty tears. Loud, ugly sobs that echoed off the bathroom walls. She covered her face with her hands, shoulders shaking as she cried harder and harder. “Please stop,” she sobbed. “Please… I’m sorry… I’m so sorry…” I kept recording. Bianca laughed. Ashley took out her own phone and started recording too. Rebecca just stood there, smirking like she was proud of herself. “Look at her,” Bianca said loudly, making sure the video caught it. “Crying like a baby because she finally got what she deserved.”

Realizing what I just did, I immediately let go and covered my own face, stomping my foot hard. "Ugh! That wasn’t funny!" I cried out angrily, tears springing to my eyes. He made me look like a fool! He stopped laughing and looked at me, his expression softening. That just made me cry even more because it reminded me of Calvin. I stood up, about to leave, but he grabbed my right hand. I cried harder. I pulled my hand away without looking back at him. I ran straight to my room, jumped onto my bed, and cried my heart out, mourning my longing for Calvin.

“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.

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.

He always turns something innocent into something pathetic just to make me feel worthless. “I hope she cries tomorrow. Honestly, I need something to upload on my YouTube channel, and nothing’s as catchy as an eighteen-year-old crying on her first day of college. The caption will be something like—” Caden puts his hands under his chin, pretending to think. “Déjà vu for Mad. She started her education as a crybaby and is wrapping it up with the same attitude, only it has worsened. For now, she’s turned into a pseudobulbar.” He grins.

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.

“I will forever remember you. I will forever love you.” My chest felt so heavy that I found a single tear rolled down my cheeks and hastily wiped it when I realized I was already crying. “Miss Winter… your tears broke me apart.” Laughing, I said, "Dammit. Why am I acting like a crybaby? I cannot face Cali's parents with bloodshot eyes. Damn, this waterworks." Hawk chuckled.

It was then that I let out the tears that I was holding “That’s it let it out baby, just let it out” When I was sure that there were no longer tears in my eyes, I cleaned them with the back of my hands. “This is so stupid” I said “I promised myself that I wouldn’t cry” Kevin glared at me. “Don’t you dare do that to yourself? You are a real person Ayla you are allowed to cry sometimes” “But I just feel so fucking stupid” I said with more of these annoying tears escaping my eyes. “And that is ok hell I feel fucking stupid most of the time… we are all fucking stupid people who make stupid decisions everyday”

They were crying, hugging each other, and seemed very saddened by the bad news they had just gotten. Cailynn cried loudly, and her shoulders shook from the crying. Axel took a short breath and then returned Cailynn's hug with both hands. No, Axel didn't cry. He didn't cry when his daddy cried in his arms, and he didn't cry when he heard Cailynn cry. Of course, Axel didn't cry. He's 16 years old, and guys his age shouldn't cry even if they have to face something very sad. Well, there were no exceptions. In his dictionary, no grown man should cry. And, of course, Axel wouldn't cry...

Lucian stayed silent, listening. I reached out and brushed a stray lock of hair from his forehead, then playfully pinched his nose. "When it gets too much-when I'm so mad at fate and life and my parents-I watch a stupid movie, eat salty popcorn with juice, and cry about completely ridiculous things on screen. It helps." Lucian hid his face in his hands. "I'm a man. I can't cry," he mumbled, voice muffled. I smiled through the ache in my chest and gently took his face in both my hands, thumbs wiping the fresh tears from under his eyes.