Sans Crying Novels & Stories

Kael muttered. I sniffled again, staring at my hand as I felt a liquid drop on it. I didn't realize I was crying. I laughed, hiccuping. “I'm not crying. I'm just trying to get rid of something in my eyes.” I began to rub my eyes. Kael sighed, leaning back on the wall. “It's okay to express your emotions. But not for my situation, it can't be helped.” “It can be!” I shouted, unable to hold back the tears any longer. They rolled down my cheeks, my heart squeezing tight in pain. My shoulders shook, and I hiccuped twice as I sobbed.

I HAVEN'T CRIED IN years because, well, crying really wouldn't make a difference. I was stuck in this situation no matter what I did. Of course, that didn't stop the tears from falling; actually, it made even more tears fall. For a second there was only silence, and I thought those two had left, not that I had much time to think about them, since Frequency's voice filled the surrounding room. “So, not trying to be rude, Ring, but can you stop crying? I kind of need to run something that's by you.”

Brianna’s method of stifling her sobs might be making it hard for her to breathe. “Baby, you can cry as long as you want without holding back your voice.” She shook her head. “You can do it,” I convinced her. “Didn’t I tell you no one would be angry if you cried with your voice?” She still shook her head, saying she still didn’t want to cry with her voice making a sound. “Do you remember when you cried with a sound? Daddy Calix didn’t get angry, I didn’t complain, no one got angry. We were all happy to hear your voice...”

Sarah nodded, she couldn't say a word, because Sarah's tears welled up, she covered her face and sobbed. Sarah cried so loudly, her cry was like a baby's. Sarah couldn't contain her emotions. For her, it was a huge shock. Layla watched Sarah's actions, she didn't know what to do but hug Sarah and comfort her. Layla's voice was softer, she said, "Alright. Everything is solvable. If you want to cry, cry, cry a lot. The person next to you is me, you don't have to be afraid, live with your feelings. Cry, cry a lot."

AYLA I don’t cry, that’s the first thing I notice, when I get home, when I close the door, not even when I finally sit on my bed and stare at my journal like it’s something I don’t recognize anymore, nothing, no tears, no breakdown, just quiet and honestly that scares me more because I should be crying, I should feel overwhelmed, angry, hurt and I feel all of that but not loud, it’s controlled and cold like something inside me just shut off.

Trix added to Schina’s statement. “Don’t mind me, let me cr—y for this time,” Aicko begs to her two friends. “That’s enough, AC! You have been crying for too long,” Schina strictly ask her to stop crying. She pitifully glances at her friends, “am I not allowed to cry too?” She sadly asks them. “We are not saying that, we just want you to know that crying is good but not all the time,” Schina replied to her query.

"Hahahaha, what the fuck is going on? Why are you crying like a three years old baby? Did I say something wrong?" "This is just a tears of joy, fucking idiot!"

Where I didn't know how to scream. I scrub so hard the skin burns. But I don't stop. Because pain, at least, I understand. Then I kneel. The water still falls. My back receives it, my skull too. My head is lowered, forehead against my knees. And I cry. Without sound. Without visible tears. Just this internal pressure, this sob trapped between chest and throat, this mute scream no one hears. I think about tomorrow. I think about the papers. I think about the divorce signature.

I had to cover my mouth with the cuff of my sweater because I couldn't stop. "Are you okay?" Jane worriedly pats my back. I nodded. Both Ed and Albert faced us. "Ew!" Diana exclaimed, "You're disgusting," she said as she moved away from her seat. I glared at her before standing up. I quickly stepped out of the room and ran to the restroom. I hated that my tears could not wait until I got in the cubicle. It fell like a flash. Inside, I cried in silence.

"Let's not talk about him." "But if you want to talk about it. I'm just here." Sunday just nod and look outside the window. "Thank you." She hold back her tears, she doesn't want to cry because of her stupidity. And she doesn't want Shaina to see her cry because of that. "Don't stop it. If you want to cry then cry. It's not like you will commit a sin if you cry." But Sunday just shook her head slightly and tries hard for her tears not to fall.