Subaru Cries Novels & Stories

================ Isabella “SHIT! SHIT! SHIT! SHIT!” I cry, my hands now gripping at the steering wheel of my car, my little red sports car racing towards the outskirts of town as I hastily head for home, the need to grab my stuff and run now kicking in the minute I see my tiny little house come into view.

"You think werewolf prison was bad? Your own family wanted you dead.” Alex glanced at her again, expecting her to cry, to break down. But she didn’t. She was perfectly still. Her calm expression infuriated him. “Why aren’t you surprised?” he screamed. “Why aren’t you crying? Cry, damn it! "You should be crying!” His hands clenched the steering wheel. Each time his fury built, he slammed the gas pedal harder, forcing the SUV to fly faster. The tires squealed again, and the car swerved. Other vehicles pulled over or fled the road entirely. Some people abandoned their cars and ran away. “I told you to cry!” Alex shouted, his face twisting in rage.

“Bring me another damnnn car!” Max drove speedily away his whole body shaking as he held the wheel. He was so annoyed with himself that he could barely keep it together. Flashes of their moments rushed in faster than the speed of the car. He made a sharp stop and jumped out slamming the door hard. “Kristeennnnnnn!” he shouted her name so loud it tore out of him. He dropped to his knees his whole body trembling as he began to cry heavily. “I have failed you I have failed you” he kept saying through the tears.

Luna gripped the steering wheel tightly, tears that she had been holding back finally streaming down her cheeks. "Fucking..." Luna muttered, striking the steering wheel in frustration. Luna couldn't believe that Lucas would play her like this. He should have come, even if only to apologize to her. No matter how many curses Luna muttered, she couldn't shake off the shock and hurt of being stood up. Tears pooled in her eyes, slightly blurring her vision, but it didn't stop her from pressing harder on the gas pedal, speeding even faster. She was nearly on the verge of crashing into a parked car on the side of the road, but it seemed that fear wasn't registering with Luna at the moment.

"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!"

Olivia I tightened my grip on the steering wheel and turned the ignition again. The engine sputtered violently before dying with a pathetic cough. “No. Absolutely not today,” I groaned, smacking the dashboard. “You cannot do this to me right now.” The ancient Honda had been barely surviving for months. Every strange noise, every flickering light, every shaky start felt like a warning that the car’s final breath was coming soon. Unfortunately for me, I couldn’t afford for today to be that day.

damn, I'm gonna cry "I don't know how my supposed called mate had the guts to fucking treat me like that,you even hit me,treyson, that is so fucking unbelievable,it's coming from you and it hurts so fucking much"I began to cry,my head began to ache,it echos,same thing again,it hurts "I'm sorry"he apologized "Your apology doesn't fixed my lost powers! And if you think being some stupid hybrid fix me,that's a fucking lie"I said crying as I walked outside, sitting on floor, crying my pains all out.my head and heart fucking hurts so much,even I can't explain

I have been. She signed her eyes and took a deep breath when I felt a person beside her. "Come on I'm living. I mean it's very funny to see me cry and gets it." She said, signing. Touch his shoulder sheep into the back. "Do not touch me!" Suspened, looking at a schedule. This reaction has not been expected. One minute drove the car and in the next minute smiled happy one that his dream of his dreams was next to him but now crying and did not know the reason. "Tell me at least why do you cry?" He asked. It was quite masked. He did not know the error that you made. "First, lead this way and encourage me and then laugh and smile because I'm not strong enough to accept a" small "joint". "I will

The thin papers crumpled in his hold. A few silent tears fell on the back of his hand. At last, his final defense was breached. He held his head and started crying. The dark basement was full of his sobs. He got into his car and could not stop crying even as he ran the red lights.

I walked out of the meeting room, leaving behind a chorus of despair and panic. Some cried, "No, Ms. Cooper!" while others shouted, "This is all your fault, Keira!" A full-blown internal conflict had erupted, triggered by the fear of losing their paychecks. I returned to my office and locked the door. Outside, the cries, curses, and pounding on the door shook the floor like an earthquake. "Ms. Cooper, I was wrong! Please don't shut down the daycare!"