We Don T Cry Out Loud Novels & Stories

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His line rang in my ear. He picked up in one ring. "You just sent me a text," he said. I tapped once. I heard the faint sound of him reading it. My name is Ava Arande. I'm mute. I can hear everything you say. I'll communicate by text while we talk. Please don't hang up. A beat of silence. "That's an unusual request." I was already typing the next message and I sent it. Most of my requests are unusual, that's not the one you should be focusing on right now.

“Or, is it because of the fact that you’re a man?” “Of course not. I’m not a toxic masculinity kind of person. I just never get overwhelmed to the extent of wanting to shed tears, but that’s just me. It’s okay for anyone to cry whenever they get the urge to.” I explained, purposely omitting the fact that I don’t shed tears at all because I don’t even know how to any longer. “What do you do when you’re overwhelmed? When you need some sort of outlet.” Most times, I go to the club, get lose and fuck a girl into the night.

Completely and utterly alone. I didn’t scream. I wanted to. The urge to cry out was there, a desperate, primal scream that clawed at my throat, begging to be freed. But I couldn’t. It was as though the very act of screaming had been stolen from me, just like everything else. My voice, once a source of defiance, had become a hollow memory. The sound of my own silence echoed louder than anything I could’ve said. I couldn’t. I couldn’t scream. I couldn’t fight. I couldn’t even cry aloud.

I struggled to talk still bursting in tears. “He’s dead” Ten slowly said standing beside Jack who had his finger on Mesmick’s cold hand. “No” he slowly said while moving back with his eyes widen. “HE CAN’T BE! NO! NO!” Everyone stood under the dark night with their heads down and tears runing down their faces. “NO!” Jack screamed crazily in pain.

“Don’t be such a crybaby.” His tone softened, though frustration still lingered. “Listen, I know you’re scared. I am too, okay? But crying like this? It’s not going to get us out of here.” The younger boy hiccupped, his face a mess of tears and snot. “I want to go home,” he whispered, his voice filled with despair. “Me too,” the older boy said, his voice steady now. “But you need to stop crying. If they hear you, it’ll only make things worse for both of us. Do you understand? You don’t want them to beat us up, do you?”

Trix added to Schina’s statement. “Don’t mind me, let me cr—y for this time,” Aicko begs to her two friends. “That’s enough, AC! You have been crying for too long,” Schina strictly ask her to stop crying. She pitifully glances at her friends, “am I not allowed to cry too?” She sadly asks them. “We are not saying that, we just want you to know that crying is good but not all the time,” Schina replied to her query.

Lily immediately shook her head. Fair. "No." Reasonable. The declaration of war. God. Instantly. Fair. Peanut's face changed. Reasonable. Slowly. God. Dangerously. Fair. Then came the cry. Reasonable honestly. The offended cry. God. The betrayed cry. Fair. The cry of someone denied justice. Reasonable. Lily froze. God. Then looked around. Fair. Confused. Reasonable. "Why she crying?" God. The audacity. Fair.

I pleaded with a small voice I doubt he heard. “DO NOT CRY.” He hissed and I pressed my lips into a thin line not to let out a sob and tried my best to stop my tears from falling, but I am failing. “I SAID DO NOT CRY!” I had to close my eyes tightly at the loudness of his shout. I pressed myself on the corner more as if it could engulf and protect me from this raging Alpha in front of me. “Yes. Yes, Alpha. Antheia won’t cry. I won’t cry. Antheia won’t cry.” I replied repeatedly until my voice went quieter, reminding and convincing myself not to cry.

Alpha King Vixen mocked. Everyone could only keep their mouths shut. None knows if this is for agony or freedom but... A loud cry was heard!