Too Many Tears Novels & Stories

It was then that all her memories of before came tumbling in her head. Her body then slides down to the white-tiled that was floor of the bathroom. Her head resting on the cabinet that the sink was in. she began to cry hot and angry tears. But what is done is done. Plus it was only time before he would have claimed her anyways. But still, she had hoped that they could start an actual relationship beforehand.

I stood silently crying in front of the single stall restroom, the door was locked and there were no windows. For the past hour I had been trying to convince myself that Adam really didn’t mean what he’d said in a bad way, I mean maybe I was being too loud and obnoxious. He most likely meant to save me from further humiliation on my birthday. With a sad smile I gazed on at my hunched over reflection, my teary eyes barely able to make out the black streaks running down my face but not blurry enough to cover up how red my cheeks were.

he says quietly, stepping aside to let me pass. I stand there for a moment, breathing through the ache in my chest before I start moving again. Rena appears at the corner, her mouth parting as if to speak, but I walk past her without a word, my steps heavy as I climb the stairs. By the time I reach my room and close the door behind me, everything I’ve been holding in finally breaks. My knees give way, and I sink to the floor, silent tears streaming down my face. I press my hand over my mouth to stop the sobs from escaping, but the pain rips through me anyway — quiet, raw, unbearable.

"Tristan, can you give me another chance? I made a mistake. I really did! "I really don't want to lose you because of that jerk. If you give me another chance, I promise I'll make it up to you in the future." I sighed and looked at her. "There are some things that can never return to the way they were. If a simple apology could solve the problem, there wouldn't be so many tragedies in the world." I closed the door without hesitation. No matter how much Callista banged on it, I did not open it again. After half an hour, the sound of Callista's voice outside finally died down, and I received a message from her, saying, "I'll make it up to you for what happened with Jeffrey!"

I cant believe… With that, tears fell from my eyes but then this time… it isn’t bound by sadness. This tears is… the tears of happiness.

I let out a shaky laugh, dragging a hand through my hair as I turn slightly, like I don't know where to look at. Damn it. I press my lips together, trying to hold it in. I don’t cry. I don’t want to cry, but it's already too late. My chest rises sharply, and something inside me just… breaks open. Years. It feels like years since I’ve felt anything like this. It's been years since I've felt this warm, this full, this……wanted. A tear slips out before I can stop it. Then another. I let out a shaky breath, dragging a hand across my face quickly.

Abran stands and walks towards me, stopping as he reaches out to place a loose strand of hair behind my ear. “Be well” I nod as a lone tear escapes down my face as he walks out the door and out of my life for the last time. I turn and walk towards the bathroom, remembering my towel this time. As soon as I turn on the shower, my tears begin to fall. Masked by the shower I fall to the bottom and weep. I grieve for the life I thought I was going to have, for the girl who spent years trying to make herself something she isn’t. I don’t know how long I have been sitting on the floor of the shower crying, but my tears have finally run dry when I hear a soft knock on the door. “Amelia” I instantly k

"Ismael Kiplimo!" He witnessed a shocked frightened look in her eyes. A shock of realization. Tears welled up in her eyes. It was obvious she was going to cry. She shrank down the couch and lowered her eyes covering them with a leso and broke into tears. She shamelessly cried like a little kid. Mary crossed over to comfort her. "Don't cry sis. It is alright."

Through the rearview mirror, her figure grew smaller and smaller. At first, she hurried away in quick little steps. Then she broke into a run, her high heels striking the pavement faster and faster. Only then did my composure finally shatter. Covering my face, I let the tears spill through my fingers. The direction Delilah was running was the exact opposite of the road that led home. The path that was supposed to lead us to happiness had ultimately fallen apart because of betrayal.

" I said as I packed our stuffs making Bell confused. "Theo. Talk to me what's wrong? What's happening?" She asked as she stood watching me move from the cabinets to our suitcase. I didn't answer so she stood in front of me and made me look into her eyes. "Teddy tell me what's wrong?" She asked gently and before I knew it something came out of my eyes. The tears kept on flowing and I touched them and looked at Bell. "What are these? Why is it so good yet so painful?" "Oh baby. Those are called tears and they come out when we are in so much pain that we can't endure it anymore." She said making me hug her.