While My Heart Is Still Beating Novels & Stories

In loud women who finally found someone who cherishes their noise. And in the soft hum of a room where every heart had found its place — not because it was perfect. But because it was real.

My heart is beating too fast, too loud, like it’s trying to crawl out of my ribs. I tell myself I’m just checking. Just confirming I didn’t imagine it. Just proving to myself that I’m not losing my mind. That’s the lie. The truth is uglier. Quieter. It settles low in my gut, heavy and undeniable. I know I need him gone. Or closer. I don’t let myself think past that. Thinking is dangerous right now. Thinking is how I end up frozen in place while my body burns itself apart from the inside. I move before I can argue myself out of it.

That's what the doctors had said after all. “But still…” she placed her hand against her chest. Her heartbeat felt odd.. it was too steady…too precise. Almost like it was mechanical. Anna frowned. She had studied enough biology to know that a normal heart beat felt like…”lub-dub…lub-dub” This felt different like…”whirr…click…whirr.” Her breath caught. Did she imagine that? She pressed her palm harder against her chest. Nothing. Just silence. “Get a grip,” she muttered to herself. Her body had been through surgery. “Of course things would feel strange.” She needed fresh air so she went for a walk.

I clenched my fist, feeling the steady beat of my heart. “I’m still here,” I murmured into the night. “And I won’t waste it again.” The fire crackled softly. And for the first time in a long while, I believed myself. ****

𝐴 ℎ𝑜𝑙𝑒 𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑖𝑑𝑒 𝑚𝑦 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡. TBC

he said again. My heart was beating violently, and something seemed to rain down inside me. Flooding me with turbulent waves that roll up my world. And my world feels like it's slowly coming together again. >>>

Of those days, I lived this lifestyle as a routine. That beating heart races again, speeding up as my own anxiety speeds. Thudump, thudump, thudump. It's a repeat I've motion, accompanied by the whooshing of blood. It sounds so near yet seems so far away... I wonder who belongs to the strange fast, beating heart. Are they as scared as I am? Is this their first time?? Hello? I call through mind-link. I wait for a response, and despite their heart racing just a little more, seemingly out of excitement, I don't get an answer.

To annihilate me and keep his secret? My heart pounds against my ribs, each beat so loud and erratic it feels like it might burst. Sweat beads on my forehead, trickling down the side of my face, mingling with the remnants of the shower water. My hands tremble violently as I move, but I don’t stop. I can’t stop.

“Good night.” I was taken aback after he said that before I could get up on my bed. There’s no harm, so I decided to say it back. “Y-Yeah, good night.” Why do I have to stutter every single time? I lay on the bed with embarrassment filling me up. Can I please stop stuttering whenever I talk? And what’s up with my heart? It keeps beating faster and gradually getting louder as if I ran thousands of miles. Don’t tell me… I do have heart disease now? Am I going to die? But that seems better since I might meet Lia— No! What the hell am I thinking? How long do I even have to think about this?

My heart beat was tripled to the usual ,at that point I kn ow I have already been given a heads-up, I just need to work on it ,the universe is by my side and I have to utilize it.