Pain In Right Shoulder Blade When Taking Deep Breath Novels & Stories

I already know how to get there… I just can’t do it alone. I stare up at the ceiling like an idiot, as if it might blink back at me with divine wisdom. It doesn’t. Of course it doesn’t. Then something slams into me. A sudden, sharp ache blooms deep in my shoulder, and I jolt upright with a gasp. What the hell? The pain radiates outward like fire licking through my veins. Before I can even process it, another jab slices up my neck. I choke. My lungs refuse to expand. I can’t breathe.

ADRIAN I woke up to the steady hum of pain in my ribs and shoulder. Not the sharp, white-hot agony from before, but more like a dull and insistent ache that reminded me I was still alive, but just barely. Even breathing hurt so much, and I gasped for air.

The worst of the bruises on my face were turning from deep purple to lighter shades of blue and brown, slowly working their way through the rainbow of colors that meant they were healing. My ribs were still incredibly painful, especially when I tried to take deep breaths or move too quickly. The doctors had told me it would take weeks, maybe even months, for the broken bones to fully heal. For now, everything I did—sitting up, lying down, walking, even laughing if I'd had anything to laugh about—sent sharp stabbing pains through my left side that made my breath catch.

🫶 LEXI 🫶 A sharp, burning pain exploded through my left shoulder. "Ahhh!" I cried out and collapsed onto my knees, clutching the spot as though something had pierced straight through me. It hurt. It hurt so much. My breathing became ragged as wave after wave of agony shot through my body. "W-Why...?" My fingers dug into my shoulder. There was no wound. No blood either. Then why did it feel like I'd been struck? My eyes lifted to look at him.

Blake’s POV: The first thing I felt was pain. Sharp and burning, spreading from my chest to my ribs like fire. My breath came out rough as someone’s boot pressed into my thorax again. I groaned but didn’t raise my hand. Liam was holding me from behind, his arms tight around my shoulders, trying to pull me back, trying to shield me even though he was shaking himself. “Blake, stop it,” he shouted. “Stop provoking him.” Blood was warm at the corner of my lips. I tasted iron when I breathed. My right side hurt badly. I knew one of my ribs was not happy.

“He wouldn’t. We’re leaving after graduation.” She looked into Axl’s eyes. He wouldn’t lie to her. She tried to inhale—but there was nothing. No air. No sound. His lips were moving, but she couldn’t hear what he was saying anymore. He cupped her face gently and she clenched her eyes shut. “Aspen, I need you to breathe.” Tears slid down her cheeks without her even realizing it. Her chest hitched and she finally sucked in a sharp, painful breath. Axl closed his eyes for a second and pulled her against him again, his hand rubbing slow circles over her back.

He touched his shoulder only to realise that he was bleeding heavily and the crimson liquid went unnoticed till now due to the black of the shirt he was wearing. He was feeling a buzzing sensation around his shoulder blade which he ignored. But after around ten seconds, a burning and achy pain set in, making him grunt. His eyebrows were drawn together while his eyes were squeezed. His lips parted and his muscles were tensed, trying to escape the immense pain. That damned bullet might have penetrated a few of his muscle layers, or maybe that bullet was embedded in the infraspinatus muscle. The pain was so agonising that he wished he could pass out to stop it. "Fuck!" He cursed under his breat

Marcus unzipped her jacket, then gently shifted her top to access her shoulder. "Lift your arm to the side. Slowly." His voice was calm, but unusually attentive. "Where do you feel it?" "Lateral deltoid, radiating toward the scapula," Sloane answered flatly. "Blunt trauma, most likely. No deep muscle tear." "I see." Marcus's fingers glided gently along the muscle, checking for swelling. "Some areas still can't be tamed. He's exactly that." "This goes beyond lack of control," Sloane murmured, eyes fixed on the wall. "This is instinct. Deep-seated reflex. And today, that reflex hit me."

Tyler is awake when I’m finally allowed in. He’s sitting up on the exam table with his injured arm braced stiffly at his side. His shoulder is wrapped and an ice pack is balanced carefully against it. There’s a faint sheen of sweat along his temple, but otherwise, he looks composed. A doctor stands in front of him with a clipboard in hand. “You were already compensating for a rib contusion,” she says firmly. “Now you’ve aggravated your shoulder and caused a possible partial tear.”

Chapter 99 Severe pains MYSTIC SHADOWS FORTRESS Jovy groaned in pain as she tried to stand up from the bed while trying to lift her shoulder. A sharp string of pain struck her shoulder blade and it almost made her fall back into the bed. For a week, she has been experiencing constant shoulder pains but however it practically relieves her in few seconds after the pain effect.