Why Is My Heart Beating In My Stomach Novels & Stories

He steps forward and gives me a small hug too, careful and quiet. My throat tightens. I press a kiss to Leo’s forehead. And in that exact moment, something strange happens. A sudden jolt deep inside my stomach. Not pain. Not sickness. A sharp, unmistakable movement, like a tiny foot pushing outward from within. My breath catches. My whole body freezes. It feels like someone kicked my stomach. But not from the outside. From inside my body. Inside my belly. My hand flies down to my stomach on instinct. My fingers spread, as if I can hold the moment in place.

I pushed him away with all my force yelling, “What the hell is that for?” My heart started racing fast. I placed my hand on my chest and felt my heart beat. Why is my heart thumping like it's going to fall out of my chest? The reasons when the heart beats fast is while doing exercise, undergoing stress, medication, getting scared of something, or chemicals released when we like someone. No way!!

I felt a strong urge pressing against my stomach—a sudden, unnatural wave of hunger. And what was even more frightening… my chest! Why is it suddenly beating so fast and hard?! What’s wrong with my body?! Without realizing it, I clutched my left breast. I bowed my head deeply, struggling to endure the excruciating pain that kept pounding relentlessly. “Bella, what are you doing?! You’re not allowed to cheat!” Alvaro called out firmly from the sofa. Alvaro’s voice called out, but I remained frozen in place. My stomach twisted even more violently, my heart raced erratically, and my chest suddenly felt so tight I could barely breathe.

My hands flew to my mouth as I stagger backwards. This could not be happening to me, this has to be some sort of sick joke. That was the only explanation I could think about. I stop and bend over as I struggled to breathe. My heart felt at one moment like it was shrinking in my chest, then abruptly it starts beating fast against my chest like it could burst out at any moment. My palms were clammy and I could not think of anything else, except that my heart might burst out at any given moment. I felt my knee grow weak and give way under me.

A tightening at the tip of my stomach. I frowned slightly, shifting on the bed, trying to adjust myself as I pressed my palm lightly against my stomach. “Maybe it’s nothing…” I murmured under my breath. But then... It came again. Stronger this time. A sharp pull that made my breath hitch slightly. I sucked in a slow breath, my fingers curling into the sheets beneath me as I waited. I waited for it to pass, and it did. But suddenly, it occurred to me what was happening.

He immediately picked me up in front and carried me down the stairs witnessed by the maids in this house. Since I wasn't used to this kind of treatment, I felt embarrassed and hid my face in his chest. I also tightened my grip on his shirt. What's strange is that here I am, nervous and embarrassed, but I hear Jayden's heart beating so fast it feels like it's going to explode. I looked up to look at him. “You're not sick are you? Your heartbeat isn't normal.” “I exercised before meeting you on the rooftop. Maybe that caused my heart rhythm to increase.” Strange, but oddly I believed it.

I just politely responded 'no' before going my own way. I didn't notice how long I walked around or where I was until my stomach rumbled. I quickly head towards the direction of the cafeteria that I've walked past earlier. As I slowly got near where the cafeteria was, I could feel my heart pounding nervously. I don't even know why I'm feeling nervous. Is it because of the new environment? New people? But I've been perfectly fine a while ago while roaming around alone. Or maybe it's just because my stomach has been rumbling non-stop. But why is my heart feeling this way if it's my stomach who needs attention?

What was he doing here? My eyes widened as he slowly approached, and I instinctively took a step back, clutching my belly tighter. My heart pounded in my chest so hard I thought it would burst, each beat echoing in my ears. My hands trembled slightly as I pressed them over my stomach, as if trying to shield the little life growing inside me, and maybe shield myself from the emotions surging through me.

I woke up startled when something hard bumped in my belly. I pressed my hand against my stomach and rubbed it. It didn’t hurt, it felt uncomfortable, and I’d never felt anything like that before. I sat still on the bed waiting for another nudge. When nothing happened I stood up and walked to the bathroom. I must be hungry again.

More insistent. I press my hand to my stomach and wait. Another one. Five minutes later. Unmistakable. My heart starts racing. Not panic. Just awareness. It's time.