Sakit Hatiku Novels & Stories

Bayrus Nagsimula ang lahat ng makaramdam ako ng pangangati sa aking lalamunan at mawalan ako ng panlasa sa aking mga kinakain, nasundan ito ng pagtaas ng aking temperatura pagkalipas ng ilang araw at nang sumailalim ako sa isang pagsusuri nang pagpahid sa aking lalamunan at looban ng gilagid mula sa ilong, ilang araw ay nagpositibo ako sa isang nakamamatay na sakit mula sa isang uri ng BAYRUS. Naalimpungatan ako at ramdam ang hirap ng aking paghinga habang nakakabit sa aking bibig ang isang suwero, nakikita ko bahagya ang hamog na nililikha ng hangin mula rito na bumubuo sa harapan ng aking mga mata. Ramdam ko sa aking katawan ang sakit at kirot na madalas kong idaing, maging ang aking ubon

She was surfing through the channels when Damen came back. “You’re up.” He smiled. “Yep.” “Did you eat?” “Yep. Thank you for the pancakes.” “We have to go to the hospital. I made an appointment.” “Ugh.” She threw her head backward. “I’m fineee.” She dragged the word. “See.” She moved her foot a little. “It’s not even hurting.” Damen walked towards her and sat at the table. “Were you this melodramatic all along or did something happen overnight?” He raised a brow.

It really hurts so much… I don’t like this pain… Mommy… Please make this pain go away… What did I do wrong? I am sorry… I just want you to like me… Please stop being mean to me…. It hurts… My heart hurts… My heart hurts… My heart hurts… My heart hurts… My heart hurts… My heart hurts… My heart hurts… My heart hurts… My heart hurts… My heart hurts… My heart hurts… My heart hurts… My heart hurts… My heart hurts… My heart hurts… My heart hurts… My heart hurts… My heart hurts… My heart hurts… My heart hurts… My heart hurts… My heart hurts… My heart hurts… My heart hurts… My heart hurts… My heart hurts… My heart hurts… My heart hurts… My heart hurts… My heart hurts… My heart hurts… My heart hurts…

I even spatted it making some of water flew in the air. "Gezz your disgusting!" Blake hissed at me. "Hey hey! It's not my fault! Don't throw that kind of questions on me. My goodness I think I'm going to have heart attach from it!" I said dramatically from him. "Seriously did you?" Usher pushed the topic still to me. Making my eyes all wide looking both of them. "Are you both serious?!" I asked them in wide eyes. Like my eyes were about to fall out this instance.

I smile and wave, putting on the mask I have every day to make sure people don’t try to interfere in my personal life. I hear people shouting my name and questions, but I decide to block them as I am to the car waiting for me. The doctor walks next to me and once inside the car; I remove my hat and pass my hand through my hair, resting my head back. “How are you feeling?” The doc asks and I shrug. I don’t really know how I am feeling. My ribs are still sore but that is not the worst pain I am feeling right now. The worst one is my heart, which is broken from Tatum’s words.

It hurts. So badly.

My mum asked moving closer to me Fine; I replied You can have your seat, the maid said giving the doctor a chair beside my bed Thank you, the doctor said and sat down The doctor stared into my eyes and heaved a sigh I need some privacy please; she said and the others walked out It remains only the both of us in the room She felt my temperature and sighed Whats wrong? How and when did it start? I need explanations please; she said I stared at her and explained everything to her Love sickness; she said shaking her head You dont really need treatment, the only thing that can cure you is to see the guy and talk to him; she said

The moment my eyes cracked open, an agonizing, throbbing headache pinned me firmly to my mattress, rendering me completely unable to lift my upper body. "Fuck," I rasped under my breath. I weakly pressed the back of my hand against the heated skin of my neck, letting out a low groan of frustration. "Why did I have to get sick now?" I muttered to myself, making a desperate attempt to sit up despite the immense lethargy anchoring my limbs.

Is that why it hurts so much I hate him I hate him with all my strength

The thing kept thrusting in and out of me, but something was wrong. “Ah! T-Teka... masakit... dahan-dahan...” napakagat ako sa aking pang-ibabang labi nang makaramdam ng kakaibang hapdi sa aking pagkab*bae. “Tama na! Masakit!” Muli kong sigaw ngunit para bang bingi at hindi nakakarinig ang kung sino man ang gumagawa noon sa aking kaselanan.