Lisa Cry Novels & Stories

Each tear that streams down her face is a testament to her profound anguish. As Nora's cries subside, her mind drifts to the painful circumstances that have brought her to this point. The realization that she has been used by a stranger, leading to an unplanned pregnancy and subsequent miscarriage, only adds to her profound sense of loss and isolation. The details surrounding her miscarriage remain shrouded in uncertainty, leaving her grappling with unanswered questions and a deep sense of sorrow.

It's gone , it's finished , done for - no more F******k , Gram , photos , friends well media friends of cause. Lisa walks back to her sit really sad. She sits the whole day worried her phone being totalled. " I think I need some air."

Maddie is sitting in the living room watching TV, I open the door and she turns to me. "Hi sis, you had a good day..." She stops when she sees my eyes flooded with tears. "Lisa? Are you crying? " She comes up to me and wants to hug me, I push her away and go lock myself in the bedroom. "Lisa?" "Mind your own business! "

In the meantime, her phone rang. Wiping her tears, she answered, “Hello.” Carl Black frowned to hear her hoarse voice. “Are you alright?” “Hmm.” “Have you taken your medicines?” “Hmm.” A low sob escaped from her throat, and she pressed her mouth instantly. Tears seeped through her eyes constantly. Carl Black frowned even more deeply. ‘Is she crying? But why?’ This thought made him agitated. “Lisa?” He called her name impatiently. He didn’t hear anything from her end. He opened his mouth to say something, but he heard her shaky voice, “I am tired.”

she said with a shaky voice. I sensed that she was crying but I didn't want to believe it. I didn't want to believe that she would shed tears just because of this trivial matter but then, her Tera dropped on my chest and I was shocked. "Lisa, are you crying?" I asked her. She didn't reply to me. She just lay there silent. I pulled her up and looked at her and truly, she was crying. Now I know that I overreacted. This isn't me.

A guttural scream tears from her throat, raw and piercing. “Lisa,” I say softly, dropping down beside her. She curls into herself, rocking slightly as sobs wrack her body. “This isn’t real,” she gasps between cries. “It can’t be real. Not Lance. Not now. It was so good…” I wrap my arms around her, holding her as tightly as I can. “I’m so sorry, Lisa. I’m so sorry.” She pulls back suddenly, her eyes wild and full of pain. “No! You’re wrong! He’s fine. He’s probably fine. How do you know? Where was he? He’s not gone. He can’t be.”

Lisa's voice dropped an octave. Luna sat up. “Hey. What's the matter?” She asked, genuine concern lacing her voice. Lisa sniffled and tried to wipe a tear cascading down her cheeks. Luna was immediately alarmed. She stood and walked over to the bed where Lisa was sitting. Without a word, she hugged her. The hug seemed to have the opposite effect. Lisa broke down in tears like a burst dam. Luna held on tightly to her, comforting her and patting down her hair. They stayed in this position for close to five minutes before Lisa's hysteria quietened down.

She clenched her fists, "Never!" By saying that, she again broke the glass frame which was in front of him. "I will never be at peace with any of them. I will kill everyone!" She didn't know what to do. She was feeling helpless all of a sudden. She hugged her knee and squatted down. She cried out loud. "You are here…" someone hugged Savannah from behind. "Who is he?" Lucas was very angry. He could not tolerate seeing Lisa with another man. Lisa could not say anything. She was afraid. She trembled and swallowed.

"How are you doing?" Lisa couldn't answer, she tried hard to swallow the sob that was choking her, didn't want to be the cry baby. She just met the man after all. "Lisa, are you okay?" "I'm sorry, it's just not a good day." Lisa couldn't hold back her sobs anymore, they came hard and threatened to overpower her. "Hang on, I'll be right there. Are you home?" "Yes but you don't have to, I'll be okay." "I want to. Do you want me to come?"

I clung to her desperately, my fingers digging into her shirt as another scream tore from my throat. "Let it out," Lisa whispered, her own voice thick with tears. "I have got you. Just let it out." So I did. I screamed until my throat was raw. I cried until I had no tears left. I held onto Lisa like she was the only thing keeping me tethered to this world, and maybe she was.