Dance Me to the End of

Eddie doubled over, clenching his lower abdomen and rocking the boat, nearly capsizing them. He bit down on his tongue, tasting rust as his gut churns, convulses, and heaves, attempting to expel the invasive force. Eddie’s breath caught in his throat, refusing to descend into his abdomen. His diaphragm spasmed, struggling to expand, to draw oxygen into lungs that felt compressed. His world narrowed to a singular, excruciating focus: the shredding, tearing, twisting horror within.“Fuck!” He hissed through clenched teeth. In a frenzy, he yanked at the light fabric of his hellfire shirt, just to prove to himself that his bowels weren’t actively spilling out. As hands darted over unharmed flesh, his respite lagged. Eventually, reality snapped back and another visceral anguish overtook his trembling frame. His soulmate. The searing burn moved from encompassing his lower half to his eyes, his hands flew up, ringed fingers pulling back wet. He shook his head. no , no don’t do this.OrSoulmate AU!