You Can't Stop The Tears From Falling Down Novels & Stories

Ana runs to me and kneels beside me. Some have control over their tears, others force them to cry. My case is contradictory, I am simply trying to stop crying. There are no sobs, there are no screams, there are just tears of pain. There are pains in the form of crying, in the form of tears, those that flood inside with sorrow and outside with water. These are the worst.

I wanted to scream it out loud, I would never, never draw again but I couldn't get even a word out. The tears start falling from my eyes when I felt something touch against my skin.

SCARLETT Leaning against the shower wall, I feel the tears streaming down my face, hot and relentless. My hand instinctively clamps over my mouth in a feeble attempt to muffle my sobs, but they still spill through unabated. I can’t seem to stop crying, and I don’t know how long I’ve been here. All I know is that I can’t get out until the tears subside, but that doesn’t seem to be happening anytime soon.

But it doesn't look like he would leave anytime soon! Sighing sadly, my head slumped down as I sniffed. I tried to hold the tears threatening to fall, but it still escaped anyway, falling onto my wounded cheek making me wince in pain. The tears was just adding more pain, but I couldn't stop it. It just kept coming and I tried my best to keep it low, so as not to draw his attention.

I stated; my voice had lost its usual vibrant edge. Luca jerked back lightly before leaning in again. I recounted everything—excluding the blackmail; I just couldn’t bring myself to tell him. Another wave of tears poured down my eyes. “I’m so sorry, my tears won’t just... I mean. I shouldn’t,” I apologized, unable to find the right words. “My emotions are just everywhere, and I can’t stop crying.” My pains had me at a chokehold. "Oh, stop coming out, you stupid tears,” I muttered, appealing with my tears to stop spilling out, but it was as though they had a mind of their own as they kept sprinting down my cheeks.

But I… I can’t even think that. Because tears start streaming down cheeks. And as long as the rain pours, my tears pour too.

Every time Zoey felt like the world was grinding her down, Laurence would infuriate her to the point of tears. In an instant, tears welled in her eyes. This instinct wasn’t something that she could control through sheer willpower. Hurt, pain, and grief pulled mercilessly at her with taut strings. All Zoey could do was try to stop her tears from falling. She looked up, attempting to will those humiliating tears back. She felt like her teeth were about to be worn down from how tight she clenched them. But at last, the tears streamed down her face like lines of pearls. Soon, her face was completely damp.

Nothing made sense, and soon my breath was coming in fast and tears were streaming down my face. It was happening, and this time I couldn't stop it anymore.

I can’t help my tears falling down my cheek. “Look at that, your daughter is crying because of you!”

Tears falling like an neverending waterfall from my eyes. I didn't have to mindlink my father, he already knewn she was gone by the snapping of the mate bond, letting him known she was dead. The screams I heard from my father that night were sounds you would never think a grown man could make. His screams mirroring that of a banshee, ear piercing cries rang through out the bathroom, bouncing off the silver tile walls.