Where's My Heart Novels & Stories

Thank God, the architecturel building is built on the other side of where I frequent. “You?” he rasps, frowning at the sight of my face. I take that back. What the hell is he doing here? “Excuse me? I got here first,” I argued, pertaining to the bench I’m sitting on. I don’t know why I ended up at the park where I met that mass cat killer, I just did. Hypothetically, I am just testing whether I have already moved on from the trauma, or I haven’t yet still. It’s part of my chosen course, you see. But out of all days that I decided to test this, Seon Yuu has to be here. What luck.

I felt my heart founding and it actually hurt. I placed my hand on the left side of my chest where I believe the heart is located and listened to the beat. Such an odd feeling... I lay back on the bed, closed my eyes and went to sleep.

he instructed as he let go of my face and I frowned, wondering what the point of it was. I placed my head on his chest and closed my eyes, just to get it over with. I expected to hear the usual heart beating and the sound of his breath. Yet, when I leaned in, his chest did not move even a lone inch and I placed my ear to the left of his chest, wondering where his heart beat could be. I scoffed at my lack of common sense, there is certainly no way that any person would not have a heartbeat, "what do you hear, my Aphrodite?" I turned my face and listened with my other ear.

whirr Her heart was gone… What was beating in her chest?

I said, placing my hand over my beating heart. That was close.

My heart skipped a beat, my tears moist right then. I dropped to a crouch and held him, pressing my ear against his chest again. I could hear his heartbeat, thumping powerfully through his thin shirt. It was such a familiar sensation. It was Stan's heartbeat. As I closed my eyes, my tears flowed ever so quietly. We stayed like that for a while, and as I wiped my tears, I held Nathan firmly in my arms once more. "Please live a good life with Stan's heart." - Nathan walked with me to the gates of the orphanage, but I never once turned to look at him again.

What is the meaning of this and what the hell is going on? How am I meant to find the heart of the man I am looking for and what the hell is going on? What am I going to do now? I looked around for a while before sighing at the moment. I began to search through the room to see if their heart was somewhere. But what type of heart am I looking for? If the man had died, then his heart would have rotted, so how can I look for theta else? Everything here glitters! What on earth is this test?

It was a voice she could never forget, one she constantly heard even in her dreams so how could she forget it? She raised her head slowly to meet ink, dark eyes. Thump, thump, thump. Her heart raced like it was running a marathon. "E-ezekiel?" she called, a part of her hoping she was seeing things. "Its good that you didn't forget me" Ezekiel chuckled enjoying every expression that passed through her face. He leaned back on his seat and smiled. The kind of smile he had flashed at her five years ago after saying all of those harsh and horrible words, after dumping her...

My heart drops. “Where is she?” I ask.

“Money isn’t an issue for me. My only concern now is where to take you, to make your heart truly at ease after all the chaos.” I looked up at him, my smile growing wider as I placed my hand over his chest, feeling the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. “Wherever you take me, I’ll go,” I said, my voice filled with quiet certainty. “As long as I’m with you, my heart feels at ease.”