Laughing Outside Crying Inside Novels & Stories

At last, he broke the silence and called me in a helpless voice. “Please… look at me. Look at me in the eyes.” But as soon as I raised my head and looked at him, my tears uncontrollably fell from my eyes, blurring my vision. “Crystal… please stop crying.” “But… I can’t help it. Your letter was really… really, cringe.” He was frozen from a moment before he burst into laughter. I also laughed, not knowing whether I am crying from emotions or crying from laughing. “Was it really that cringy?”

And one by one, they escape quietly, just like the tears that have been stuck in my eyes. This intense emotion is overwhelming me... it’s like a wave of fear and joy that I can’t even put into words. I don’t know how I can cry and smile at the same time, but yet, my face is wet from my watery eyes, and there’s a silly smile on my lips, a laugh that breaks out, and I don’t know if it’s because I’m happy or nervous, and maybe it’s both. I don’t know how to react. Is there even a right way to respond to this?

Pins prickled all over my body, my eyes were stinging but I refused to focus on any of that. A cry rolled out of my parted lips when red, hot pain shot through my arm. I gasped through the blinding pain. It was too much, someone was tearing me apart. I wanted to laugh. Which pain was greater? The physical one or the one I was crumbling from in the inside. Maniac laughter surrounded me as I struggled to live through the pain, an evil voice reached me through the tough barrier of sufferings; “Surprise!” ***

Just silence so loud it makes my ears ring. That blood sucker played me well. Clean. Neat. No hesitation. He took my Jayden. Then he took my wolf. I let out a laugh that sounds wrong even to my own ears. It breaks halfway through and turns into something sharp and ugly. Tears spill before I can stop them, hot and relentless, blurring my vision until the room looks like it is drowning with me. I clutch my chest like that will somehow drag my wolf back from wherever it disappeared to. My shoulders shake. My throat burns. I laugh and cry at the same time because if I stop laughing, I might scream, and if I scream, I might not stop.

She gasped, then fought the laugh that bubbled up her throat, her lips clamped shut in a futile attempt at composure. It was hopeless. Her laughter burst free, brightly transforming her face within moments. "Stop…stop!" she cried between peals of laughter as he tickled her without mercy. "I might choke. Stop, please; I will choke from laughter!" He laughed too, utterly absorbed in the sound of her joy. By the time the figure outside withdrew, a sudden chill crawled down Joya's spine. Her laughter faltered. Her head anchored toward the doorway, breath hitching as her eyes locked onto the open space beyond the room.

I would have just kept my goddamn mouth shut. “Hey baby, look at me. I'm sorry.” I didn't know what else to say or do, and my thoughts were conflicted at that moment. She suddenly burst into laughter, and I stood there looking at her, stupefied. How does one go from crying to laughing in a blink of an eye? “Who would have thought?” she laughed as she wiped the tears from her eyes, “Who would have thought the big bad Mafia boss has a sweet side to him?”

This didn’t gave them right to lie to me. I wanted to cry, for myself, for my brother, for my mother. But no tear dared to escape my eyes. I guess even my tears are angry on me for some reason trying to defy me in order to punish me. I laugh wickedly. That’s what people do right? When we can’t cry at ourselves, laugh at ourselves. “hi!”, a very familiar voice chimes against my ear. If I was in my right state of mind I would have flinched in fear and kicked his ass for making me so but I kept my posture as still as the statue.

I screamed inside “Ha ha ha now, that is funny, that is hilarious right there" He said laughing so loud, I looked around, why is he laughing? I thought to myself “I'm sorry, would you excuse me, because he is kind of the jealous type" I said to him continuing my play and hoping he would just fucking but it and leave me the heck alone. Mia seriously! I screamed inside flinching my fist “Oh, you want me to leave?" He asked oh I guess someone finally grew a brain!, took you this long to realize that I thought inside

I declared, my voice trembling with passion. His face lit up with overwhelming joy. And then, he couldn’t hold back his tears. In the next moment, we were both crying—crying but laughing at the same time. We were like fools, unsure whether to sob or laugh from the sheer happiness overtaking us. My God. I love this man so much. He’s the man who’s made me cry countless times, but he’s also the one who makes me laugh wholeheartedly—who brings boundless joy to my soul.