If I Keep My Heart Out Of Sight Novels & Stories

"Don't look away from me. It's annoying." No response. Not a single flinch. He just took another slow, deliberate breath, his chest expanding against mine, stubbornly pretending I was invisible. But I could feel his heartbeat beneath my palm, racing faster than his calm exterior suggested. The rapid thud-thud-thud betrayed everything his face refused to show.

After a while, I retired to bed but I wasn’t sleepy, I grabbed my diary and inputs few words, I looked through it and saw a page where I wrote some safety measures for my mental health; I read through and it says: "Stay away from things tthat you can't control, don't fight it, just stay away" But reality doesn't care about some motivational speeches!! How do I stay away from my heart? How do I stay away from my feelings? Howdo I stay away from church!? And how do I stay away from Fr.Matteo that just visited me today right here in my house?!! I closed my diary and tucked it back under my pillow and a helpless tear started running down my cheeks; My feelings are hunting me, and I'm scared for

If only the lake could talk to me, if only the rock could cover me with warmth, maybe there won’t be any need to go away but none of this would be worth it if they don’t fill up my heart with warmth anymore. I stood up from the rock and walked towards the edge of the lake for easy access, it has stopped raining now so it was easy for me to see around me very well! Nobody was around there which was okay and probably the best, that no one would see me in the act of taking my life. No one in their right mind would even be out in the rain at this time anyway.

He exhaled deeply, sinking into the chair across from me. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed his gaze flicker toward me, lingering with unspoken thoughts. My heart clenched, but I forced myself to stare at the floor, unwilling to meet his eyes. I needed clarity—space to hear him out without the pull of his emotions clouding my own judgment.

My heart is too loud, a frantic pulse against the quiet. I back away, slipping through the dark with the careful stealth of someone used to remaining hidden, of someone who must remain hidden. A lifetime passes before I find shelter in a nearby office, a dark and windowless retreat. I am just in time. Just in time to see him.

My vision blurs with tears and I take off for my room. I have to get the hell out of here. Luckily, I don’t have much to pack, and even if I did, I would leave it all behind because one thing I know for sure is that I’m not staying here a second longer under these circumstances. The one time I let my guard down and allow someone into my heart, he viciously rips it and stomps on it.

Irish is always late. "You have changed. " Betty commented after seeing that the younger Omega didn't dress anything flashy. " I haven't. " Irish stated while applying some eye shadow. " You have, and you know it. " Betty said more sternly. She does not like it when her best friend keeps secrets from her. Unlike Betty, who is a social butterfly, Irish do not have any friends. She is always keeping a distance from everyone, not that anyone wants to be her friends because of her reputation. And Irish do not give it a damn.

He sat on his chair, his heart thumping out of his chest. He knows he shouldn't feel happy nor tingling inside, however his heart seems to say otherwise. Heart. Please be still. You can't fall in love. He's off limits. Justin tapped his chest where his beating heart lies. He needs to control himself and prevent this silly feeling from spreading across his heart.

I close my eyes, trying to calm down my heart which wants to break out of my chest and go to far places instead of staying in this room. “ I am simply not in a good mood right now. ” I assure myself while my heart proves it impossible for me to continue to think like this.

"Now this fight? Those reporters have my pictures and for all | know they could post them anywhere. And if the Silents find out where | am, I'm dead. | can't afford that kind of risk. That's why | try to keep a low profile. That's why | can't fight for the championships." | sat speechless. | had no idea that there could be something like that, | thought that only happened in books and movies. So all | could say was, "Wow." Penelope nodded and folded her arms with her head resting in them on the table. We stayed silent for a few minutes while | processed what she had just told me. The waitress came with the food we ordered but | suddenly wasn't hungry anymore. And apparently neither was Pene