Novel & Cerita Rain Keeps Falling On My Head

I press on, trying my best to follow her, to reach her before any harm comes her way. The guilt and fear swirling inside me are as turbulent as the weather itself. The storm outside mirrors the tempest within me. The realization that I'm the cause of such immense pain is unbearable. The raindrops seem to taunt me, falling like tears from the heavens as if the universe itself weeps for the sorrow I've inflicted.

Each raindrop feels like icy needles against my skin, amplifying the discomfort of my injuries. As I lie there, dazed and disoriented, a wave of agony washes over me, engulfing me in a sea of torment. My head throbs with a pulsating ache, and every breath I take feels like shards of glass piercing my lungs. The rain beats down on my battered form, mingling with the blood that trickles from countless unseen wounds.

But I saw no one. " He's gone! " I whispered to myself as I kneel to the ground. Why am I feeling this way? Why you didn't tell me before that you love me too? " WWWHHHYYY CLLARRKK??!! " I shouted together when I feel the water pouring from the clouds. The pouring rain in my face with a mix of tears with it. " Cla-a-arrrk!! " I can't make rain shine in my face. It keeps on raining, suffering. I hold it back but it hurts me so badly.

Aurora Rain has always had a special place in my heart, the splattering noise of drops hitting the pavement, the sweet smell of wet mud and the soft rainy breeze makes my heart flutter with excitement and awe. But today, everything feels different, like for instance, the usual rainy clouds look gloomier than ever and there is a slight sadness in the air. I don’t know if it’s just me or if the universe is playing some sick game, but my spirits are down and I feel awful.

"With the company of some cops of course." Silently ambling to the car, the evening was cold and wet with a brisk wind, sweeping the rain across the land. The cold moved in only to meet the warmth of her blood, her defense against such ice. Raven could feel it wash over her skin, again and again, only to be met by the beat of her heart. She smelled the rain—realizing it was an absence of all odors. She wondered if it was because her airways were not functioning properly, she could feel the little hairs in her nose freezing .

I cried bitterly, and it was like the rain shared in my grief as he poured more heavily as I cried, but feeling so weak I decided to leave and found a shelter. I dragged my feet in the heavy downpour, but my legs were wobbling from the cold, and I felt my energy seeping out of me. “I'm cold,” I mumbled, my teeth clenched against each other, I hastened my steps, but that made me lose my balance, and I fell on my back with my head hitting the ground. Blood gushed out of my head mixing with my mushy ground, and the rain, which made her dizzy as my eyes dilated slowly. “I'm cold.” I rasped, as my eyes closed slowly, but a lingering thought gripped my heart as I lost consciousness.

I did not notice the wind. Then, slowly, I noticed something strange. The rain was no longer hitting the top of my head. I could still hear it falling on the ground around me. I could see the splashes on the pavement. But I was not getting any wetter. I lifted my head slowly. There was a black umbrella hovering right above me.

Maybe this driver is just being careful and is taking his time to ensure he doesn’t crash. In that moment, the rain seemed to come down even harder leading to my visibility diminishing too basically, nothing. The hood from my coat flew off in the wind which took a layer of protection away from me, the rain now resembling freezing icicles stabbing into each section of my face with such force I worried my skin was about to bleed.

CHAPTER 14. THE UNEXPECTED VISITOR The rain draped down my skin in a steady, downpour. I was wet like a puppy and my hair was sleek and glued to my face. It was heavy rain and a weird change in the weather. No one had mentioned the possibility of rain today. The day had also been so bright and had no trace of a storm. All of a sudden, the cloud had turned gloomy and the rain came down.

Thunder rumbled across the sky. Then came the rain. Big, cold drops like stones. And then—hail. Ice crashed down, slamming into my arms, my head, my face. It hurt. God, it hurt so much. I tried to cover my head, but the hail kept falling. Harder. Louder. And I broke. I started sobbing. Not because of the heartbreak. Not because of the betrayal. Just because… the hailstones really, really hurt. I stumbled forward, blinded by tears and blood.