Waking Up With A Heavy Chest Novels & Stories

Others had turned me away, but she didn't. I try to smile at her. I try to say I am fine, but my words get lost in my throat. Small black dots begin to cloud my field of vision and soon the room slips from view. ******* I groan as I begin to wake up. My body feels sore especially my chest and my eyelids are heavy like I have been sleeping for a long time. "Zuri... Zuri can you hear me," a male voice says and I nod even though my eyes are still closed.

Sierra. I wake up with a heaviness in my chest, the kind that sits right behind the ribs and makes breathing a little bit difficult. I blink up at the ceiling for a long moment, trying to understand why I’m still here. Why I agreed to stay. Why Noah wanted me to stay, because nothing makes sense. My eyes drift to the clock. It’s early. Earlier than I’ve been waking up and I know it’s because I have so much on my mind. I barely get enough sleep when I’m overthinking, and last night, that’s all I did before I could fall asleep.

Daria When I wake up from surgery, I can tell something is wrong. There is a knot inside my chest that won't go away. No matter how hard I try to tackle my worries away, it's gnawing me alive. Now isn't the first time I open my eyes—I've done it twice already but fallen straight asleep after a few breaths. My limbs are tired and heavy, feeling like they belong to someone above the age of eighty and not a woman still in her early twenties.

~MARCELLA~ I wake up with a strange heaviness in my chest. It’s not sharp enough to hurt… not something I can point at and name. It just sits there, quiet and stubborn, like a feeling that refuses to leave even after sleep. For a few seconds, I don’t move. I just lie there, staring at the ceiling, watching the faint morning light creep through the curtains and paint soft lines across my room. My mind is blank and peaceful at first.

​I woke up with a heavy feeling in my chest that had become my constant companion for the last week. I didn't want to open my eyes. I didn't want to face the reality of my room or the silence of my phone. I had put it on Do Not Disturb days ago. Every time it buzzed with a notification from Silas or a missed call from Alaric, I felt like I was suffocating. ​I dragged myself out of bed and walked to the mirror. I looked terrible. My face was dull, my skin pale, and my eyes had dark circles under them that no amount of concealer could hide. I looked like I hadn't slept in a month.

My chest is very heavy because I feel so guilty. When I lay down on my bed I fell asleep immediately. I immediately closed my eyes and didn't realize that I fell asleep. When I woke up the sun had set. That view from my room. As before, my chest is still heavy. I dreamed of Ali that's why I missed him even more. I miss the person I love so much. I stopped thinking when I felt someone open my door. It was locked so I stood up. "Who is that?” The doorknob stopped moving so I grabbed it. When I opened it my jaw almost dropped at what I saw.

Aria woke slowly, like someone dragging themselves out of a deep, heavy dream. Her eyelids felt heavy, her body stiff. The first thing she noticed was the soft crackle of the fire in the corner of the chamber. The next was the weight in her chest, it felt tight, sore, like she’d been holding her breath for days.

Max Max awoke, feeling an almost burning ache in his chest that greatly bothered him. He rubbed his palm over the spot in his chest even though he knew it wouldn’t help at all but he at least had to try. Sighing defeatedly, he sat up in bed. His mind was still foggy from the lack of sleep. He checked the time and grumbled when he realised it was 2am.

Next morning. Alpha Hudson woke up in a daze, his body covered in sweat and his chest feeling uncomfortably hot. His breathing came in short gasps as if something was weighing him down. As his mind cleared, he realized the pressure. Something heavy was lying on top of him, and it wasn’t just the covers. Confused, he blinked a few times before opening his eyes—and was completely stunned.

Alora POV There is a heavy weight on my chest making it difficult to breathe. Panic fills my veins. This is a new symptom. Perhaps my lungs are becoming paralyzed like the rest of me. Why isn’t the potion Anila gave me wearing off? As I spiral inside my mind, a snore makes my eyes fly open. Squinting against the morning light shining into the room, I see a massive head lying on my chest. I choke back the scream building in my throat, and the arm that is wrapped around me tightens.