When I Breathe In My Heart Hurts Novels & Stories

Several times I took a deep breath because I felt like I was short of breath. Please, stop...please...my dumb request. I felt scared because I knew it wasn't good. If you feel hurt, I know it's not like this. Do I have heart disease? Every beat of my heart hurts so much that I close my eyes. I was so weak that I couldn't open my eyes. My hands are cold but my senses and hearing are strong. I am afraid of what is happening to me. I want to scream but I can't. Alessia.

Elena POV Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Exhale. Something heavy surged in my chest as I shifted back and realized that the breathing exercise wasn’t working. My heart started pounding fiercely against my ribs as if it couldn’t wait to get out. It definitely wasn’t fear burning in my veins as I forced myself to breathe through my nose, even as mind numbing pain travelled from my chest, to my arms, to my spine. I licked my dry lips. No, It wasn’t fear. I couldn’t allow fear come into my mind, not right now when it felt like waved were crashing against my ears.

My lungs started to hurt out of nowhere and I was having difficulty breathing. "Dan something's wrong I can't breathe. " ©KCMmuoe

Why is he here, where is little man? what's going on. I suddenly felt like a thousand hands were pressing down on my windpipe making it hard to breathe. Breathe Glamour, breathe. I kept chanting in my head till I was able to breathe again. I can't believe my eyes, maybe I'm beginning to see things because I'm traumatized.

I haven't even had the opportunity to contact Samuel yet. Someone yells something and before I know, something's clamped over my nose and mouth. I can still breathe? Right? What's the fuss about then? My lungs constrict painfully as I try to take a deep breath and prove to myself that these people are just being dramatic. What's going on? My head feels like a thousand and one pins have been inserted in my chest... there's just this burning feeling that won't go away. "His heart's quivering, someone get me a defibrillator!"

My voice trembled, and I gasped for air, trying to keep control. “Ahhh!” I let out a broken cry, my vision blurring with more tears. “Why?! Why me?!” My chest felt tight, and my breath came in short, desperate gasps. I slammed my fist against the steering wheel, sobbing uncontrollably. The pressure in my chest was unbearable, like I was drowning in my own pain.

I shouldn’t be envious of him getting fulfillment elsewhere since I was. Tyler I never realized how difficult the simple act of breathing could actually be, but I am conscious of every torturous breath I take. Wearing a shirt is not an option, and if the wind blows, I am in sheer agony. I guess I shouldn’t complain, at least my ribs aren’t aching like a rotted tooth anymore. Though if I do manage to get a good breath in, they are still quite painful but not constant.

My breath is so shallow and irregular that I’m feeling lightheaded. “Sure, sure,” Cynthia says. “Now stop lying to me and take a few deep breaths for real.” Closing my eyes, I force myself to listen as she begins counting. “Inhale. One, Two, Three, Four. Hold. One, Two, Three, Four. Exhale… Hold…” We go through the process for four breaths. “Better?” she asks. “In a way,” I reply. Yes, I don’t feel so much like I might black out anymore, but my heart is still shattered into tiny pieces. Each piece sharply juts out into my chest, giving me some of the worst ache I’ve ever felt in my life.

She’s hurt, her pain mixed with my own. Ethan stands in the middle of the dance floor. All of a sudden it feels as if I’m holding my breath at the bottom of the tub. More and more water is filling up and as much as I want to take a breath I can’t. Despite all the warm bodies I’m cold. I open my mouth to take a breath and my throat constricts. The world spins and I try to steady myself. I’m scratching at my throat now. I can’t breathe.

I close my eyes as I breathe her in, filling my lungs with her heavenly scent. I’m about to pull away when I feel her small hands on my chest, and I freeze with my lips still against her forehead. She hesitantly runs her hands up my chest to connect behind my neck, and my lungs start to burn as I realize that I had been holding my breath.