Jojo Crying Novels & Stories

"Be there in 40 minutes, honey." "Well.. that's easy." Cailey commented. "Let's cry together." Joan said as she raised her beer. I raised mine and Cailey raised hers. "Love sucks!" Joan shouted and I laughed.

I am a beautiful girl so who wouldn't like a girl like a me I quickly brought out my phone and start looking at the latest trend, just then I went to Wechat , there are so many messages in the group I was.. 256 messages?? "What are they all talking about?? I thought then I start checking the messages ... So C.J is a gay .. .. Even if he is a gay, that doesn't stop him from being my idol .. .. C. J is a gay oh em gee .. .. No wonder he is never seen with any girl ..

I say as I keep punching the bag I punch for a few before I stopped, looks like the bag's about to break off Walking over to take a sit and drink some water I feel moisture on my chest and that's when I know I've been crying "I really miss you so so much, daddy" I open up a bottle of water and surprisingly gulped down the whole thing... I didn't know I was that thirsty

Dakota wraps her arms around my leg as she cries. “Please don’t go with the bad man Mommy. Please stay here with me and Daddy.” Tears run down my face as I reach down and rub my hand over her head. I look at Jordan, and his eyes are filled with tears. “I have to sweetheart. Stay here with Daddy. I love you.” My voice cracks as we all three cry. Dakota runs to Jordan. “Please don’t let the bad guy take Mommy. Please, Daddy.” Jordan picks her up and whispers to her. She nods, he puts her down, and she runs out of the room.

Bright and early the next day, I showed up at the office as usual. I ignored the whispers and stares, and made a beeline for my desk to start clearing it out. That was when Lily waltzed over, oozing fake sympathy. "Janice, can't you take a joke? "Come on, it was just a little toilet cleaning. Why'd you have to go and tell Mr. Hoffman you're quitting? No need to blow things out of proportion. "Look, I'll even dip into my own wallet and toss you a little extra cash to make up for it.

I was not going to let her keep up this act in front of me. Tara quickly composed herself, eyes filling with tears, voice trembling. "I made one little joke, and she hit me." "What? She hit you?" Holly came charging across the room, jabbing a finger at me. "How could you hit Tara? Who do you think you are?" Tara put on a pitiful expression. "Connor Pierce is the campus heartthrob. Why would a guy like that fall for someone like you, ordinary as you are? I was helping you. Testing whether he really loves you."

Jack's Pov I walk out of my room with han to meet Janes who was waiting for me in the living room trembling. She quickly came to me when she saw me. " Jack it's my dad ... He was..." Her shaky voice dissolved into a sob suddenly. I stare at her for a while before pulling her to me. I know if Jill saw me cuddling Janes she will be jealous but i know she can't because she's still too weak to walk around. " Calm down and tell me exactly what happened " i said to Janes pulling away. This time she has got herself under control.

"Ismael Kiplimo!" He witnessed a shocked frightened look in her eyes. A shock of realization. Tears welled up in her eyes. It was obvious she was going to cry. She shrank down the couch and lowered her eyes covering them with a leso and broke into tears. She shamelessly cried like a little kid. Mary crossed over to comfort her. "Don't cry sis. It is alright."

Jo lays down on my other side, and I lace my fingers with hers. “I miss getting fucked.” Jo utters out loud after a while. We all break out into fits of laughter on the bed. Aimee and I decided to tell the boys on the weekend, and of course, we had to have our JoJo there with us for the moment. We stood in the kitchen whispering to one another while the boys were playing UFC on the PlayStation in the living room.

Jojo: I didn't know when I screamed at the top of my voice. I threw my hands in the air and I shouted so loud that the hotel security had to step in to see if something was wrong. Tears burned the back of my eyes and scorched my eyelids. But they were not tears of pain, they were tears of overflowing joy.