Bleach In Eye But No Pain Novels & Stories

"First aid kit. Dress that cut on your face. There's some arnica in there too. Should help with the bruising." ***** In the washroom I dab with cotton wool and antiseptic. She's calming now, but the eye is going to be a real shiner. Swollen quite closed, it is already bruising. She watches me through her single open green eye. "Jenny, is this really okay? Your husband... He doesn't know me. You don't know me. I'm a stranger to both of you."

Without another thought, I hock back and let fly a wad of phlegm that hits him directly in the center of his left eye. The slap across my face sends me reeling, but it doesn’t hurt. I’m beyond pain now.

The first thing I noticed when I opened my eyes was that everywhere was blurry. I blink, feeling tears rush down my eyes due to the pain of trying to clear my eyes. I blink again and the ceiling comes into focus, it's a hammered glass that houses several florescent bulbs. The hammered glass is surrounded by a white pop ceiling that hurts my eyes. I shut my eyes and try to think of where I could be.

Why? ****** Dr Singh's Pov Flashback... "Sir, I was a small doctor. I have started my practice with a small clinic. I opened it with a loan. One day, a girl was brought to my clinic. The chemical was sprayed into her eyes. The chemical is not so big issue if you splashed cold water immediately, and try to make it open, even if it hurts, it can be cured. Some heavy chemicals hurt and make severe damages to eyes. The chemical in her eyes was not so strong. But she brought to me delay. I take her into the cyber and started the treatment. My heart was ached thinking about the little girl, who is suffering in front of me. Her eyes were swollen and all face became pale and gloomy.

I'm hoping he doesn't notice me. When I felt pain from the sweat dripping from my brow, I closed my eyes. "Oh!" I couldn't stop saying as the pain spread through my eyeball. It was excruciating! I recently discovered that sweat has this effect when it gets into the eyes. The next thing I noticed was the stop in the distance and the rustling from something I didn't even know anymore. I dared to raise my face to see what was happening in front of me. "Sir..." I said in shock when I saw who it was.

my Mum shouts. “I don’t know” I stutter. The doctor looks as shocked as my Mum does. He looks at me up and down whilst his goons are taking notes to put into my file. “This isn’t anything to worry about,” the doctor explains. Me and my Mum just look at him. Of course it’s something to worry about! “Excuse me? You’re telling me that my son bleeding from his eyes is nothing to worry about?” my Mum screams. “It’s not everyday someone bleeds from their bloody eyes!” she continues.

He smiled and returned back to what he was doing. I took a deep breath. I can do this. I started to chop. Well not that bad, I'm impressed. After a minute, I felt itching in my eyes. I rubbed my eyes with my hands. It started itching more. "Damien? Uh, why are my eyes itching?" He sighed, "That's because onion irritates your eyes. You should've known that Li... Just wash your eyes." Of course, I should've known. Moving towards the tap with my eyes half-closed and half-open, I turned the tap on. Taking water in my hands I splashed it in my eyes.

It burns like hell but also has the feeling of small glass particles being pulled through it. “Fuck, fuck, FUCK!” I scream! I haven’t fallen asleep, or hell even wore them longer that six hours since I got them. I get it out and my eye starts to water to as if the contact itself prevented it from the whole time. I get the drops dropping five drops slowly into my eye, trying not to blink after each drop. Finally, I feel their soothing power take effect.

I quickly took my towel from where it hung on the bathroom door and used it to cover my body. The footsteps kept approaching the bathroom door and I began to panic. I didn't have time to wash off the little foam around my eyes because I was panicking and as a result, the foam entered my eyes. I could barely see anything so I decided to wash the foam off my eyes. In the process of washing my eyes, I heard a slow knock on the bathroom door and the door knob slowly turning.

The water covered my entire body, making it hard to breathe, or open my eyes. After about ten seconds, though, after my entire hair and body and clothes were completely drenched, I blinked my eyes. I braced myself for the pain. But it didn’t come. I blinked, then looked up at the cauldron, wondering if it were completely empty. It was. I looked back down at myself, and saw I was drenched. But I was completely fine. Not an ounce of pain.