Mikasa Crying Novels & Stories

"Kai! He's my friend!" Maika jumped into action, screaming for Kai to stop, but he couldn't hear her over all the commotion and the thundering of the weather. Kai smiled to himself, and said just loudly enough for Miaka to hear, "I don't care about that Miss Sasin." He took a massive chuck out of the guy's neck, leaving him a corpse on the floor at their feet. Miaka gave him a look that could have killed him dead on the spot if looks could really kill.

"I AM SORRY! PLEASE FORGIVE ME!!" Misaki cried and kept hugging Monica's leg tightly without letting him go. Her legs even moved around from right to left, up and down, like a child that begged their parents to buy them a toy, though, unlike a kid, this big kid had a huge chest which made Monica's heart soft. Monica let out a long sigh and said, "This is the last time, don't do that kind of thing." "Yes! Yes! This is the last time! I won't do this kind of thing again in the future!" Misaki looked at Monica with a cheerful smile and nodded like a chicken.

I Screamed . " Aria " Grace cried as she tried to pull me close but I kept screaming badly . " Frederico ! .. .. Frederico please come back to us don't do this to me please don't die on me like this " I cried badly and Kris pulled Sergio who burst out crying with all of us . Massimo walked out on us not wanting to espose too much of his emotions . Emelio just stared at me blankly as I cried probably still in shock of the news .

Mikayla said softly, stroking my back slowly. I turned to her, wondering why she was speaking to me like she would a child that was crying. Why the hell are my eyes cloudy anyways? “Yes, she’s right. Don’t cry, cause you’ll make me cry too.” Sasha says, her voice breaking. I don’t know what the hell they are going on about. It isn’t until I touch my face and I feel wetness there that I realize I’m crying. Well, shit. What the hell is going on? I never cry!

She cried silently while they were kissing. When Marcus noticed that Mariko responded to his kisses with so much passion, he felt happy. But he was worried when tears fell from her eyes. “Hey, why are you crying?” He asked. Worried was evident in his tone. But Mariko shook her head, not wanting to answer what he was asking.

“Tiarra! Snap out of it. Damn it!” When I felt pain in my left face, I returned to my own consciousness. I turned my head, puzzled, to see Renjo's troubled expression, while Mace's eyes were red, clearly fighting back tears. Did she just slap me? “I’m sorry…I’m sorry..” Mace sobbed as tears started to streamed down on her face. She was removing something on my head, face and shirt as she cried. I just stared at her bewildered because I don’t know why she was crying and kept on apologizing.

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" Mika smiled at Cherry's sweet and heartwarming words as she watched her roll her eyes at her words. Mika noticed something she didn't take not of and that was the tears that streaked on cherry's cheeks. Her face turned into that of genuine concern. "Why were you crying?" Mika asked, reaching out to Cherry's face and Cherry got caught in surprised. " How did she find out?" Cherry questioned herself and immediately rubbed her palms on her cheeks. Damn! Her cheeks were still wet, she didn't clean her tears away very well and now; Mika found out. " I wasn't crying,“ Cherry laughed it off, pulling Mika to have a seat on the couch in the middle of the sitting room.

she implored and was getting even more miserable since the one she is begging not to leave, left already. She stayed there on the floor, witnessing the sun rises for a new tomorrow. Her tears never left her until the morning comes and her voice started to dry out. She cannot cry anymore after hours of outbursts. Those times she lent for herself to release are enough and it's now time to face the world outside, to face the person who caused her destruction.

And with each hour that passed, the guilt grew heavier. At some point, exhaustion took over, and I slumped forward, my forehead resting on the edge of his bed. When I woke up, a hand was running through my hair, soft and gentle. I blinked and looked up to see Mika’s face, pale but smiling weakly at me. “Why are you crying, Luka?” he said, his voice barely a whisper. “You’re such a crybaby.” I didn’t even realize I was crying until that moment. “Mika!” I threw my arms around him, holding him close, afraid to let go. “I’m so sorry. I’m so, so sorry. I didn’t mean for this to happen.”