Tears In My Pillow Novels & Stories

But I'd rather not tell her the reason I'm like this all of a sudden. So I barely nod before making my way to my corner of our room. Tossing my phone onto the bed, I flop down and bury my face in my pillow, tears spilling freely like spring water.

“That is all I can promise right now.” I nod slowly. Tears slip down my face. They run into my hair on the pillow. He rolls off me. He pulls me close against his chest. I lie there quietly. I stare at the blank wall. Disgust curls tight in my stomach. It feels so thick I can almost taste it in my mouth.

Why can't I just have a moment of peace without all these worries weighing me down? I grab my phone and text Adam that the deal is off, my vision blurred by tears. I bury my face in my pillow, crying like a child, the sobs wracking my body in waves of anguish.

Then everything came crashing in. The lies. The fear. The constant running. A shaky breath left me as I rolled onto my side, burying my face into the pillow. My hands clenched the fabric as the pressure in my chest finally broke. A quiet sob slipped out before I could stop it, and another. I pressed my face deeper into the pillow, trying to muffle the sound, but it didn’t matter. The tears came anyway, hot and relentless, soaking into the fabric as everything I had been holding back spilled out.

Victorious. The door closed behind them. Silence filled the room. I lay back slowly on the bed. My body felt drained. Empty. Weak. Hot tears rolled down the sides of my face into my hair. I closed my eyes tightly, but that didn’t stop the tears. My hands clenched the bedsheet until my knuckles turned white. The image of my child flashed in my mind. The tiny kicks. The promises I made. All gone. And the man who should have been my shield stood against me.

I hate how emotional I feel, how exposed and stupid. I crawl into bed, pulling the blanket up to my chin. The sheets are cold. I miss his warmth. That’s what finally breaks me. My throat tightens, and before I can stop it, tears spill over. I press my face into the pillow, trying to muffle the sound, but it doesn’t matter. No one’s here to hear me. I curl onto my side, hugging the blanket to my chest like it can hold me together. My breathing comes in shaky bursts, and the more I try to stop crying, the harder it is to stop.

So with every ounce of my strength, I dragged his unconscious body outside before collapsing beside him. I woke up in the hospital with a permanent burn scar on the back of my neck. Back then, I only had one thought. "At least Judd's okay." It never crossed my mind that he would mistake Megan for his savior, or that we would end up here. My silence seemed to give him the answer he needed. Tears began streaming down his face as he covered his eyes, and his shoulders shook violently. "I'm so sorry… I had no idea…" After crying for a while, he looked up with a strange glint in his eyes.

That seems to be the only reason I would be conversing with someone with apparent malicious intent towards me. Crawling to the bed, I grabbed a pillow and screamed into it. All of my insides felt as if they would rip apart. Tears pinched my eyes painfully. Burying my face in the pillow, I fought back the tears. Can’t even tell why I feel so helpless. I am just so overwhelmed with emotions that I need something to ease me out of the lousy state I am in.

To him, I was just another person he could ignore. I walked over to the couch and sat down, hugging a pillow. The room was so quiet I could hear my own breathing. I tried to keep it steady, but my chest hurt. I felt tears filling up in my eyes, and I knew I couldn’t hold them back. It was too much. I was tired of being strong all the time. I buried my face in the pillow and let the tears fall.

Moonlight spilled through the sheer curtains, casting a ghostly glow across the room, adding an ethereal touch to the somber atmosphere. I collapsed onto the edge of my bed, my body trembling with a mixture of exhaustion and raw emotions. The tears that had been threatening to spill finally broke free, cascading down my cheeks in an unbridled torrent. Sobs wracked my body, echoing through the quiet room, as if the pain within me sought solace in the release of sound.