Bubbling In Chest When Lying Down No Pain の小説・ストーリー

Elias Holy fuck. Holy fuckity fuck fuck. I barreled my way into the bathroom, heart pounding. The only thing that had kept me from losing my absolute shit over the ache and tingling in my chest had been the knowledge that I did not fit all the symptoms. But as I stared down at my blue shirt, taking in the darker blue stain around my right nipple, my heart sank. What did this mean? Nothing? Everything? Was I on the verge of death?

I got wheezing like an asthma patient, I shut the door and fell to the ground with my hands on my chest. "What's happening to me?" I breathed with a cracked voice. I remained in that position unable to steady my breathing. My eyes were twinkling rapidly, I straightened my legs and squeezed my eyes shut. Seconds later, I realized a sharp breath. Then, my breathing returned to normal. I choked a little as I stood up from the floor. I fell to the bed before reaching the edge feeling stiff, I wanted to remain in this position for a really long time. *****

I yelled at her and I could see her shiver in fear as she rushed out of the office. I rested my head on the chair’s headrest as I did my very best to stay awake. I was doing my best not to lose consciousness , not because I didn’t trust Layla but because I couldn’t afford to. I held on to my chest as I rubbed it slowly, doing my very best to reduce the heart burn I was feeling. How was this happening? What was even happening to me? I had been fine all day, nothing had been wrong with me and I didn’t even have a headache. Where did this suddenly come from?

Please come home quick, I am not feeling well. She typed and sent it hoping Derrick would see it on time. She laid back on the bed and closed her eyes, trying to control her breathing but anytime she took in a deep breath, she felt a stabbing sharp pain in her chest. With her hand placed on her chest and lying down facing up with a pillow under her head, she tried to breathe slowly. Meanwhile, Derrick was moving from one office room to another in the station and had not seen Lily's message yet. Derry tried calling him severally on various occasions, but he never answered his calls.

I got myself all nice and cozy, curled up, and the next thing I knew, the world fell away as my eyes closed. I suddenly woke up, and I was back in my old bedroom, curled in the fetal position on the floor, clutching my chest in agony, crying and heaving at the burning sensation I felt spreading through my chest and, more importantly, my heart. It feels like someone is stabbing my heart. What’s causing this? The moment I feel the pain subside, I cry from relief, only for it to start again within 10 minutes, and this routine carries on for the next seven hours.

“It’s soft, but very cold.” I nod. “That’s because I stopped my heartbeat and my breathing. So, it’s extra cold.” “Can you spend days without breathing?” “No, just a few hours.” “And you look extra pale. Why are you so pale?” She asks as I help her down from the table. “Because there is no blood moving around my body.” “I don’t understand,” she scrunches up her nose. I chuckle. “Can you breathe underwater?” “I don’t breathe at all when I’m underwater,” I put the first aid kit back in the cabinet.

She fixed her bed first and when she is already finished, she grab her phone and opened her music library – she then connected it to the speakers of her room and choose a song that will put her in a relaxed mood. After that, she put down her phone back on her bedside table and walked towards her shower room. Shin was then about to take her fifth step going to her shower room in order to freshen up when suddenly she felt the familiar uncomfortable feeling on her chest that immediately made her hold onto the chair that is near her in order to gather support. Her left hand is on the chair while her right hand is clutching her chest and for a reason that she only knows, she started breathing hea