Feeling Cold And Shaking Uncontrollably の小説・ストーリー

My head throws itself back involuntarily, smacking against the tire well. Tears sting my eyes, Oh my goddess, I'm going to choke to death. My heart is beating harshly against my chest, my throat and stomach convulsing against each other. My lungs burn as I struggle to get air. I can't breathe...I CAN'T BREATHE! I don't know if it's from fear or lack of oxygen, but my whole body starts shaking uncontrollably. Each convulsion shifts the chains, burning my skin more and more. White spots dance across my eyes as black hazes form on the edges and tunnel my vision.

I didn’t sleep a single wink. Every time I closed my eyes, my brain played a chaotic mashup of Michael’s bare chest, Nathan’s mocking laugh, and Hudson’s cold, piercing gaze, the reaction I will be getting once I step to Fiat. Everything is a chaos in my mind, and I do not know how to control it. By the time my alarm finally went off, my head was pounding, and the reflection in my bathroom mirror looked entirely ghostly.

Chills move through my body from the base of my neck all the way down to my toes. My vision goes dizzy for a second but I straighten my shoulders, trying to be casual and unsuspicious. “The fuck is really going on, Sienna?”

The whole place smelled exactly like him—a comforting mix of winter mint, dark woodsmoke, and old paper. I walked slowly over to the fire, holding my bare hands out to the bright flames. I tried my best to soak up the heat, but the cold wasn't coming from the winter wind outside. It was coming from deep inside my bones. My hands started to shake. At first, it was just a small tremble in my fingers. But then, it quickly spread to my arms, my shoulders, and my chest. Within minutes, I was shivering so violently that my teeth started to chatter together.

My body trembled uncontrollably as a cold sweat coated my skin, making me shiver despite the warmth of my blankets. My eyes darted around the dimly lit room, searching for any signs of danger. Shadows danced menacingly on the walls, casting eerie shapes that only fueled my imagination. Every creak and rustle in the room felt like a malicious presence lurking in the darkness, waiting to pounce on me.

With a sigh, I closed my eyes, seeking solace in the cool breeze that brushed against my skin. Moments passed, and I began to notice a change in the air around me. A strange, bone-chilling coldness seeped into my exhausted body, causing me to shiver uncontrollably. I frowned, my brow furrowing in confusion, trying to comprehend the sudden change in temperature. The cold only continued to grow, and a feeling of unease began to creep into my mind. I jolted awake, my eyes snapping open to find the sky darkening, even as it was still daytime. A feeling of dread washed over me.

He could have come for me right? I couldn't answer and I simply nodded, he went back closing the plain white door behind him. After a while my body started shaking evidently, I was sweating and I felt like I had no control at all, the air felt like it's being pushed out of my lungs and I can't breathe. I fell in my bed and kept wabbling around the floor like someone being electrocuted, my skin felt like it was on fire but everything inside me got colder. Each of my muscles, blood cells, and organs felt like it was being covered with thick frost.

It was just a dry wheeze. Pins and needles started to poke at my fingertips. The numbness spread quickly, crawling up my hands and into my arms until my fingers curled. I couldn't straighten them. I couldn't feel them at all. Cold sweat broke out across my forehead, dripping down my face, but at the same time, my entire body was shaking with violent, uncontrollable chills. I was freezing, but my skin felt like it was on fire. I'm dying, the thought screamed in my head. I'm having a heart attack. I'm going to die right here.

I shivered, realizing that my body struggled to regulate its temperature. Determined to shake off the uneasy feeling, I stepped into the corridor, but the cold persisted. I hesitated, my breath visible in the air, a stark contrast to the usual warmth of the palace. Something was different., and the mystery deepened. Turning back into the room, I decided to grab warmer clothes, thinking they might help ward off the inexplicable chill. However, as I entered the warmth of the room, a wave of nausea hit me. The sudden shift in temperature made my head spin, and I felt an overwhelming urge to throw up.

I excused myself and went to the kitchen with some lame excuse, I didn't want them to notice my weird behavior. I dragged my feet to the sink, I opened the tap and put my shaking hands under the cold water. 'Everything is fine' I kept chanting to myself. Suddenly my heart started beating fast and loud as if it was ready to jump out of my ribcage at any moment now. My breathing was kind of rugged and my head was spinning. The shaking in my hands spread to my legs too. Something is wrong.