We've updated our Content Guidelines.
Review the latest guidelines to keep sharing stories safely.
Happy Tears Do NOT Exist

Happy Tears Do NOT Exist

  • WpView
    Reads 41
  • WpVote
    Votes 2
  • WpPart
    Parts 2
WpMetadataReadOngoing<5 mins
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sun, Jul 27, 2014
WpInfo
Fiction
Romance
"Hi my name is Brianna, and I believe that happy tears do not exist, well maybe it's because I haven't had one since.. when was it? ... oh yeh .. never, being bullied and getting hit by my own parents ? yeah, that's my life alright .. no one cares about me! me being loved? hahaha! nice joke! "
All Rights Reserved
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
Illustration

You may also like

  • Premeditated Pseudonym
  • From Rejected to Rogue
  • Wolves Den
  • Bully Proof
  • Buried Emotions
  • My Abusive Mate
  • Alleys.
  • Not Your Luna (Formerly His Rogue Luna)
  • I'm Sorry, Again | E.D
  • Broken bond

Taylor and Chelsea's marriage were on the rocks. Chelsea had pushed her spouse too far away for comfort and he was getting on her last nerve. Chelsea went to her parent's home during the seperation, but things got weird when Taylor stopped replying to her messages. When Chelsea returned home there was nothing left to call home and worst yet, nothing left to call a marriage. This is the story of a couple, from both points of view, as their journey takes them through places, people and situations they never imagined would occur in their lifetime. * * * Pseudonym (a) A name that differs from the original. (b) Fake identity. * * * "I decided to peep at Taylor's social media one more time to see his last active moments, but it still didn't show. This was one of the longest, he stayed without messaging me or calling. Morning came quicker than expected. I gained some well deserved rest though. The first thing I did, was reach for my phone. Taylor still hadn't called or texted me and it's been two days. I rang his phone again, but it went straight to voicemail. I couldn't take it any more, my mind began to race, thinking he had someone else besides me. I immediately started putting up and tagging him in some hateful statuses. What I didn't say was what I forgot, and trust me, I said a mouthful. Under all of my hateful statuses. His friends just laughed but didn't comment. Suddenly I got a message in my inbox. " [#41 in firstperson May 2019] [#1 in pseudonym May 2019]

More details
WpActionLinkContent Guidelines