Subaru Crying Novels & Stories

Cars are driving fast over roads and different painted roofs and rooftops are visible. I took a sip from my canned beer. I continued to stare at the view when I heard a sob. I look at my companion who is now using a hanky to wipe her tears from her blue eyes. “You are such a cry, baby,” I teased. She snorts and give me a middle finger. “Eh, says the one who cries over boys,” she countered. I glared at her. She smiled at me and then wiggle her brows. “Fuck off.”

A solitary tear, a poignant teardrop, escaped Levi's eyes, marking an acknowledgment of loss and an expression of the profound emotions coursing through him. In the somber scene, the arena transformed into a theater of mourning. Sebastian's grip tightened, a futile attempt to hold on to the slipping moments. The air seemed heavy with grief, the silence punctuated only by the stifled sobs and the echoes of the emotional storm that raged within.

Aaron tries to pull him. "No I like this car, let me drive huahahhh this is so fun" ryan drives the car toy and makes fun. "Argh you idiot go sit in your car and drive" Aaron was Frustrated. Hope eyes travels to babyboy, tears filled in his eyes. "NO!NO! don't cry baby" Before she consoles him, Babyboy starts crying loudly. "Daddy, my car. Daddy" Babyboy screams. Babyboy's daddy came running to him.

“ 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 .

“It's all my fault. Everything that happened to you is my fault; I should be the one dead. I'll never be happy, I promise to never be happy.” Tears kept streaming down my face, a quiet, soundless waterfall of sorrow. My body shook slightly, but my mouth was clamped shut, stifling any audible sobs. I cried silently, hiding my pain from the world, as if afraid to let others see the depth of my emotions. Each tear that fell was a testament to the weight I carried, a physical manifestation of the grief, hurt, or frustration that had become too much to bear. My eyes, red-rimmed and puffy, were the only giveaway, a window to the storm raging within.

"I don't even know what I'm doing anymore." Sebastian, having held up his walls for months, finally lets them crash down. He begins to cry; he begins to weep. At first, he's too proud to let me see him cry, so he covers his eyes with his hand as the pained sounds escape his chest. All I can manage to do is sit next to him and let him cry. But I want to do more. I need to do more.

My screams grow louder, filling the silence, as my heart pounds ferociously in my chest. My throat burns from the tears and the raw screams that escape me, and in that moment, I realize I have more tears inside me than words to express my pain. So, I cry. I cry until my eyes feel heavy and no more tears can flow. I’m not just crying for Richie; I’m crying for myself, for my dad, and for every single thing that has been weighing heavily on my heart. Each sob feels like a release, an acknowledgment of the struggles I’ve been facing, and I allow myself to feel every bit of it.

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.

Sebastian grabs his head. “I’m playing!” She claps her hands. “Have you got a police car to play with?” Sebastian screamed out and gritted his teeth, looking at her making a scene and forgetting for a second that she was drunk. “Mummy!” She cried out while sitting on the roof of the car, folding her legs like a baby. Sebastian looks at her with wide eyes. “Why are you crying now?” “You are yelling at me, mummy, daddy, brother, and grandpa!” She cried out so loud but tears wouldn’t come out, hahaha!

I gave that up. I close my eyes, desperate not to let the tears filling them escape. I fail. They slip out, trail down my cheeks, fall from my face. I hold in the sob for as long as I can, lips quivering, chesttrembling, hands balled into fists. But I lose that battle too. The cry wretches itself up my throat, over my tongue, past my lips. At the last moment, I turn it into a scream. "Ah!!"