Every Breath You Take Novels & Stories

​Because peace is just the breath you take before the scream. ​And our breath was about to run out.

Id awoken from an unpleasant dream and forced to face the real reality of the night terror that looms over me in the real world. “NINA” sang a chorus as I gripped at my chest, cloth entwining in my fingers as I drew the largest of breaths in order to fill my lungs, Choking and spluttering like a fish caught on land in the attempt to regulate my breathing. “Breathe Nina” I felt his touch against my hand before I even paid mind to his voice, so soft and gentle, so euphoric. I inhaled sharply before releasing the air from my lungs. Slow and steady breaths.

Trying to fight it but it's even getting hard to take a breath, trying to fight my body and take a deep breath. "Fuck Kian!"

"I feel like I can't take a single breath without wanted to die." "Take a few more breaths and understand that there is more to live for. There is so much more you can do with this much life that you have. You're strong enough for this. You're stronger than you give yourself credit for. You will be fine. We will pull through, together."

I hold my daughter. I breathe.

I listen. I breathe. I stay.

“Breathe.” “I am breathing.” “Through your teeth. You do that when you’re freaking out.”

My breath catches As the final truth settles in “…You are becoming it.” And suddenly Everything I changed… Is changing me

Still mine. Still breathing.

I took a breath. Then stepped through.