Hurting For A Very Hurtful Pain Novels & Stories

It felt like too much effort, what was happening to me? oh I pushed him aside and took the hit, why?, why did I do that, all I know was I couldn't stand there and see him hurt, I moved without thinking, it must be the mate bond Hot, I felt hot, like I was burning from the inside, it spread under my skin like molten glass, burning and tearing through every inch of me. Each heartbeat felt like a hammer, driving the pain deeper. Breathing became a battle, every inhale worse than the last, something warm touched my face. Once. Twice. Again. I couldn’t tell if it was a hand or a dream, the pain became unbearable and i felt my eyelids became heavy

Zoe's POV Everything hurt. I couldn't focus on which pain was more unbearable. The ache in my heart at the loss of my last family member, my only shelter in the cruel world. Or, the pain from the bones that kept breaking on their own for some reason. I wailed with everything I had until the pain consumed me. I couldn't see anything. I couldn't hear anything. All there was, was a terrible, unbearable, red-hot pain, all over me.

VINCENZO THREE MONTHS LATER Pain was all I could feel, a relentless ache that seemed to infiltrate every fiber of my being. The torment I endured was beyond anything I'd experienced before. Days melded into nights, a haze of suffering that blurred my sense of time. My body was a canvas of bruises, each one telling a story of brutality and torment. Dried blood streaked my arms and legs, a gruesome testament to the violence inflicted upon me. Nausea gnawed at my stomach, a constant companion in this hellish ordeal.

It would be fine if they hurt me, but if something happened to the child, I wouldn't forgive them! Suddenly, there was a loud explosion, and my entire body shook. I felt like I was hit by a million needles that collided with my back. The pain, it felt like being engulfed in the heat of two scorching suns. I was shot in the back, and the pain seemed to radiate through every part of my body.

Breaking every cycle. But the pain… the pain will take longer to fade.

Grieving on something I couldn't exactly pinpoint, no reason, basically wailing for something that made my heart clenched so hard in my chest. What was it?. Why?. Why can't I stop?. Why I feel hurt?. So hurt that I need someone to pull me out from this nightmare. I need something to ease this feeling!. I know this is wrong, but, I was not in my right mind. Nothing could reasoning with this pain. My nails digging deep into her arms. Put more pressure, make it more hurting than the clenching feeling that kept tugging on my already bleeding heart. Put more pressure, I don't want to feel this torturously feeling. Pulling down to my wrist, again and again. Until the red lines make the thick crims

The familiar instinct to scan for danger appeared again. But this time. the pattern paused. Breathed slowly. And whispered internally. “What if I allow this moment to exist without trying to protect myself from losing it?” Pain moved softly through the network. Not recklessness. Trust. My chest tightened sharply. “That’s why some wounded people struggle to feel happiness fully.” “Yes.” “Because their nervous systems become more practiced at surviving pain than receiving peace.” Exactly. And perhaps healing involves learning how to stop treating joy like a temporary mistake. I exhaled slowly.

A/P "We forget our pain when we find out about the dearest and nearest person in hurt , agonizing and heart wreaking pain whom you love by heart." ~A/N

I feel like dying, I want to die. Everything hurts so much, lies, things that I’ve done. It all hurts. I should have known it was all going to come back one by one. I found a small coping mechanism though. Every time it hurts this bad, I concentrate it all by pinching my skin, I think I got a bit carried away. It’s just that I can’t think straight when the pain starts. My entire legs and part of my arm the sleeve covers, they are all bruised. My body stings when I take baths. It doesn’t hurt as much.

I wanted to scream and shout and do the pain dance so bad but I literally couldn't. Don't act like you don't know the pain dance, where something hurts and you start to move around or just inflict pain on another part of your body so you can feel less pain on the original painful side because then you don't have to solely focus on it. Wait, you people don't do that? It's just me? I am one very weird person. God please help me.