Subaru Cries Novels & Stories

The driver who had noticed me crying since, stared at me through the center mirror. When I noticed how his gaze was fixed on me, I hissed. "Stop staring at me and instead focus on the road. I wouldn't be responsible for any accident " He harrumphed and adjusted his cap. "I am sorry for staring. It is just that it had been a while since I saw someone crying like this in the car and I can't help but be pitiful towards you. Your crying in the car reminds me of when I met my late wife, she was crying in the cab too, and seeing you reminds me of her. I don't know the reason why you are crying but please have it in the back of your mind that things are going to be fine "

Immediately, Cris is up and turning on the bedside lamp. "What is it, Carina? What's wrong?" "M... My sto... mach... hurts" "Your stomach?" he rips the sheets away and curses "Fuck!" then he's out of bed, running to the bathroom. He comes back with a towel which he presses between my legs while he reaches for his phone "Fabian, get the car and meet me upfront" "Cris..."

I heard my subconscious screaming " You are crying, because it was your fault! You are crying, because you killed her!"

“ Why are you crying ? “ asked mr Maurizio wen he saw his wife sobbing . Madam Carla turned her face towards her husband’s worried expression annoyed . “ I am looking at my baby’s photos . My baby who didn’t want to meet me because of you . My baby whose life got ruined because of you . “ said madam Carla angry with teary eyes . Mr Maurizio looked at his wife surprised as he never expected her to be so angry . He had never seen her be so angry before . “ Carla……I… “ said Maurizio taken aback from her anger and tears . “ I don’t wanna talk to you . I don’t even wanna see you until this mess is fixed . Until you fix the peaceful life of my son which you ruined . “ said madam Carla angrily .

I try to move, but my legs betray me, and I collapse to the floor. I fall to my knees where my chest tightens painfully, and my mouth quivers as I try to hold back the sobs, but I fail. A wretched sound escapes me—a cry so raw, so deep that it feels like it’s coming from my very soul. I bury my hands into the thick rug beneath me, gripping it as if it could somehow anchor me. But nothing stops the flood. The tears blind me, my vision blurs as the sobs wrack through me. I dig my face into my palms, trying to muffle the sound, but I cannot contain it. My entire body trembles uncontrollably. I cry until there’s nothing left inside me but the hollow ache of loss. This is the moment—this is where

“What have I done?” Are those tears running down his face…? Aronohai Miyamura is crying? What in the world…? “W-What is wrong with you?…”.

I felt a pang of hurt hearing his cry's but shrugged it off. "Mommy....Mommy" he cried. I tightly closed my eyes and reopened them, getting into my car. I took off my sunglasses and restarted my car. I took a last glance at the park and saw the kid with red eyes and tears falling out of his eyes, his arms reaching out for me as he cried madly while Atlas tried to calm him down.

Dean's sorrow overflowed as he punced the steering wheel, his shouts of frustration filling the car. Tears streamed down his face, his cries echoing in the empty vehicle. In a fit of rage, Dean stomped on the gas pedal, his car speeding down the road. Tears blurred his vision as he disregarded the red light ahead, consumed by his father's haunting words.

Damian POV She started crying immediately t‌h‌e car door slams shu‌t they were not q‌uiet t⁠ears or the kind so‌meone tries‌ to swal‍low, she‌ breakdown completely and the so‍und of it f‍ills the car completely sha‌rp, panic‌ked sobs that‌ claw at the inside of my skull. “Jesus Christ,”⁠ I mutter, m‌y hands t⁠ightening‍ around the steering whe‌el un⁠til my knuckles pale. “You have a damn child?”

I felt somewhat relieved in my heart when I heard Sir’s voice. “What are you doing around……. Are you okay?” I turned to look at him with tears on my face, “Why are you crying?” I burst into another round of tears, “My car brake isn’t working, I can’t stop!!” I screamed as I hit the steering wheel. “Inaya, calm down…” I stepped on the brake, “How can you tell me to be calm!! The brake isn’t working, I don’t know where I am, I can’t think straight,” all my emotions, pent up anger, poured out in tears, and came rolling down my face.