Try Not To Cry Novels & Stories

She rocked herself, trying desperately not to start crying all over again. “Hey hey, look at me.” He made her face him, “Don’t try to hold it in. You don’t have to be strong for anyone. All those tears you’re keeping back let it all out. If you don’t let yourself cry at his funeral I don’t think you’d be happy with yourself once it’s over. Also, he would be very sad with you for not crying when you need to. Remember how upset he’d get when you tried not to cry in front of him?”

I sat on top of the car, and I could hear him cussing me out inside. I thought, "Austin, even if I survived the mountains, I would be resting in bed from the shock. I wouldn't have the energy to bring up a divorce." After my death, my body could no longer produce tears. Still, I touched my dry eyes as I yelled into the night. I called Austin a jerk, but only I could hear my own voice. Luna chuckled like she had just won a battle. "Let's drink! Forget about Ruby. I've called Howard and the others to join us. Let's drink until we pass out!"

I whisper, holding back my tears. He doesn't want to see me crying, that is for sure. I must hold back my tears because for him, tears is a sign of weakness. I shouldn't cry no matter how I wanted to cry right now. Even with my state, I should stay rational. Crying in front of him will never make him pleased. Don't cry Herravie...

The feeling of being rescued from drowning. "You can cry, and cry. If you want to cry, just cry. No one's gonna judge you for that. If you feel pain again, it's okay, let it out, suit yourself. Let yourself have its satisfaction. But after that, remember those pain. Learn from it. And promise yourself not to let that pain again. Don't let anyone hurt you again. Don't let them make you feel that again. Remember all of those times that you've cried. It will make you stronger."

“Never stutter when you speak to her. Don’t even show any sign of wanting to cry when she insults or calls you names.” I swallowed hard. “That seems harder than fighting. It hurts when I hear bad words from her. Tears just…” “What a load of crap.” He circled me slowly. “You should only shed tears when she's dead, kidnapped, or you are rejected. Do you think it's good to look at a male who cries at every insult?” “I...." “You came here sobbing like a she-wolf. That only doesn't sit well with a lot of females. You should know when to uphold yourself and when to cry.”

I inhaled deeply as the heavy feeling lifted. A good cry was all I had to do. But unfortunately, it had to be witnessed by my number one enemy. I wiped the tears from my eyes and smiled sadly. I had no regrets even if he saw me weak. It's okay. If he teased me because of my crying session earlier, all I had to do was give him a smart reply and he would be annoyed. We will fight. And the cycle continues. "You don't have to say I'm ugly right now. No one who just cried is still pretty," I declared. “For this evening, will you please keep your mouth shut and pretend that you have not seen me cry? Please don’t tell my stepbrothers about this.”

Just me, alone and dreaming in a boat. I stifled a sigh and forced the tears back. I hadn't cried yet and I wasn't about to now. Crying didn't solve anything. Crying was for when things were finished and safe. Crying was for when there was nothing else to do. I wasn't finished yet. Leo wasn't finished yet. So I wasn't crying yet.

There is no way to turn back, because it's not going to happen ever. I slowly used my thumb to wipe my tears,as I tried to sleep off. But somehow the more I tried to sleep the more I was having the urge to cry, but I don't think it's a good idea to cry, since I wasn't in my room, but rather I was with Hunter. I don't really want my eyes to be swollen in the morning, so I better not cry any further, but rather I should control my tears, and try to act like I already was, even though I wasn't really alright Even for a bit.

Tears wanted to fall from my eyes, but I have tried my best to control it from falling down. I don't want to cry in front of him nor let him know that I was still affected by him. The game that he's playing now, I was able to play it without losing it. Jace can't make me fall down.

She wasn't here. "It's okay to be mad at yourself," Craig went on. "Your transgressions are great. It's okay to cry. Men have feelings too. You can mourn the loss of your friend and Guardian by crying. It's better when you do. Crying helps to ease the pressure, so cry. I'll turn away if you don't want to do it in front of me. But, don't keep in the pain anymore." It was not so easy. I wished the tears would come.