May I Cry Now Novels & Stories

To sit here and have him tell me everything that's going on back home, but I don't have the energy to even get up right now. What feels like several hours later, I hear the creak of the door. Tears are silently cascading down my cheeks as I overthink everything. "Nik...please just leave me be", I whisper without turning back. It's only when her voice enters my room that I sit up and cry harder. "Hey...hey, it's okay", Maya says, sitting on the bed and giving me a tight hug. "It's such a mess...everything is such a mess", I cry out and feel this tightness pulling at me. I don't want to suffer anymore. I just want to be left alone, but I also don't want to be left alone.

He already had a sense of why she was upset. "But I… I can't fight beside you. I can only sit below the stage. I want to be like Leona and Ms. Moore. I want to stand with you in battle. I'm so useless. I can't help you at all. You're seriously injured, and I can't do anything…" As she spoke, she lost control and began to cry. At that moment, the stellar energy within her shattered its restraints and surged wildly. A terrifying aura erupted from her body. At the same time, streaks of energy began to swirl above Lakeview Heights.

" Hello, Ryan." "Mia, are you crying". he asked from the other end of the phone. " No". "I don't believe you, I can tell from your voice that you were crying, you know, I hate to see you like this". " I just can't help it anymore, I miss Maya, I want her back".She sob. "Please Mia, Maya will be found soon, please stop crying". " I want to see Maya, I want to see her". She said and Ryan sighed tiredly over the phone.

I wasn’t meant to break down in front of her. Maya’s eyes softened with sympathy. “Come on, talk to me.” I let out a wistful sigh, running my hands through my hair. “It’s nothing serious, Maya. I was just thinking about everything that happened lately and didn’t know I was crying.” Maya reached out to my hand, giving me a reassuring squeeze. “It’s going to get better. It’s okay to be vulnerable sometimes. I just want you to know that you can talk to me about anything.” Maya said, her voice comforting.

My screams grow louder, filling the silence, as my heart pounds ferociously in my chest. My throat burns from the tears and the raw screams that escape me, and in that moment, I realize I have more tears inside me than words to express my pain. So, I cry. I cry until my eyes feel heavy and no more tears can flow. I’m not just crying for Richie; I’m crying for myself, for my dad, and for every single thing that has been weighing heavily on my heart. Each sob feels like a release, an acknowledgment of the struggles I’ve been facing, and I allow myself to feel every bit of it.

“Oh my goodness. Are you okay, babe? Hope you ain’t hurt? What happened? How long were you—” “Okay, okay, breathe, Maya. You’re spiraling.” I said as I pulled away, gently tapping her back in soothing circles. Tears were already at the corner of her eyes, as I reached and wiped them with my thumb. “You know, I can’t remember the last time I saw you cry. It felt like you’re immune to human emotions.” I teased, but that only made the tears flow down her cheeks faster now.

I whisper, looking down at my hands. I am Kai Anderson, I am not one to shy away from a tough situation and I definitely am not the type to cry. Shock passes through me as I feel my eyes get wet. With tears. “Are you crying?” Liam asks in disbelief, his face softens and he blows out a breath The puzzled expression on his face almost makes me burst into laughter. “I just- I don't know. You hate me so much and I-” I pause, wiping my eyes, not knowing what to say.

My own tears were about to spill over. "If you're sad… you have to cry!" Lily's voice trembled. "You can't hold it in all by yourself!" Silence. Then— "I'm here…" Her crying didn't stop. "I'll be with you…" "So… it's okay…" "You can cry…" Silence. Long. Very long. Then— A small voice. Broken. Like something finally cracking. I hold my breath. And then— Crying. Softly. At first. Then growing clearer.

Everything I had spent three years trying to bury came crashing over me. I tried to hold myself together. I tried so hard. I refused to break in front of Ethan. But my body betrayed me. A tear slipped down my cheek. Then another. And suddenly, I couldn't stop them. Ethan's expression changed instantly. “Maya?” He released my hand then stepped closer. His hands came up to my face, his fingers trembling as he wiped away my tears. Shock filled his eyes. “What’s going on?” he asked. “Why are you crying?”

Is that what he's most worried about? "I thought so too...I skipped taking them sometimes" I say and feel my eye well up. If nothing moved him, that moved him. My tears, so he cups my face. "Why are you crying?" "I wasn't ready for this Fabrico" "So what are you saying?" He asks, a little alarmed. "I'm saying... I'm not sure I can do this" "Why not?" I burst into a fit of tears. Someone needs to sign me up for world's best crying lady of the month.