Levi Cries Novels & Stories

The question slips from my lips, heavy with dread. “I don’t know,” Levi replies, his voice trembling. “They said it was a violent hemorrhage. You lost a lot of blood. I… I thought I would lose you.” Tears cascade down his cheeks, each drop a testament to the emotional toll this ordeal has taken on him. He looks like a man on the brink of collapse, frayed at the edges, yet somehow still holding on. I reach up, my fingers brushing against his cheek, softly wiping away the tears that fall like silent tributes to his pain. “Don’t cry, sweetie. I’m right here,” I whisper, hoping to anchor him in this moment of despair.

So I just say, “I’ll take a shower. Then have a snack, thank you.” I wait, shifting from one foot to the other. “Can I get a hug?” I ask, quieter than I meant to, as a second thought. Levi doesn’t waste a second. He steps forward and pulls me in, arms wrapping around my back like it’s the easiest thing in the world. It’s supposed to be just a moment. A quick squeeze, a reset. But something in me buckles. I clutch his shirt tighter and bury my face in his shoulder. Before I can stop it, it’s happening. A few tears slip out. I try to hold it in, but it’s not stopping. Just silent, stubborn tears that won’t stop.

The floodgates of grief opened, and he wept, his sorrow echoing through the room. I offered whispered words of comfort, my voice breaking as tears mingled with my words. "I'm so sorry, Levi. I can't begin to fathom the depth of your pain. But know that you're not alone. I'm here for you, always." Levi took a shaky breath, his voice barely a whisper as he found the strength to speak. "You know the saddest part about this?" he asked, his eyes searching mine for understanding, longing for a response before he continued.

"Please don't cry." "Levi, those are crocodile tears," Evan deadpanned. Levi didn't even hear him. "You gave birth two weeks ago," Levi said, voice soft and frantic. "I'm sorry I was overthinking. You're the strongest person I know. I just— I can't stand the thought of losing you." "So you're saying I can't go?" I sniffled. "Yes you can go! You can come, you can lead, you can kill anyone you want! Just please don't cry," Levi begged.

I knew that feeling. My hands wouldn't stop shaking. Hadn't stopped since we'd gotten back, since I'd had to stand there while Maya screamed and Robin's face went gray and Levi just—broke. Right there in the driveway, watching his father process that they'd taken Evelyn too. I'd never seen Levi break before. Didn't know he could. "Hey." I reached over, turned his face toward me. His skin was warm under my fingers, rough with stubble he hadn't bothered to shave. "Look at me."

I deadpanned, placing the cotton balls soaked with alcohol on his face. I'm talking about the bruises he got. He flinched and gripped the hem of my shirt. "That's why I'm paying it a million times, I'm going to apologize to you, Sulli, until you accept my apology." I bit my lip to not say anything. There's a possibility that I would cry when I talk to him. It was just not before, and everything has changed. Levi stormed down the stairs and screamed. "Ma! Can we stay here for a little longer? I want to play trains with Uncle Rich!"

How can I fix this? I didn't know I was crying until Levi pulled me into his arms, and let me sob into his strong chest. My entire body is shaking violently with sorrow. I ache... every part of me hurts... but mostly it's my heart. I think it shattered into a million pieces... I need someone to put it back together.

Levi "Levi, you know I love you. I will always love you." Her sky-blue eyes contained the tears she refused to let fall. She was my best friend, the one I confided everything to, and now she is leaving. So many lives have come and gone from my own over the years. It never gets any easier and this one was by far the worse.

His touch was warm and real and everything I had been reaching for in the darkness. I tried to speak, but only a small sound came out. My throat was too dry and raw. But my eyes said what my voice could not. I am here. I am back. Then, suddenly, he broke. The mighty, strong Levi Adam fell apart into tears. Not just soft crying. But full, hurting sobs that came from somewhere deep. Somewhere he had not let anyone in for years. He bowed his head on my arm, and his shoulders were shaking wildly as he held onto me.

"You don't have to worry about anything; I am sure father will reply," Levi said, getting close to Maya and hugging her. She knew how her mother suffered through all this. "I regret everything. I am sorry. I can never repay you for what you both lost because of me," Maya's tears started falling from her eyes as she began crying. "Anyone in your place would have done the same, Mom. And we are glad you didn't leave us in that pack. We don't want to live without you," Levi hugged her tighter, not wanting to see her mother cry.