Novel & Cerita Bubbling Feeling In Chest No Pain

ROSE My head is pounding and throbbing and it feels extremely heavy. My entire body hurts, but nothing is quite as bad as my chest. It is by far, the worst pain I have. It is so hard to breathe. And I can’t seem to move either of my arms. My left feels like it is tied up, but the right one has this nice warm tingling sensation moving up from my hand. It doesn’t feel tied up like the left, but like a weight is holding it down.

[Eddie POV] I couldn't shake off the feeling that something was off about me. It was as if a heavy weight was pressing down on my chest, making it hard to breathe. I tried to brush it off, but the feeling only grew stronger. "What's going on? Am I sick?" I whispered to myself, confused by this unfamiliar sensation. It wasn't pain, but it felt like my heart was fluttering constantly. "Do I have anxiety?" I wondered, whispering quietly to myself.

My stomach violently churned, and a wave of sickness hit me so hard I thought I was going to throw up right there where I was. My heart wasn't just beating; it was slamming against my ribs like a trapped animal trying to break free. Thud-thud-thud-thud. It was so loud and so fast that it was the only thing I could hear. It hurt. It actually hurt my chest, right where that strange stone was embedded. "I can't… I can't breathe.” I choked out, but the words barely made a sound. It was just a dry wheeze.

I rub my chest when I feel an unfamiliar pain starting in my lower stomach and pushing its way up to my heart. I pull my eyes from them, not wanting to witness their kissing scene. My eyes land on Xavier, he had a frown on his face and was rubbing his chest just like I was. As if he was also feeling the same pain.

The surface of my stomach hardened until it felt like pressing against a wall. It tightened further. The squeeze deepened and a hot, sharp pain lanced upward from my pelvis to a point just below my ribs. My back arched away from the headboard and my fingers dug into my belly, pressing hard, trying to find some way to push back against it. I couldn’t breathe properly. My mouth opened but my lungs wouldn’t expand. I sat there with my mouth open and my chest locked, unable to pull in air, until a short ragged gasp finally broke through and I sucked in half a breath.

A dull ache bloomed beneath my ribs before creeping upward into my chest. I shifted slightly in my chair. "Mrs. Adams?" Marissa looked up. "You okay?” "I'm fine.” I reached for the glass of water on my desk, but halfway there my fingers trembled and the glass rattled softly against the table. Marissa frowned. “Are you sure you're okay ma'am?” I forced a smile. "I just need a minute." I took another breath and this one caught painfully halfway through. My lungs suddenly felt heavier, as though someone had wrapped a tight band around my chest.

I needed to confide in someone. "Lord Ralph, please tell me about this deadly symptom you say you experience." I sat up. "Lately, I have been feeling like a fat man is sitting on my chest, but not in a very nice way." The doctor's brows furrowed as he took in what I had just said and tried to process it. "Do you find it difficult to breathe when this happens?" "No. This is not about physical pain or any pain of that sort. In fact, this is not pain. It does not affect my breathing or chest. It’s just... it’s just..." I stuttered off.

I have a few last things to pack but I keep getting distracted by daydreams of being home and about the future. Out of nowhere, a distinct tug pulls in my heart. Oww! "Lex, did you feel that?" I rub my chest from the sensation. "Uh, yeah. Are you having a heart attack? You're only seventeen. You can't have a heart attack. Can you?" She asks, concerned about me. “No, I feel like I'm fine, but something is wrong. I know that doesn't make sense." I feel my brows knit as the sharp pain turns into a dull thud.

Her slender fingers wrap around my throat and I gasp, choking on the lack of oxygen. It is a truly terrifying feeling, not being able to catch your breath. My lungs are still trying to inhale and exhale, but they aren't getting any air to them. I feel like my heart can't decide whether to beat faster or beat slower, so it feels like it is just sputtering in my chest like the engine in an old clunker car.

I could feel the water flowing down my throat. It felt like it was running through so many bruises. “I will find a tub for you. You need to be soaked in water, very cold water.” She left me again. It felt as though a furnace was running in my belly, burning my organs, and all I could think about was how hard it must be for my babies. The pain moved from my belly to my chest. It burned so bad, I feared I would have a heart attack. I pressed my hand on my chest. The pain was amped, crippling.