Why Is My Heart Beating In My Stomach の小説・ストーリー

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.

It stung in my chest—but at the same time something warm inside me curled low inside my stomach. What is this feeling?

My heart started racing. What's happening? *

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.

“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?

What is this Im feeling? My heart feels like it's about to beat out of my chest, my hands becoming clammy, and a thousand butterflies feel like they're swarming my stomach. I chalk it up to motion sickness. Yes, that's it, that's all it is. I couldn't possibly love Axon; that's just crazy. We stare off into the sunset, neither of us speaking a word. I look over, and Axon seems to be fidgeting in his pocket. I clear my throat, and he looks up. Axon is giving me a look like a child who's caught his hand in the cookie jar. He pulls whatever he's carrying in his pocket out and tries to kneel.

I liked that Will and I could joke around together. That’s when I felt this weird feeling inside me. It was like that feeling you get when your nervous… but I wasn’t nervous. It was like butterflies. I stood up. The feeling was still there. I was sure something was wrong. “Will!” I yelled. He poked his head out from the kitchen. As soon as he realized I was holding my stomach, he ran into the room. “What’s wrong Becca?!” “Something is wrong. I can feel it. It reminds me of butterflies, but it’s not.”

As if he was giving off a presence that could drive my body insane! I put my palm on the top of my chest and I could feel my heart inside the ribcage wanting to explode because of how fast it was beating. No. This was not normal at all. My heart was beating fast, and my body was reacting strangely—not so damn normal! Something is definitely wrong with me!