Novel & Cerita Pain In My Soul

and I wanted nothing to do with that man. Hot tears rolled down my cheeks, but I didn’t even bother wiping them away. What was the point? They would only be replaced by more. My breathing became uneven as I dragged in a deep breath, feeling the pain in my lungs. Everything hurt. It hurt so fucking bad. And it wasn’t even my body that hurt, it was my soul. It felt as though someone had reached inside my chest and ripped everything apart, leaving nothing behind. I took one small step closer to the edge, looking down as the city continued moving beneath me.

My limbs grew heavy, my chest tight with a pull I couldn’t resist, and before I could fight it, my body betrayed me. I fell asleep. And that was when the pain began. Not the dull ache of bruises. Not the shallow sting of cuts I’d long forgotten. No…this pain was different. This pain was familiar. It was the one I thought I had buried, the one Caelum dug into me with his rejection. It was the pain of my soul tearing away from his. It was the bond ripping. It was me breaking. “No…” My throat was raw, though no sound passed my lips. My cry existed only in the hollow silence of the dream.

It was sharp and stabbing, like someone had broken a part from a tree and stabbed me through my heart. Fuck. Zach, like the healer he was, stepped closer carefully. "Kael... when did the pain start?" "A while now," I gritted out. "It had been off and on, but yesterday's night was different. Worst." Zach’s eyes widened. “Different how?” I could only stare at the man. "It feels like he's being pulled away from me, and so there's less of him. Like my soul is getting cracked open." "Oh." Goddess!

“What’s going on? Why does it hurt?” “I’m sorry but I needed to see her fully to understand. The pain you’re feeling is because we are in the deepest recesses of your mind. A place made for your darkest truths to stay hidden, and right this second, I’m using my power to illuminate everything. You soul is feeling exposed, pained, and unsafe. But I promise once we leave, the pain will dissipate.” I just nodded, wiping away tears that had started to free fall. “You are feeling sad and vulnerable. But she needs us.”

Aaron felt like something very heavy was pressing him on the ground. He felt like he was trapped and didn’t even have control over his body. He felt trapped and suddenly he felt pain. A pain so brutal and so excruciating that Aaron felt his soul was being ripped apart. He screamed at the top of his lungs as the unbearable pain seeped through his bone and made him cry and writhe on the ground like some desperate pest fighting for life. And the others just watched from the side.

He lacked inner peace. He inhaled the vinous smoke as the corner of his lips twitched in a sad smile. His eyes deceived him being moist and a lone tear slipped down his face on the sand. The sand sucked the water as soon as it fell on it, and he wondered if his pain disappeared in thin air like that. He breathed out a puff of smoke through his nose and mouth. Looking up at the sky with the sad smile plastered on his face he spoke up, "Why so hatred for me, ya Rab?"

I don't think he will come to me tonight because he has so much explaining to do to Mitchell and she is his soul and soul is more important than shame. I sat in a cab, sending a text to Joanna that I am fine and going home, and asked her to go home safe and let me know once she is at home. There is so much hurt, anger, and embarrassment inside me that I am afraid I am going to burst but I locked everything inside my head and heart for now. I can't have a mental breakdown in a cab. I will learn one day to not get hurt by anything easily and wait patiently for it.

Everything disappeared from my sight, leaving only blinding white light, which scorched my eyes. ‘’You are being punished for playing with the power which should never be in human hands. Your hun* souls will be cursed, and you won’t be able to find peace. You will be cursed to repeat your miserable life while the other parts of your soul die in great misfortune unable to find happiness both in life and death.’’ The dread coming from these words was enough to make me forget the horrible pain. This sounded so familiar but, at the same time, so strange. I didn’t have time to think, though. The pain slowly disappeared together with the lighting, and somebody’s voice was floating in my mind.

Then again, why am I feeling anything but peace? My chest is hurting, my head is aching and my soul . . . my soul seems to be stuck and attached onto my body, still. I can't seem to see anything around me or hear but the pain is all too clear to be a mistake or a dream because the pain is somewhat . . . vivid. There's only thing that I can be sure of. Just one and one only, nothing else needs confirmation. So, Kenna Anne, till death do us part, indeed.

The world spinning around me. My body goes before my mind does, I gag, as though to vomit grasping my mouth with both palms and then break down, the racking sounds of sobbing and the dissolving of my posture. The wrenching pain of someone ripping your very soul from within. His face crumbles and he reaches for me but I slap him away, hard, shoving his chest in anger. I don’t know what to do … What to think, what to say; the pain is so unbearable, unlike anything I’ve ever experienced in my life.