Like Eyes After A Good Cry Novels & Stories

he was lost in his own world , stormy eyes softened and then he chuckled soundlessly. " Kept crying , looking at me with scared and dumbfounded expression and I just didn't know how someone could look exceptionally beautiful while crying. From then whenever she crossed path with she looks at me with those fearful eyes and it gives me that immense joy and don't look at me like I'm psychopath or something. " Vincent warned lightly looking at the eerie feature of brown haired girl.

I think she’d rather die than wear a shirt twice – not that she’d be caught dead in a regular t-shirt, mind you. He’s silent for a moment, which makes me look at the screen. He’s shifted slightly so that some light hits his face. It’s not enough to make out many details, but the bags under his eyes are darker than I thought. His eyes are red too – the sort of puffy, wet, heartbroken red that comes from a night of crying. Worry strikes me, digging its claws into me.

I point at her eyes. "It is an allergic reaction to crying so much in the past few days. Apparently, you can't afford to do that anymore once you get to a certain age. It tells on the body. I will advise you to cry all the tears you need to now that you are still young and a concealer can easily set you back to normal." She laughs nervously at her weak attempt to lighten the mood. I don't laugh, I can't muster the energy needed, I just stare at her blankly.

She had to say, even while he was crying so sadly, he was still good looking. His skin was already white, she didn’t know if it was because he had been soaked in the sea, but now he looked even whiter, like a vampire inside a movie, pale but with a kind of broken beauty. His eyes were red and looked so sad. Those eyes contained so many mixed emotions. The joy of finding each other again, the joy of knowing they both survived, and some despair and fear that hadn’t quite dissipated. He wiped his cheeks, like he wanted to stop crying but the tears didn’t stop coming.

He looked my way. My eyes brimmed. He kept staring at me blanky. Tears flowed out my eyes. He looked away from me as he opened his car door and entered. The girl entered too. They drive away. I move away from the window, walking towards my bed. Tears flowed. Sky came to me, looking at me with sad eyes. It made me sob. He whined. I hugy him tightly. I let it all out. This stings so bad. So terrible.

“Pfft, you should see your face! You really look like a pufferfish!” I rolled my eyes lazy when I heard Siena's words. Currently she is pressing my eyes with cold pack. Because of crying too much, my eyes become swelled up, even though after this, I have to go back to class. "You've always been cool and calm. I didn't expect that you would turn out to be this crybaby!" “Duh, but how can you still be this cute when you just burst into tears?!”

C at its last capacity, threw away his blazer, waist coat and opened almost 4 buttons of his plain black shirt. Instead of all other vehicles on the road all he could see was fire nd all chaos outside his cars turned into the painful nd unbearable wails for him. No matter how vulnerable he becomes he never let tears fall from his eyes, crying is not his thing that makes his eyes even more stronger. They can hold most worst painful grief within them, but drawback of those Beautiful dark brown eyes was that they can't hide the indefinable redness they carry after controlling any emotion at the point of highest of it's intensity.

After that I feel that my eyes are sp heavy due to my non-stop crying, so I let my self drift off. To be continued.........

That was superb! Again, a smile touched Devlin’s lips. His eyes softened. ''You know, you have amazing eyes. They are like mirrors. When you are sad, they dilate and turn gloomy, easily seen that you are sad. When you are extremely happy and excited, a shiny star twinkles in the middle of your pupil...''