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Their car was speeding through the city at a very fast pace. Jessamine had vomited all the food she had for lunch in the afternoon. She didn't have time to eat anything at night. Now, her empty stomach began to roar, wildly producing acid reflux.

For now. My heart is beating fast due to adrenaline and exhaustion. The last time I run this fast is when I experience a very bad diarrhea. Yeah not a good example. Forget that I mention that please. Thank you.

I asked myself while rubbing on my stomach but then, my mind was still on food that my stomach was even yearning for more food. You had beet go and satisfy this thing before that stuff that growling and making all kinds of noise to ur ear. By then, am sure dizziness wouldn't be your enemy again cause ur eyes would only see it as supporters to yourself. Now imagine you rushing off to eat with dizzy eyes while using the stairs case, what do you think would happen if that's the case? My inner mind ask while I couldn't help but wonder what would happen truly.

he yelled from behind me as I went up the stairs. I entered my room, closed the door shut immediately, and sighed heavily. My heart was beating so fast that I couldn't even recognise if I was still me. Why does my heartbeat keep increasing anytime I am in a tense or silent situation with Adrian? This is certainly not love. But then, what is it?

Thеrе’ѕ ѕоmеthіng аbоut those rеd vіnуl seats аnd splurging оn fаѕt fооd thаt mаkеѕ mе fееl calmer аbоut unеxресtеd shit going down. Thеrе’ѕ аlwауѕ gоіng tо be рlасеѕ lіkе thіѕ waiting for ѕuсkеrѕ like mе tо clear thеіr hеаdѕ in. Mу stomach іѕ rumblіng nоw. Tоо muсh carbs аnd fаt were in thаt mеаl, but I nееdеd it аftеr ѕееіng Jеѕѕuр.

Beneath me Marco stiffens, before stating with a drunk slur in his words. “Water… I need water.” I blink myself back to reality and pull myself off him. “Course, wait here,” I hurry back into the kitchen. Although as I fill a glass my mind can’t help but wonder. I decide to ask the newly found voice in my head. “Is it normal to have a fast heartrate when you’re drunk?” As if on cue, my wolf makes herself known with a response. ‘It’s possible.’ I’m not totally satisfied. “But how come I feel as if nervousness can also cause a racing heartbeat?”

I watch him sit up on the bed looking at me like I have grown two heads. "Who are you? And….. what are you doing in my bed?" I ask him quickly and stammer a bit. Because of the hangover, my brain is hazy now. I can't collect anything about this guy. But, My heartbeat is fast. Beating ten times faster than its normal speed. I'm feeling like I'm going to get a heart attack soon. Why is it acting like this? What happens to my heart? I watch him shuffle off the bed and walk in my direction.