As Soon As My Heart Stops Breaking Novels & Stories

Not like this. But to look at her now, unconscious, fragile, hardly breathing, something in me broke. I scooped her up into my arms, cradling her against me. She was so light. Too light. I swallowed. Damn it, Adeline. I had closed her out to break her. But maybe… just maybe… I'm the one who's broken instead. I tightened my arms around Adeline's limp body, my heart racing in my chest. "Stop teasing me," I muttered, rocking her gently. "Just wake up."

"Zane, listen to me… " "No! He's dying and it's all my fault!" The words erupted out of me, loud and messy, completely shattering whatever restraint I had left. My chest heaved as I clutched it tightly with both hands, my fingers bunching up the torn, bloody fabric of my shirt right over my heart. The pain there wasn't metaphorical… I could literally feel it, as if my heart was breaking into billions of tiny, jagged pieces, each one scraping against my ribs every time I drew breath.

I completely forgot that people spoke their minds while intoxicated. The look that he gave me suggested that if there was even the slightest possibility of him forgiving me before she came in, it was all gone now. “I’ll see you during the game, Blake. And my request from earlier still stands: let’s break up.” I had heard others talk about heartbreak that was crippling and I thought they were just exaggerating. In that moment though, when the love of my life stormed out of one of my best friends’ kitchen, I understood what it meant to be paralyzed by a heart that was shattering into a million irreparable pieces and not be able to do a damn thing about it.

It feels like death, just the same as bereavement and in quiet moments, it chokes my breath. Only Marvis whom I loved so much could be my assassin. It takes an inside job to attack one so resilient to emotional injury. That is my heartbreak. My heart has been shattered to millions of pieces that I don't even know how to pick and gather them so I can mend it.

Now, there was only a vast, empty darkness. "Demetrius," I choked out. "What about him?" Finn asked, his voice full of panic. "His heart," I gasped, clutching my chest. "Finn, his heart... it stopped." The pain hit me then. It wasn't physical pain, but a wave of absolute cold that washed over my soul. When the bond breaks because of death, it tries to take the other person with it. I felt myself sliding. The stone floor felt like it was miles away.

My heartbreak feels cold. It's like concrete drying in my chest. Perhaps the worst part is that the heartbreak is unexpected, as is always is; top of the world one minute and cut down the next. I feel like my heart is literally cracking in two, leaving a massive, gaping hole in my chest. Tears stab at my eyes, making my vision go blurry, but Alex does not even notice, his eyes stamped onto his beautiful erasthai. I feel my heartbeat rising, and my breathing becoming shallower, but before the tears can leak from my eyes, I jump up and bolt away into the forest behind the shimmering lake. I keep running and running, sobbing quietly, before I trip and land face first onto the dusty forest floor

Meg hurried into her room, bringing her hand to her mouth to stifle her crying; she felt as if a stake was driven through her chest. She leaned on the wall allowing her body to slide until it touched the floor. Sitting there, on the floor of her chamber, she experienced the tearing pain that spread through her chest, permeating her entire being. She wondered how many times a heart could be broken and still continue to beat. The pieces to which her heart had been shattered were so numerous that it became impossible to gather all the shards, each fragment being a painful memory.

"Thank you..." When heart is broken it fallen into pieces. You feel so cold, so hopeless, and so down. You felt like you lost your happiness. It's like a fire that will burn you into ashes. The only thing you can see is darkness and emptiness. But when the pieces put back together, it forms a strong bond. It lightens up the whole world around you, and each other will feel a different kind of joy. A different kind of fire that will warm your cold and empty heart. And one kissed of love, the heart becomes whole. "You fix me my love." I whispered. He smiled and kissed me again. The End.

ϖϖϖϖϖ Nora stood frozen, her heart pounding so hard it felt louder than the silence around them. She didn’t know what to say. Didn’t know how to move. Her eyes stayed on Noah, but her thoughts scattered… replaying everything, searching for something that made sense. Nothing did. She wanted to cry, but the tears wouldn’t come. She wanted to scream, but her throat felt locked. Something inside her had cracked, and now everything felt too heavy to hold.

Please don't cry. I'm still standing in front of the closet. My feet are shaking, and my eyes are getting blurry. I can feel my heart sting. Angelica's words fall from her mouth, but my heart is the thing that's breaking into pieces even though it is still holding up to my chest. It's just that the strings of my heart cannot hold it much longer that it wants to set it free and let it go. No veins would like to keep this living machinery beat anymore. I might start giving it the benefit of the doubt. My heart should've stopped beating a long time ago. But instead, I keep it up as if I can still survive this trench I've been put into.