When I Breathe In My Heart Hurts Novels & Stories

And here I am, still with a broken heart. It feels like I can’t breathe. I need to get some air.

I feel the tears running down my face as I flail my arms, trying to hit him to make him let me go so I can breathe. I hear and feel this weird sensation. A strange vibration. It's so loud, somehow it's making it so I'm able to breathe. What is that? I thought as I took a giant breath in. Feeling my lungs, finally filling with air. "That's it baby... Breathe!... Breathe my love!" I hear someone say. I take another deep breath in. My lungs burning as they finally get air. I push away, my eyes feel like they're so large as I frantically look around. Trying to figure out where I am and what's going .

“What the--That's unfair! Come back here, Mystic! ” As if I just came from drowning, I inhaled deep as I feel something heavy placed in my heart. I was suddenly panting hard, heavily breathing in some air like I was going to lose it. My head felt heavy, like it was hit by a sudden blunt force, and it hurts. Within matter of seconds, every part of me hurt and I didn't even know how and why!

I was breathing heavily leaving the door while holding my chest. "This man is really injurious to my heart."

I suck air in through my teeth like I’ve been punched. I’m on the floor. I’m on the floor and he’s not here It’s like my chest caves in. Like something collapses inward and keeps collapsing, deeper and deeper, pulling everything with it. I clutch at my shirt like I can physically hold my heart in place. I can’t breathe.

I thought I was going to die because my heart was beating so quickly. "What hurts more?" She inquired. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. I choked and wept, "there's something wrong with my heart... it's... beating so fast... it feels-" I wheezed, "My chest... It hurts to breathe." "Baby, it's just your heat." She soothed. I choked, "Mom, it's never... Never like this." She looked at me and then shook her head. What? Do you have any idea what's going on?" I wept.

I found myself in the back garden, taking deep breaths of the fresh air. My lungs felt tight, I was struggling to breathe. My heart was pounding, I couldn’t hear anything but my heart. Ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, louder and louder. My heart felt like it was going to burst from my chest as my lungs constricted. I fell to my knees as my breathing got worse. The pain across my chest was indescribable.

He’ll know I’m weak. The room tilted, the walls closing in. I stumbled to the floor, my back hitting the edge of my dresser. A raw, strangled sound tore from my throat as I tried to inhale, but every breath came in shallow, jagged bursts. My heart was pounding so hard it hurt. “Breathe, Marina. Breathe,” I muttered to myself, but my voice sounded distant, panicked. My trembling hands pressed against my chest as if I could physically hold my heart together.

I held onto my chest and took deep breaths. Fuck. This isn’t good. Why does my heart keep on beating like a hundred miles per hour?

Aurora My side hurts in a way that feels deep and hot, like the pain has teeth and keeps biting every time I breathe. Each inhale pulls it wider. Each exhale reminds me it is still there. But even with that, even with my own blood soaking into my shirt, the image stuck in my head is Lucas. Lucas hitting silver.