Ppg Buttercup Crying Novels & Stories

Pauline approached her because she's not in the right state of attention right now. Gabbie nodded while her eyes wide awake, unable to blink in shock. "Well, this is Xander. He has a problematic anger issue. He had this after he witnessed his mother's death but was unable to give her justice by becoming mute. He felt useless and bad son for not being able to protect her. I hope this will not blow you to the extent of running away." Pauline held Gabbie's hand, interlocking it between her palms. The girl now forced herself to pay attention to Pauline though she is still in a state of disbelief.

-Kynessie) (I know, but we still hate to see you cry.-Me) (We didn’t mean to make you cry, mate.-Caturix) (Caturix, I am fine. As I said, these are happy tears. Now stop acting like a baby.-Kynessie)

My shock added a pulse of energy to my person and it caused me to spring away from my Dad's embrace but then my feet weren’t ready for such movements so I staggered. But my Dad caught me. “Easy, Buttercup.” He said, forcing a smile. He has tears in his eyes and he tells me to take it easy? What the fuck is going on?! What could have happened to make him teary?! Did we get attacked? My Dad has never cried! I repeat, never!

"Adrian? You mean Pastor Adrian?" At first, Buttercup said nothing. She just sat there staring at her hands as she twirled her fingers around in agitated nervousness. Or was it fear? Neither Rhychard nor Tryna said a word, giving her space and time. Finally, the honey-skinned girl nodded.

Of course she’s still so hurt and I shouldn’t have left her alone but then again, maybe she needed alone time. I couldn’t hear anything over her muffled sobs and opened the door myself, my heart dropped on seeing her curl into herself, eyes red and swollen from crying so much, it didn’t look like she’s had her bath, she only sat there in the tub crying. “Buttercup, you’re going to fall sick at this rate.” I whispered, scurrying closer to her, stroking her hair gently "I’m sorry you had to see me this way, I look pathetic, right?” She chuckled bitterly, wiping her tears as she did

“ if she’s not here in the next 15 minutes, I’m going to lose it “ I said letting out a dark chuckle. After couple of minutes, Maddox left the room and the door opened revealing a blushed up Luciana. She looked like she ran a marathon to get her. “ you are one hour late Miss a Silvia” I replied looking at her flushed up face. Soon she apologized and explained her reason to why she was late. So me being professional I gave her a warning plus I wasn’t in a good mood because of my horrible hangover and also because of the information that my father has dropped on me.

If he is like this how can I make my Buttercup fall for him again? 'She has already fallen for him deeply' my subconscious mocked and I agreed to it. But, the next thing I noticed made me realize that something big had happened at that party. I saw tear stains on his face like what I saw on my Buttercup's face. What the hell happened? This is not the first time I'm watching him crying silently but this is the first time I'm watching him like this. He is sitting like he has lost the most precious thing in his life. Seeing him like this, I remember that day when I saw the same Vincenzo who I'm seeing now.

sagot niya sa problemadong pinsan. Tinaasan niya ng kilay ang babaeng kasalukuyang nasa bakal na tubo sa gitna ng maraming tao at malanding sumasayaw. Halatang nakainom ito kaya makapal na ang mukha. "Wow! Ang init!" sigaw ng DJ sa stage na sinundan naman ng palakpakan at hiyawan. Ang ingay ng paligid at malanding tugtog na pini-play ng DJ ay nagsindi ng landi sa babae kaya mas ginalingan pa nito ang paggiling.

She actually already had a buyer for Princess, and the price was good. Wow! She moves fast. So I told her to go ahead with the sale. I went to say goodbye to Princess, I drain my tears as she kept nudging me for the treats that I brought her. I kissed her one last time and walk away. It needed to be done. I can do this. People deal with the worst. I went to the bar and buy one shot of bourbon, to gave me strength after crying my eyes out. I was about to leave when a woman approaches me.

Millie continues "take his money, take his job, take his happiness, take his soul. It still won't be enough to pay back what he did to you" Tears roll down her cheeks and her vision becomes clear again. She can't think of the last time she looked in a mirror and her face wasn't dripping in tears "There you go, crying again. Like you always are" "I'm not" she wipes her face "I'm not crying anymore" "Good" ~