In My Chest.

Firstly, an author's note:
This story's based on this poem. You don't need to read it, but it's sort of like a prequel. The narrator is the same, but the events/concept is different, but they are relevant to each other.

Everything could be summarized in:
There's a corpsecorpse-baby in my chest.
  1. Wedged Between My Ribs.
    Corpsecorpse-baby still owns me. [1/1]