Novel & Cerita Why Is My Heart Beating In My Stomach

But deep inside my chest… something stirred. A pulse. Weak but steady. A heartbeat that wasn’t mine. I clutched my stomach, breath hitching. And the air around me shifted, electric, alive.

I held onto my chest and took deep breaths. Fuck. This isn’t good. Why does my heart keep on beating like a hundred miles per hour?

My heart misses a beat. What was that? “Rhea you need to calm down. You are saying too many things at once. I can't even keep up with you. Relax.” I try to relax on my seat to no avail. My heart is beating too fast, my body is too hot, my stomach is flipping in and out and I feel like there's a volcano about to erupt within me. I risk facing a death sentence because of what the two of us planned and did. I can't keep calm.

He said, and then he was gone. The room went quiet. I stood there alone in the gym equipment room, my bag still on my shoulder, surrounded by nothing but the sound of my own breathing and the faint hum of the building around me. And then I noticed it. ‘Why is my heart beating so fast?’ The thought came in small and then got louder, because it was a legitimate question. My chest was doing something that had nothing to do with being startled or running or any other reasonable explanation. It was the kind of heartbeat that happened when your body knew something your head hadn't caught up to yet.

"I need to see a therapist or something..." I'm worried about my health. My heart is fluttering. My pulse is ticking against my jaw. There is a buzzing in my stomach, and I swear that isn't normal. Am I dying?" Are these the warning signs of a heart attack? I hope not. I get underneath the covers and get comfortable. There is a new message from the pixie girl herself. What could she want? I click on the message with a weird feeling in my chest. My heart is thumping, which is so freaking weird.

My stomach dropped, heart stuttering in my chest. Roman.

It's not like I'm shaking from being hit by a gun, but why is my heart beating so fast now? It seems abnormal to be restless because of this with Allison. We both looked at each other, and I got even more nervous, so I looked away.

He said with worry and I quickly hanged up, kept my phone far away from me and layed back on the bed. Why is my heart beating so fast. And why am I sweating like I ran a marathon race. What is going on with me? Were the only questions that rang in my head. I slowly closed my eyes waiting for sleep to take me, I hope it does cause I can't stay here and be thinking of Gabriel. No, I am mad at him. Am I really??

Not this calm, quiet version who seems like he has just had enough. Of me. “What do you mean?” I ask shakily, my nerves jumping around inside my stomach and my heartbeat starts bouncing out of my chest, banging against my rib cage erratically. Pain splicing me deep down as my senses piece his words together. A horrible sense of foreboding turning into a full-blown panic attack.

She was probably thinking what kind of a mother was I to not remember my baby's gender. Well, nurse. I would if I knew. "It's a boy?" I asked her again. My blood went rushing to my head when she bobbed her head in a sharp yes. Unless I was experiencing an episode of sudden cardiac arrest, why the bloody hell was my heart beating so loudly? I could feel it all the way up to my throat, thudding against my ribcage. I could even hear it through all the monitoring devices in the room. This is not normal.