Novel & Cerita Stomach Ache Fanfiction

"Ouch, I have a stomach ache. My stomach is cramping, can you leave me alone?" I pretended to hold my stomach, not daring to look at him. I looked down, and he stopped rubbing against me, when he stopped I pushed him away and ran outside. You can't be stupid, Em!

Danika answered. Damian didn't try to contradict her. That somehow made the kiss worse. Another wave of nausea rolled through my stomach. Oh, fuck. I slapped a hand over my mouth and ran for the bathroom. “Morgan?” I barely reached the toilet before my stomach revolted again. There wasn't much left this time. Mostly liquid and painful fucking heaving that made my abdomen ache. Both siblings came rushing in behind me. “Fuck,” Damian breathed. “It’s too much,” Danika said. “She's still recovering.”

I rolled my eyes and went over to the food, stirring it. I sighed. I never thought that one day I would be considering letting Zephyr bang me. I lifted some spaghetti out of the pot, absentmindedly. I was still lost in my reverie, I didn't realize what I was doing until I took a bite out of steaming hot spaghetti. “Oh dear goddess!” the spine dropped into the pot. I reered away, a hand clasped to my mouth. The pain was excruciating especially in the gums my Fangs were supposed to be.

I smile at him as he walks away. I get home around 9. I have been so restless this whole week. I lay on the couch and try to watch TV. Eventually I fall asleep. I wake up at 3 am sweating with a massive headache. I start to get a sharp pain in my stomach almost like a burning. What is happening to me? Has someone put a curse on me? I need to find out. I block out the pain and try to concentrate on finding the person. I am in Cole’s room. He is in his boxers laying on his bed kissing some blonde woman. My stomach burns again. “Stella” I hear him moan.

Alexander said, I was trying to analyze how was that connected to that someone's question but upon seeing him, he was directly just looking at me as if he didn't hear anything except my words that I spoke a thousand hours before. "Since he didn't even bother to give a glance to the one who spoke, I tried to make him by forcing myself faster so I could leave the table sooner. However, because of my weak stomach, I was only able to eat three servings before I could feel it aching. It's either indigestion or my acidity acting up again. "I-I can't eat anymore Alexander, my stomach hurts already," I said honestly. So he might be able to acquire pity for me and let me go.

Sofie's POV I groaned as I felt the strange yet agonizing tug at the pit of my belly. It felt as if someone was punching the inside of my stomach, and a battalion of soldier ants were also nipping and chewing on my guts. I wondered what the cause of this terrible stomach ache could be as I rolled over to the other side of the bed, which was thankfully vacant, as Roman had left for work earlier that morning. "Oh, fuck!" I grunted, feeling something bitter and heavy clog my throat as I laid on my belly while inhaling lungfuls of cold air to calm my raging system.

I know they feel it too. As I sit here in front of my fake view trying to figure out what is happening I feel a sharp pain in my stomach. I gasp at the sudden feeling wrapping my arms around it and putting pressure on hoping it will help. The pain keeps getting worse. It travels up to my chest like I have been hit with a sledge hammer. I scream out as I try to keep myself from falling out of my chair. What the hell is going on? Last time I was in this much pain was when Zayden cheated on me. But he wouldn’t. Neither would Grey. So, what is going on?

Our lips warred against each other, fighting for control but even before the end of the battle, I knew who would win. Suddenly, a stinging sensation shot through the pit of my stomach, causing me to break the kiss abruptly. Dexter stared at me in absolute confusion, but I couldn't give him an explanation as the pain continued to burn within me. "Ahhhh!" I screamed, holding onto my stomach as my body grew hot instantly. The pain was unbearable; it felt like my intestines were being wrung together and my eyes began to feel heavy. My ears rang with a wheezing sound that made me lose my balance.

I said softly, mumbling the words that came to mind. “That’s strange, he left to check on some noise...” Her eyes scanned the hall and landed on me again. She squinted, her brows scrunching above her head, “You seem like you’re in a hurry?” “I’m not feeling too well, my stomach hurts.” It wasn’t a complete lie; my stomach did hurt, the image of Felicia’s body made my belly churn with disgust, and I wanted to do nothing more than retch. I wanted to have my bath and claw my skin raw, hopefully washing my brain of the images as well.

I wake up to the most beautiful sound, my wife’s laughter. “What’s so funny?” I ask her as I jump up from the couch I’m asleep on. “Jonny is threatening to force feed me oatmeal again”, she says, making me inwardly groan. But then the side of my stomach aches and I wince. “You okay, Spence”? “Yeah! Stomach ache, that’s all”, I tell her and head off to the bathroom to get ready but my stomach rips out through my esophagus and is released into the toilet out the wrong end. I rinse my mouth and face in the sink before walking back out.