Peter Parker Crying Novels & Stories

Serenity called frantically into the phone, but no answer came from the other end. “Serenity! What’s going on?” Xander shook her shoulders, completely confused by the panic written on her face. “Peter…” She mumbled softly, finally lifting her teary eyes to Xander’s, “He’s dead.”

The man on the floor burst into tears, ugly crying until there was snot running down his face. His back heaved with each harsh intake of air as he tried to breathe through the tears. Peter has his legs pinned, and Justine was sitting on his lower back, forcing his shoulders to the ground. The man made no move to get up, he just lay on the ground and continued to cry, breathing raggedly, and I got the distinct impression he’s as clueless about what just happened as the rest of us.

Berklee is a quack, not professional at all! Kate was beside Peter, comforting him softly, "Peter, go home with Uncle Mac, leave your father to stay with your mother." Peter's eyes were red from crying, he pouted, grabbed the bed sheet tightly, and shook his head vigorously, "I have to wait for mom to wake up." Daniel reached out to hold Peter, and kissed him on the face, "Don't cry, it will hurt your mother to see it." Peter wiped his tears with his hands, nodded, choked, and sobbed, "Yes, hey, Peter, hey, Peter isn't crying."

His heart shattered into a million pieces even though he kept a brave front. With a broken heart, Chris returned the package, “anything else you want to say” he wouldn't break down in front of this man, never. “You can keep them.” “They are not mine.’ rubbing his eyes to push back the tears that were threatening to fall. “you won Mr. Delacrioux, congrats. Now may I take my leave.” Selena's father looked at Chris for a second. He felt pity, probably guilty, doubt crept in, was it really worth it. Shaking off the feeling, he could not stop now, his pride was more important to him “I heard your mother has kidney failure.”

His tone was surprisingly soft, yet all I felt was anger. “I’M NOT A MONSTER!” I practically screamed as angry tears flooded my face. I aggressively tried to wipe them away knowing I would look weak crying. “Hey, hey, calm down Emma. No one is calling you a monster.” Peter chimed in, his voice was higher than normal as if he was addressing a toddler throwing a tantrum. “I’m not a child!”

Peter turned around and covered his face, tears streaming down his face. Joe patted him on the shoulder. "Uncle..." Peter sighed. "Oh. Don't say anything. I don't want to say anything..." Even Peter could not tell the difference. He wiped away his tears, thinking that he would find a chance to meet Aurum, or make a phone call. He wanted peace of mind. With this sudden shock, Peter was getting old, and his heart could not take it! Shawn gripped the jade pendant so hard that he was about to crush it!

"No, not really." "No? Then what did he do to you? Was it something more severe?" "Yeah, it was something more severe." As I spoke, I noticed his eyes welling up with tears, the emotions swirling within him, yet he seemed determined not to let me see. He struggled to hold back. Seeing this, I had a sinking feeling. Something so severe that it could make a boy cry, something that could torment his thoughts and make him question his feelings for Jenny Lee—there was only one answer in my mind now: Peter Black had indeed retaliated in kind.

“It matters to me.” I hated that his words made me want to cry. I hated that my throat closed up like a vice, sealing off every excuse I’d prepared. My lips trembled. The pain, the secret was burning holes inside me. I couldn’t hide it anymore. “I…” I started, my voice cracking. “I don’t know what to do.” Peter didn’t push. He waited. Tears welled in my eyes, blurring everything. My hands trembled as I downed another shot, and finally I broke. The sob escaped before I could stop it. A quiet, shattering thing. “Adam… we are not full siblings.”

A long silence followed. “I hope you’re not planning anything reckless.” “Please, Peter.” For a moment he simply studied me, Worry filled every line of his face. Finally, he nodded. “I will leave but I will be in the living room. If you need anything, call me.” The door closed behind him. And the second I was alone. I shattered. A strangled sob escaped my throat. I buried my face in the pillow and cried until my body hurt. The pillow became damp beneath my cheek. My chest ached from trying not to scream.

Natasha said holding her hands on her mouth looking amazed Peter drove off the car speedily as soon as he heard the gate open up wide ********* Peter got closer to Antonio, Antonio stared at him smiling “Is this really you Antonio?’. He asked looking speechless Antonio held out his arms wide open for a warm hug Diving in straight away, Peter hugged Antonio as though his life depended on every single minute he spent hugging Peter was so overwhelmed that he hadn't noticed the tears flowing down his cheeks “Are you seriously crying right now?”. Antonio asked staring at his friend