This Pain Is Just Too Real Novels & Stories

It was a force of nature, unstoppable and relentless, and it was tearing me apart from the inside out. As the pain continued to escalate, I felt as though I were losing touch with reality. Everything around me seemed to fade away, replaced by an all-encompassing darkness that threatened to swallow me whole. I struggled to hold on, to keep my grip on the world around me, but the pain was too great.

'Fear, it's in your mind, fight it. Pain, it's in your body, endure it.' DarkVergent Samantha Red's POV Pain A pain that would stop you from uttering a word, moving and anything alive person could do. A pain that killed me and turned me into a living corpse. A pain in my heart that felt like being stabbed a thousand times. A pain in my body that would heal but will leave a deadly nightmare of the past.

He asked. I balled up my fist in anger till my knuckles turned white."Yes." I admitted. He sighed. "Faith let me tell you. That never works." He said sadly. "Believe me I tried that before. Drinking doesn't get rid of the pain permanently. You only get to live without the pain for a day, but then the next day it goes back and will stay there forever. Following you around like a ghost." He explained. I turned away from him. Everyday I always have to live with the pain for 3 years. I just want to live without that pain for just one day. One day is all I ask for.

SLADE Pain. The kind of pain that made it hard for me to breath. Pain that made my heart throb, It felt like a hot knife slicing nonstop through my skin. I’d never felt anything like it. Of all the blows life has dealt me in the past, this has to be the worst, and trust me, I’ve had to deal with a lot of things throughout my lifetime. My mistakes have come back to haunt me in the worst way possible.

May's POV “This must be a dream!” My heart ached in the most anguish way ever. How do I live with this pain? What do I do with it? How do I survive this? For days, I've cried my eyes out, in the hope that I'd be brought to reality and this will be nothing but a nightmare. “How does it feel?” She had the guts to ask me that. “It feels like I should st**ngl* out the living inside you!”

NASH POV Pain, when given enough time and freedom, ceases to be a sensation and becomes an entity. It settles in the marrow of your bones, a constant, rhythmic thrumming that drowns out the world. My legs were no longer just parts of my body; they were two separate, distinct sources of agony, pulsing in time with a heartbeat that felt too fast, too weak.

Gasping for breath, I curled into myself, the intense pain engulfing every inch of my body like a merciless wildfire. "What the heck—? Ugh!" I groaned, my voice strained with the pain that gripped me. My muscles tensed, my skin prickling as if with needles. The torment was beyond anything I had ever experienced. I tried to focus on anything but the searing pain, thinking back to Rhea’s memories to find the origins of this pain. But I failed. I couldn't even think. The pain was too much! 'What's happening?' I wondered, concern tingeing my thoughts. 'Is this what Rhea experience everyday? Is she having a stroke?'

I have been seeing it for the last five days and I fear that at one point, it will be the only thing I see when I close my eyes. "Fuck..." I whisper. I am filled with pain. It is not just my pain, it is the pain of someone else. Someone I love dearly. It is flowing through the connection of our mate bond and even though it is only a fraction, it is intense and the pain I am feeling shows me just how much he must be suffering. Damn, I'm suffering too.

"It tastes good. I'll be in my room." My head ached. Why does each world need to be so draining? I couldn't even find solace in any of them. Instead, my problem just doubled. I slammed my body into bed. It was a drag to walk or to move. I sighed deeply. It felt like my body was ripping in two and the doctors just couldn't find the reason why. And those two stupid shrinks in each world kept saying it was just in my head. The pain, I swear it was real. If the two realities were just figments of my imaginations, at least the pains were very real to me.