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

Just as he was about to turn, I hid behind the wall as I placed my hand to my chest, tears streaming down my cheeks as I tried to blink them back in, but it wasn’t helping. It felt like the more I tried to keep the tears in, the more they streamed down my cheeks. My heart was racing, it felt like I couldn’t breathe, and I felt like I was choking on my own tears. I held my stomach as I closed my eyes, more tears streaming down my cheeks. “I’m sorry, baby. I am sorry. Mummy is really sorry.” I said as I bent, bowing my head in arm as more tears streamed down my cheeks.

Please don’t let this man ra** me! The hot tears that I was trying so hard to not let them fall, ignored my pleas and started flowing down my cheeks. He stopped what he was doing, getting his weight off my body. For a minute, I thought that he was going to leave me alone, but boy was I wrong. I was stunned when his frame stopped besides me, his hands stretched out, wiping the tears that had managed to escape, furthering my disgust.

They were already hurting earlier, but the pain right now became unbearable. I lowered my head and glued my eyes to the floor. Tears started forming on the sides of my eyes. Unlike what I usually do and if I can, I always try to stop them from crawling down my cheeks. However, this time, I feel like my lungs are running out of air if I won't let them out. I watch as my tears drop on the floor. A pair of black shoes stopped right in front of me. I lift my eyes with a blurry sight. I blink the tears away to have a clear sight of who's in front of me.

I push myself to a sitting position. "I can't tell that's not what you want." He says as he sits back on the seat. "I don't want to force you into anything you don't want to do. Besides, that's not how this works. If you don't want what I am offering it's expected that I should stop offering, hence the avoidance." My lower jaw suddenly starts hurting and I know I am going to cry. My lower jaw only hurts when I am trying to stop myself from crying. Why am I crying? I know exactly why. My mouth falls open and I burst into tears. A full-on sob, I can even control it. I try to stop it but my cries just worsen as the tears pour down my lips.

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.