When I Breathe In My Heart Hurts Novels & Stories

The air inside his chest seemed to have been sucked out by him, Sweet Pea was breathing hard, her cheeks were not sure whether because of lack of oxygen or because of being kissed by him, but Sweet Pea couldn't stand it anymore. With both hands pounding on his chest, Brene Brian was clearly still unsatisfied, but fortunately he still had a bit of humanity left, letting her go, Sweet Pea was freed, hastily sniffed to In contrast, Brene Brian was beside her, her breathing was very calm, her face was not red, her heart was not beating fast, her eyes were cold.

I spray an abundant amount so I can breathe, and not smell them. I turned on the vent, hoping that will help as well. I rub my chest, the pain still hurt so bad. I'm surprised I'm even standing and walking. The pain is unbelievable. My body is still sweating like crazy. It trembles, it's almost as if I'm cold and my body won't stop trembling.

This burning hatred consuming my heart against both of them wouldn't even exist if he had just married her instead of me, saving me from having to suffer through this misery too. My mind screamed at me to say something, but what was I supposed to say? My feet remained completely rooted to the ground that I couldn't walk away even if I wanted to. “Oh, Jesus,” she gasped, struggling to draw oxygen into her lungs. “I can't breathe. I can't fucking breathe. God, I'm so sorry, Brianna. I wish I could just die. Jesus. What do I do with this much pain? It hurts so bad. It fucking hurts right here in my chest.” She complained, violently hitting her own chest, the action immediately triggering my con

People don't fall in love that quickly. Do they? I shake my head, refusing to believe it. I can't love him. I take a step back, then two, I keep taking until my back hits the wall, my knees buckle. My laugh cracks in the middle and turns into another sob. Then why does it feel like someone reached into my chest and ripped something out? Why does breathing hurt so much? I slide down the wall before i know it. My lungs lock tight. I throw the shirt across the room, i hate everything that belongs to him.” i hate you!!”

And I could feel it. Not in the wind whispering through the trees. Not in the shifting shadows dancing across the walls. But deep in my chest— low, insistent, and aching. Something was wrong. I gasped suddenly, my hand flying to my chest. Pain, sharp and searing twisted beneath my ribs, and for one terrifying heartbeat, I couldn’t breathe. My lungs locked. My heart thundered. The bond tugged violently, like a thread yanked taut, trembling with fear and agony.

My breathing slows, one shaky inhale at a time, until the room stops spinning quite so violently. I tried to sit up. Pain sliced through my ribs like glass grinding against my bones. A sharp sound rips from my throat before I can stop it. My heart stuttered wildly in my chest— skipping, surging, misfiring in a rhythm that feels alien inside me. I froze, terror blooming cold in my gut.

The next thing I knew, I was raising my hand, grabbing the front of my sweatshirt, and my fist hammering my chest because I could not breathe. “Shit!” Finn panicked. “Lexi?” From the solar lights, I saw Finn’s eyes widen, mouth open, aghast at what happened to me, but it was too late. Instead of breathing in relief that it was only him, it was not what I was feeling right now. As if someone had gripped my lungs so tight, the stabbing pain inside my chest made it difficult for me to breathe. I tried to inhale, filling my lungs with air, but I ended up crying, scared that my breathing, coming in short, and hurting my chest would kill me.

, Davil spits out those despicable word and I bite the inside of my lips to halt me from sobbing like a child. "That makes two of you", I stare up at him as tears obstruct my vision. "Happy married life", I manage to say before I walk out of the door, before my bleeding heart betrays me. I enter into the car and tell the driver to drive. A sharp pain pierce my chest and my chest becomes so heavy. I find it hard to breath, it is like something is blocking my air flow. I hit my chest so hard hoping to get rid of whatever pain is preventing me from breathing.

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

My tears began to roll down my cheeks as I struggled to inhale some air to breathe. Tyron... Where are you... I glanced slowly at the door, hoping he would come, but my shoulders immediately fell when I remembered that he was not coming home. I started to calm myself and inhale a few times and let out heavy sighs to ease my feeling. I breathed a sigh of relief as I felt the pain in my chest gradually subside. "I can't even manage to handle my bruises and pain in my body, why does my heart need to suffer from the pain too? You're the only one who's making me strong, why do you need to get hurt.." I said weakly to my heart.