Breathless 2012 Novels & Stories

Zendaya said with drops of tears falling from the sides of her eyes. After she managed to say these words, she fell into a deep silence, there was no sound coming out from her end anymore. Silence took over and her breathing became hoarse, she could no longer breathe well, then her breathing became hard, and began to struggle to breathe, within a couple of minutes her chest rose and fell back, it continues to grow and fall for a while, she finally took her last breathe, breathing out heavily. Immediately she took her last breath, the wood seems to have been enchanted the entire place was as calm as a cold bottle of ice.

To try to exist again. I breathe. I finally breathe. ---

Hailey*** I can’t breathe. It feels like my lungs are collapsing under the weight of everything, like I’m drowning in this cold, suffocating nightmare. My body is trembling, but it’s not from the chill in the room. The hospital air is frigid, but it’s the fear, the terror, that has a hold on me, squeezing tighter and tighter with each breath.

My breath became shallow. What the fuck?

I felt like my chest was getting tight, my breathing was becoming erratic as I felt like I could pass out suddenly when my door opened, hands pulling me up out of the car, steadying me next to it as his voice began breaking through the muffled barrier that seemed to have been up. "..lax, just relax, try to breath Liv, count with me okay. 1... 2.... 3.... 4.... 5.... Breath in, 1... 2... 3.... 4.... 5.... breath out. That's it Liv, there you go."

Ray started doing CPR as shades of flashing blues and reds crowded him. Brian's chest pounded and His breaths came in spurts as he cracked his chest with each descent. “I love you, dammit. You can’t leave me before you get to tell me back.” Brian couldn’t breathe from the pain that was ripping him in two at seeing the love of his life not waking up. Muffled shouts rang around him, but all he could focus on was how he could breathe life back into his body, how he could bring him back because je would be damned if he didn’t get a chance at a fucking future with him.

She couldn't breathe, she wanted to but she couldn't. Or was it that she could finally breathe? Had she finally found her breath after two years? Did she even know what breathing was like? She has not breathed properly for so long now. The feeling of cool air through the nose, passing along the throat and into the lungs; yes, this was what she felt, alive.

she teases. It happens in the blink of an eye. Whitney drops the bottle and we hear Stella coughing violently, gasping and wheezing, trying to take in a breath. "Oh my God, Stella," the fear in her voice is nothing like I've ever heard before. The rest of us look to be on the edge of a freak out, when calm as she ever is, Blaze gets up from her position on the couch, walks over, picks Stella up and walks back over to the couch we were sitting on. Stella is trying to breathe, we can all hear it, the gasp for breath is the scariest sound I've ever heard in my life. Her little throat muscles are working hard as her chest pumps up and down in small little pants, trying desperately to take in air

Naturally, she was filled with anxiety and dread. "Get lost!" With a loud crash, Zayn hurled a liquor bottle at the door from inside the study. The sharp and piercing sound made Cassidy scream and turn to flee in panic.

His breath stalled for just a second. Fucking NO!