Scream Laughing Novels & Stories

~Lyra~ Camilla laughed. Not a small laugh. Not a nervous chuckle. I’m talking about a full-blown, head-thrown-back, mouth-wide-open, mascara-smearing, unhinged kind of laugh. That ugly, cackling, teeth-baring sound that makes you instantly uncomfortable just listening to it. She was clutching her side like she’d just heard the best joke of her life, like someone had handed her a script for a comedy special and said, “Here, this one’s about you losing your damn mind in real time.”

Luna screams and clutches my leather vest. I laugh at her fear because I’m a dick like that, and then I increase the speed just to hear her shriek again. Instead, her screams turn into whoops and laughter that joins mine, and her arms slide around me, tightening their hold. The chick has some cojones.

Christine asks sharply. "You what?!" Lyra shrieks yanking the cucumbers off of her eyes As soon as she sees the knife I'm holding behind my back and the look on Christine and I's faces she busts out laughing, ignoring her I turn to Christine "Christine, I'm really, really sorry, I thought you were an intruder" I say awkwardly. Christine watches me for a moment before she-just like her daughter-busts out laughing, holding her side. Watching them is kind of freaky, their smiles are similar, Their laughs are almost identical, both breathing wheezes of air at the same time, high then lower at the same time, they even held their sides the same way. Really weird. It's not long before I'm joining i

The hair prickles on the back of my neck. “Ah,” he murmurs, almost thoughtfully. “It looks like that advertisement. The old lady in bloomers promoting hemorrhoid cream.” His smile sharpens. Jackson and Logan explode. Full-bodied laughter shakes the room, and Jackson even slaps Lee’s palm in a triumphant high-five. I grind my teeth. My pride bruises like fruit under their mirth. “Fuck off, Lee.” So much for getting the last word.

Liam said through alcohol-induced giggles, gums showing and body shaking as if it was the funniest thing in the world. Allen disagreed, "No, his girlfriend was there for you, the look in her eyes," Allen was shaking her head as she recalled the long-legged, attractive woman who had approached them with an admirable air of confidence, "Wow, she was hungry." Liam scoffed, hitting Allen arm lightly. "Don't lie just to make me feel better," Liam was wiping laughter tears from his eyes, groaning over the stitch in his stomach which had formed as a result of his full-bellied laughter.

Liam teased, pointing both his fingers and move them like he has his made-up own love rhythm. “Stop you fuck!” I realized that I was, in fact, smiling the whole time so I tried to laugh it off and playfully punch Liam on his shoulders, which made him laugh as well. “Damn, the way Anya made you smile is so-” “Hey! It’s not like Anya is the only one to make me smile! I laugh my loudest laugh when ya’ll are joking!” “No, but like it’s extraordinary for you to smile just for the mere existence of Anya Moore. What has she done to you?”

Carmen laughed. The full, real, unguarded laugh of a woman who is not performing comfort or managing anyone's feelings — the laugh of someone genuinely, helplessly amused in the middle of something enormous. The laugh filled the room. Sofia laughed too. Then James, because James laughed when other people laughed on principle. Then, Rosa, through the tears that had not stopped, the specific combination of grief and laughter that belongs specifically to people who are losing and loving simultaneously in the same room. Elena laughed last.

*mentally laughing* who shrieked loudly. "What the hell!" She shrieked, I burst out loud laughing and so the others, she glares at me as she stood up in her chair and walk towards me, holding her mug. I hurriedly went behind Jake, her brother as she tried to spill her coffee to me. Jake stood frozen in his position and everyone starts laughing hysterically.

“Nothing. Not even a single ‘are you okay?’ Then I had to scream. Like, actually scream. At the top of my voice until some guy came, unlocked the door and asked if I was okay.” Her laughter filled the room now. “Oh my God. You? Screaming?” “Yes, me,” I hissed out but I actually loved that my story was funny to make her laugh this hard. It'd be frustrating for me but seeing her laugh warmed my heart.. “Like a fool. In the toilet.” I shook my head, crossing my arms. “I’m never living this down, am I?” “Nope,” she said, still laughing. “Never.” I tried to hold my pout, but seeing her laugh like that full, head back, shoulders shaking, I couldn’t help but smile.

Attempting to compose myself, I cleared my throat and tried to suppress the chuckles that threatened to resurface. However, as I glanced at Axel's bewildered expression, the laughter bubbled up inside me, making it impossible to keep a straight face. "What's wrong, Leah? Are you okay?" Axel's worried voice filled the room, but I couldn't help but burst into another fit of laughter. "Have you been infected with the laughing syndrome?" he asked, trying to lighten the mood.