Peter Parker Cries Novels & Stories

Tears falling like an neverending waterfall from my eyes. I didn't have to mindlink my father, he already knewn she was gone by the snapping of the mate bond, letting him known she was dead. The screams I heard from my father that night were sounds you would never think a grown man could make. His screams mirroring that of a banshee, ear piercing cries rang through out the bathroom, bouncing off the silver tile walls.

He watched me cry and mourn my father's death, while being a messenger of the Alvarez's? I can't help but cry, warm tears started flowing through my cheeks. I felt dizzy, and I can't bear the ferocity of what he has done. It was a helpless thing, he is my close best friend and my guardian angel at all times. Peter didn't stop crying. He just cried, down on his knees, and begging me. "Viviana, I don't like what I did to have money... I'm sorry..." he continued crying and reached for my hand. I can't feel my hand, it seems that I don't have any tears that I could cry.

"Please open the door. I need to talk to you." There was a few seconds of tense silence, before I heard the clicking of the lock. The door opened a crack, just enough for Peter to peer out, but I pushed into the office. His eyes were red and swollen, like he’d been crying. "Were you crying?" I asked slowly. He looked away, "Something got in my eyes." He sniffled. Bullshit! I can’t believe he actually cried. I bit down on my jaw, trying to control the frustration. "Can I… can I hug you?"

A large swath of air instantly turned into a billowing hurricane and blasted at him. "Ahh!" Peter screamed miserably, and half of his face sunk in. Then, half of his teeth well out from his gum, mixed with his blood as he spat them out. Not only that, but one of his eyeballs was protruding, and his eyelid could not even cover it. As Peter was sent flying meters away, he finally fell into the stream again, splashing a large amount of blood. That time, Peter's miserable scream immediately broke the quietness of the night. Not long after, the nearby patrolling disciples rushed over. The disciples living in the surrounding compounds also came over after they heard the terrible cry, and they thou

tears was already pouring down my eyes. I didn't hear a word from him but I felt a grip at my Waste from Parker he turned me to face him. "With what you are doing now,, I can't think straight." He whispered into my face. Wait Parker is holding me now and he is staring into my eyes. "Wait are you crying??" "I can't stand it" I cried and surprisingly Parker held my face "I can't as well stand seeing a lady's tears, I'm allergic to it, you owe me an apology for getting me into this mess and you still have the heart to tear up before me??" He used his thumb to wipe off my tears.

He felt Peter was trying to hide something from him. “But why were you crying then? You should be happy if everything is okay right?” Landon asked in a more shaky tone and Peter found his eyes watering again. “I am not crying because of Kimberly Landon. Kimberly would be fine, I promise you that. I am just thinking about my life and I didn’t realize I was shedding tears already.” Peter explained and Landon breathed out looking into the ward. He saw Kimberly laying on the bed and her eyes were shut. She had all those stuff he had on his face on her face too.

And I am so fucked up right now. I am really fucked up. "Why are you crying? Are you hurt or something? Did I make you cry?" I immediately shook my head at Peter. I didn't realize my tears were falling. "Just remember the sad movie I have watched," I lied. I don't have time to watch movies and I am not really fond of them.

I burst into tears again, my eyes were aching already and so were my sides but I was helpless against the grief burning in my chest. Peter looked really worried and he asked several times if he should stop on the way, or if I needed a hug, and kept his hand on my laps the whole time. I couldn't help but wonder what his game was. How could he be so nice to someone he just met? Someone he found crying beside a dead girl? He just believed everything I said. What if I killed her? But it wasn't the time to ask questions. We finally got to Patty's house and Peter pulled into the garage.

Mr Peter noticed her eyes looking at the documents and hurriedly packed it into his bag. “I’m sorry, Vivian. I have to go to a meeting, would that be all?” He asked. “Yes sir.” Vivian said, sensing that he was in a hurry somewhere and left his office. Mr. Peter sighed heavily and sat down on his chair, holding his head in his hand. Tears poured down his face as he cries softly, trying to reduce the sound so no one might hear him. “What have I gotten myself to?” He said to himself.

For him, who had spent half his life time being all powerful in the business world, he never thought that there would come a day where he would not even be able to speak when facing a girl. Fia smiled slightly and something glinted in her eyes. She continued to ask, “Who are you?” She wanted to see how this man would reveal his identity! The muscles on Conall’s face twitched and in the end, unable to hold back, his tears came rolling down. Conrad frowned as he looked on, finding it a little unbelievable. If it were not for him personally witnessing this, who would believe that the resolute CEO Parker would actually cry? His tears were like a flood.