Zay Flowers Crying Novels & Stories

I stop gazing at her afriad to move another inch. " Why did you never come back to me, You left me to the darkness," her soft sweet voice asks, as her body doubles over in pain. I watched horrified as she falls over onto the rocky ground, a black with purple flower slipping form her grasp landing next to her on the rocks. Moving with everything I have sweeping her into my arms, as the fragance of the flower reaches my nose I grasp her tighter. She turns her head to look at me, gurgling as she tried to say something. I watch as fear crosses over her eyes and I hear her heart beat stop as she takes her last breath.

“Spare me the bulshit, you are a wildflower and Caleb is too soft for your type.” “And you know my type right.” she furrowed her brows, angry that he might be right “Allow me to give you the excitement you crave. Give me your number and I will call you.” “No.” Caleb reappeared and held Zoey's hands “we have to keep going to avoid being late for class.” He said and started walking away. “Hope to see you soon, Zoey,” Philip called out and left Zoey ignored him and walked away with Caleb, but she was shaken within. He was Caleb's lecturer and she had sex with him. But excitement bubbled within her, their one night together was still fresh in her mind.

I licked my lips and looked between all of them before looking at Luke with a blank and emotionless face, "He's drunk and coping because he's in pain. It's normal. Give him space because he's fine, just will be very hungover tomorrow." I turned to look at Ezra before anyone could say anything, "Drive me home, please?" Ezra nodded, not asking any questions because he could easily see I wasn't really okay right now. He grabbed his keys from the coffee table and walked over to me. "Tiff," Jade stopped me when I had turned to leave. "What happened? Are you okay?" "Princess," Luke said softly, sadness seeping through his tone. "What did Noah say to you?" I shook my head softly, "Nothing. I just s

Will hugged him back as he felt the back of his throat burn up. "My god." Zayn sighed as he wiped the tears off his eyes, his words now coming back to him. His eyes danced around and he felt his heart crumble painfully. "I'm sorry. I really am." he muttered and Will found his hands clentch down on Zayn's cloth.

What was wrong with her? Zia leaned her head against the door and closed her eyes. It was then when a tear fell from her eyes, she realised she was crying but why? Why was she crying when she should be happy? Those moments when he didn't even look at her started reflecting in front of her closed eyes and it hurted her even more. No…this was not right. She was again thinking like a psycho. It needed to get out of her head. Zia wiped her eyes and took out her phone from her pocket. She dialled Dylan's number because she was believing that if she would talk to him then she would forget about whatever that just had happened in the hall a little while ago.

She was as beautiful as the rose in front of her. She took out an envelope containing different photos of different people in it, she stared at the image with a mixture of rage and disgust. “Revenge!!!“ She yelled as she fell to the ground crying” “I'll neither sleep nor rest until you all are dead!!”

Everything but you leaving me. Never. Never before have I felt so humiliated and despised and worthless. This entire sensation was alien to me. And it was none other than the love of my life who was making me feel this way. But I was willing to put up with all of it if that meant having her by my side forever. "Flower..." I called out to her in a pleading whisper. And, as if she had finally decided to be merciful to my wounded soul. Yhe doors opened, as flowers rained down creating a path for her to walk on.

It was a knife pressed to my throat, only this time it was me instead of Yara. I did not want to cry. But I did not expect Zayn to admit that I was his fiancee only when using me as a substitute for Yara. I was afraid to die. Even though I had never cried over Zayn’s rejection before, I could not stop the tears from spilling out. Zayn froze for a moment when he saw me cry. Yara also noticed it. She gritted her teeth and shouted, “Ms. Walker, don’t worry! The police are coming soon!”

O V "What just happened? I thought Madinah would be calm instead. Since most women love flowers, don't they? Whether black or white, Flowers tend to heal wounds better than words and drugs..." Zayd said to himself and woke up from the dream of it. "She must accept this. I'll make sure of that." He promised himself again. He picked the rose and ran after her. Zayd wouldn't want his one-time-opportunity with his Deenah to end in vain.

She finally bursted into tears. It wasn't just because of Wright's treachery and betrayal, it wasn't because she wasn't strong enough, but it was tears she's been trying to hold in these past few years. Her pack… her family… her mom, her father, her older brother… none of them deserved what happened to them- None of them deserved to be sacrificed for the greed of some higher up. She was crying so profusely, it actually flustered Zayn. He doesn't know how to comfort people, he didn't expect her to cry this much. His hand moved towards her and he patted her back, and then she hugged him out of the blue.