Peter Parker Crying Novels & Stories

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."

Snow's POV. “Who the hell are you!?” Peter groaned as he staggered backwards in shock. I couldn't believe my eyes. And the shock that overwhelmed Peter also overwhelmed me deeply as tears rolled down my cheeks. Right now, I couldn't cry anymore because the grueling sight of Hans' death automatically seized my voice instantly. I glared at Jace whose right hand was soaked with blood and his mouth, covered with blood as well as he had ripped off a part of Hans neck out, causing him to bleed even more as his blood gushed out.

They both walk past each other, cursing at each other in their minds. The encounter with J Dot increases the loop of despair for Red as it gives it a new negative emotion; wrath. The show went amazing as usual for Red and Peter and Parker took Red to a party for the success of her work. "Dude, I was waiting for you to hold a show here." Peter said. "By the way, do you know? Parker got a girlfriend." Red hummed, staring at her glass, not replying. "Red.. you okay?" Peter asked.

"I take it as a compliment." Pete's face is wet. Tears, sweat, maybe both. His chest heaves, and he starts crying. Really crying. I watch him as disgust curls under my skin. It's worse when it's a man. Women? It's annoying. But when a man breaks like that, sobbing and blubbering like a toddler, it's a fucking joke. "Please," Pete sobs. "Just let me go. I won't tell anyone." "Wrong. Fucking. Answer," I snap.

“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.”

he said as he sat down. “Well, you haven’t been picking my calls.” A guilty smile tugged at the corner of his lips. “I’m sorry… I’ve not really been myself for a while.” I walked over, sat beside him, and wrapped my arms around him, suddenly the tears returned. His voice became gentle. “Why are you crying?” I leaned back just enough to look at him. “Peter… an anonymous benefactor paid for my mom’s medical bills.” His eyes widened. “What?!”

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