Ronnie Anne Cries Novels & Stories

Throat thick, I simply lifted a shoulder, biting my lip to hold in the sudden urge to sob, but the gentleness of his hands on my face broke me like a dam. With a rough noise, Ronan pushed my face against his chest. “I’ve never met a woman who cries as much as you. You’re like a faucet.” He let me sob into his chest for a long time. When the tears faded, he asked, “Is this about your papa?” I swallowed. “Some of it.” “The rest?”

A child who is dead and not breathing… Am I looking at the right thing or am I hallucinating? I heard Hannah crying. The kind of cry that sounds like she was grieving. I knew about it… because I had experienced it before. I knew how it feels, and I am somehow… scared that she might lose her mind because of it. I looked at Tyrone and felt confused. Why does he have this kind of look on his face? As if he is also in pain, and the shock plastered on his face was making me feel so stupid. Why? Does he feel that way because as a father, it hurts? Or is he feeling something entirely different?

Ronnie says as she points her eyes to mine. “Umm… that’s so cool,” I say then I sip the margarita. I could say that Ronnie is a beautiful Caucasian woman, she has long wavy blonde hair, blue eyes, and nice lips. Her legs are above her neck… her height might same as Lena's. She’s kinda cute… “Jeez… why are you looking at me like that?” Ronnie says as she chuckles while sipping the margarita. “Am I looking at you?” I say in a low voice. “Yes… you are” Ronnie chuckles. “Jeez… I might have a short-term memory” I say as I drink the margarita.

They gasped as their feet went unstable; they could not even stand up straight. They were like rich, delicate women, and when they saw such a scene for the first time, they were frightened. Coleman and his gang only came to a halt when Ronny was about to die, not realizing how much time had elapsed. Ronny had a bloody nose and a swollen face. He felt like weeping but had no tears. 'Damn it, what's going on? I was beaten for offering money and then again for speaking in a low voice. What a great shame!' he thought.

As Rania was about to disconnect the call, she heard a sob which didn’t even take a second for her to know who was on the other side. "Ani, is this you?" her voice started becoming shaky with overwhelming emotions. She nodded her head, biting her inner cheeks to stop her sobs, but they started coming out in the form of furious tears. “Shhhh. Don’t cry” she cooed her but instead of stopping crying, she broke down into tears. Rania panicked hearing her loud crying, with a lot of efforts she succeeded in calming her down but she screamed in shock hearing her next words "Rania, can you meet me in the city mall?"

She asked in a sweet voice. Anya tried to reply but she couldn't. It was as if a big lump in her throat was not letting out her voice. She swallowed a couple of times and spoke in a fairly audible voice, "I...Ronan...my boss..." she cried as her mind kept searching for words as her heart ached and her eyes strained every time she glanced at Ronan's motionless state.

“If you’re going to cry, then cry properly. Those sniffles are getting on my nerves.” A sob escaped my lips, followed by another, and then a full-blown cry filled the car. Inwardly, I tried to warn myself not to cry in front of him but I was far gone into my weeping. And when he looked out of the window, I let my tears stream down my cheeks without restraint, occasionally taking tiny bites from the sandwich. After my cries died, I began to hiccup. Ronan said nothing. He didn’t look at me pitifully nor did he try to console me as he stretched a bottle of water to me.

Her sweat made the fabric of her top nearly transparent, letting her perky pink nipples flash out underneath the thin, dark fabric. With a final groan, Rodney let go of her hair. Annie tossed her head back, spitting up the filthy saliva. “Holy fuck!” She whimpered, wiping the spit and tears from her panting face.

"It's okay, Derek. We'll get through this together." I nodded. "Thanks. I appreciate this." Then I glanced at Ronnie. Ronnie's mom wrapped her arms around Ronnie and kissed her forehead. "It's alright, baby. I'm here for you. Don't be afraid." Ronnie nodded, tears streaming down her face. "I just can't believe this is happening." That was the first time I've heard her talk under five hours. She had been awfully quiet since the scandal began. Seeing her in that state made my blood boil.

She sounds like she could cry based on the voice. "Ronnie, are you crying?" "No. I just miss you so much." He sniffed. Renz sighed secretly. If only he could, he would have gone to cry at that very moment. He hated to hear her and knew that she was crying because of him. But he remembered how young she was. According to her mother, Ronnie has not experienced anything in the life of a normal teenager.