Invincible Crying Novels & Stories

today I was humiliated by a little girl for being a bad mother, but no one knows the mother in me was dead while watching a dead figure who'll answer to my grievance no one literally no one can feel it, no one can know the pain in my heart because only I know the wound of past which is burning me every day, whenever I heard his crying I wanted to run near him and hold him in my arms but I pushed him away its because of you but who knows all these things other than you and me" she is sitting on ground and crying painfully while holding her head which can make even a stone to shed tears okay guys what do you think about that past Victoria Royece hiding from everyone???

Venom asked Despite her level of despair, she let out a tiny smile even as the tears trickled down her face. She tried to wipe the tears on her face and his eyes narrowed into slits at the bruises on her wrist. " Who did this to you? " Olivia was taken aback by the chill in his eyes. " Please.. don't ask me any questions, just hold me" He couldn't refuse her, not when she was looking like a complete wreck, he spread out his arms and she buried herself in his chest, he had always hated tears but she was an exception. " Pampered heiress, you know we could make money if we registered you in a crying competition"

She was crying uncontrollably, It was becoming difficult to keep breathing due to having hiccup one after another. Roman turned her towards him and told her not before hugging, "Shush... It's okay. Stop crying, in fact, you should be happy that you again have your friend back. Just shush... stop crying." Jen was quiet, looking down. She pulled her tears back and said looking in Vic's eyes, "I'm sorry and I will be happy if you leave after attending the ceremony," saying, she turned to leave but Vic pulled her back with force and slapped harshly on her face.

Eva blinks her tears as she clutches at my shirt. "Stop crying, please. Vin loves you a lot and when you cry this much, you hurt him too. Do you know that? " I whisper kissing her tears away. She is making me weak when she's like this. She causes tears to leave my eyes. This is so much harder than I thought. "Then I won't cry anymore. I don't want to hurt my Vin" She slurs closing her eyes and I know she will black out anytime from now. She is everything to me.

I cried as I laid a white lily on his casket. I cried as Lola held my hand and asked why I was crying. I cried through Vince’s heart-wrenching speech. I cried while I struggled to say mine. I cried through the prayers. I cried until there was nothing left inside me but raw, shattering pain. My Luca was gone. Forever. How could I live with this? And Vince—he tried to be strong. He tried to hold my hand, hold me up, keep me from collapsing. But he was a mess too. His eyes never stopped watering; he cried silently. His voice cracked every time he tried to speak.

MY BUTTERFLY ****************** CALEB’S POV ****************** My heart is heavy and burdened as I watch the woman who has come to mean everything to me wither away before my eyes. I see her pains and how she tries so hard to hide them with a smile. Sometimes I want to break down and cry but for her, I try to be strong. However when she is not watching I go to a private place and cry. They say strong men do not cry but for Angela’s sake I agree to be a weakling for her sake I agree that I am not man enough.

He was literally venting his frustration on my innocent lips. After hitting his chest a couple of times, and attempting to push him away with so much force, he moved back. I gasped for air, tears hanging in my eyes. "Ivan!" I cried. He just smiled weakly, his fingers brushing through my lips. "Sorry," he said. He leaned close, and unexpectedly, he fell into me. He hugged me, his head leaning on my shoulder. Shocked to hear him sob, I widened my eyes. What? Was he crying? "This life's a shit. A total shit."

she implored and was getting even more miserable since the one she is begging not to leave, left already. She stayed there on the floor, witnessing the sun rises for a new tomorrow. Her tears never left her until the morning comes and her voice started to dry out. She cannot cry anymore after hours of outbursts. Those times she lent for herself to release are enough and it's now time to face the world outside, to face the person who caused her destruction.

Happiness and stability. Instead, I got Roy. And pain. And hate. And abuse. I don’t cry for long, but I cry hard. It’s to the point that there’s this huge wet spot on the front of Ivan’s shirt. “Fuck, I’m sorry – “ I begin, but he stops me by cupping my face so that I have to look at him.

Used. I dropped the card beside me and buried my face in my hands, crying. This was the first time since the whole fucked up incident I cried. I wanted to stay strong. God, I did. But this invitation card was like the last straw pulled. My body shook as I sobbed into my hands with a deep pain in my chest.