Jotaro Cries Novels & Stories

Kirito places one hand on the back of my head and the other around my waist pulling me into a hug as he chuckles. "You dummy...It's also ok to cry when your in pain and ask for help when you need it!" Stunned by a crack in his voice and something wet hitting my neck It was like a rush of pain hit me and I place my arms around him to hug him back while trying to endure it. (He wants me to know I can rely on him too. To cry on his shoulder if I need it. It's the sweetest thing I've ever heard, but then why...am I feeling pain...)

CARL Jade burst into tears the moment I finished speaking. The loud, choking sobs tore out of her throat and filled the quiet rooftop patio. Her shoulders shook violently as she covered her face with both hands. Tears streamed down her cheeks and soaked into the collar of her clothes and her whole body trembled with the force of the pain I had just dropped on her. I stood there frozen, watching her break down right in front of me. Seeing Jade cry so much made something inside my chest crack open.

The one that makes me feel dizzy and intoxicated. "I told you, you're going to like it" "I hate to admit that you're right" Javier chuckles. "I'm right anyway" He holds my hand in his, his long finger drawing an imaginary pattern on the back of my hand. "Bel..." I look up at his face. His eyes fill with tears and worry. Arching my brow, I fly my head up, cradling his cheeks in my hand. "Javier, are you okay?" Javier nods slowly, inhaling sharply... His Adam's apple bobbling up and down his throat as though he's holding his outburst of cry.

I then used my power to untie me. "D-Dont move." Jevro commanded me using his soft voice. I didn't make a move. I just watched him gently touching my chest, down to my stomach. He then gulped and gently lowered his head to nuzzle in my chest. "Thank God, there's no scar." He whispered. Jevro is still shaking and I just stayed quiet. Not until I felt something wet on my chest. I then saw his shoulders moved. He's crying? "Are you crying?" I asked.

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.

I looked at him, and he didn't look good. “Largo…” I gripped his hand tightly. Convincing him, especially myself, that he will be fine. “Largo, my Love, you'll be okay. I promise… I promise…” I couldn't control my tears. "Don't cry..." Largo tried to wipe my cheeks which were wet with tears. Instead of stopping crying. My tears flowed even harder. “Don't worry, my Love. I won't die that easy…” Largo grinned weakly and I laughed through my tears. But suddenly, I became even more panicked when he coughed.

Tears started running down on my face without me noticing it. “I-I’m so sorry Lucifer.. It’s my *sob* fault.. Maybe if *sob* I only stopped *sob* chasing you *sob* maybe you won’t fracture your leg.. *sob* I’m really really sorry Lucifer…” I began crying like a child in front of Lucifer. “TCH Could you just stop crying like a fucking child there? You’re crying when I’m the one who got injured because of you.” He said, irritated by me.

But before he could even move, Krist grabbed his hands and pulled them so that he was forced to face him. His usual bright green eyes were red with tear stained cheeks. “Why have you been crying?” Krist asked in the softest tone he could manage. Guild washed over him when he realized that he exposed him when he was clearly trying to hide it. “It’s nothing serious, don’t worry about me.” He answered while rubbing his eyes and wiping his cheeks. “No one just cries without a reason. What’s wrong?” Krist was beginning to really worry about Singto.

“Please... Hold on just for a while, my little king.” “It hurts, Mario...” I whispered, this time unable to hold back the pain from bleeding into my words as I saw his face and recognised him through the dark haze. He cried, silent tears trailed down his cheeks and I hated to see him crying. I lifted my hand even though it was a task to do so with the pain and wiped his tears. “Don’t cry, Mario.” I murmured.

I didn’t exactly expect him to be welcoming or thrilled by the idea but I didn’t think he’d be this against it. A moment later my bottom lip begins to tremble followed by a tear that rolls down my cheek catching on my lip I swipe at it but not before I taste bitter salt. Sniffling, I chase it down with a sip of grape juice coughing into my glass as my throat tightens. ”Jesus Christ” he groans as another tear drops and I’m full-on crying. I hear his chair scrape the tiles before Niko comes around and helps me from my chair, “I didn’t mean to make you cry”