Bleach In Eye But No Pain Novels & Stories

I held my breath as I flicked on the light, half expecting an angry Alpha sitting in the chair across from me, but the orange glow of the chandelier revealed the room to be empty. “Oh boy, that looks bad.” I said to myself as I approached the bathroom mirror, exhaling sharply as I saw the skin around my eye turning a sickening purple colour. A layer of earth and debris coated my body and the gash above my eyebrow where Adrian’s boot had connected with my head was an angry red, now coated with sticky dried blood which streaked the entire right side of my face and neck. I inwardly groaned as I stepped into the shower, watching the clear water turn muddy as it trailed down my body and into the

I felt that strange beating in my heart once more as she gently opened my eye and blew softly into it. "Is it better?" She asked and my eye went shut. "No.. no it's not," I said and tried to rub it. "Rubbing won't help. Wait." She said and blew fiercely into my eye. "Ah. it's not helping." I said and she stood up and took my hand. " Let's try washing it out. " She said and led me to the restroom. In the bathroom, she bent my head and ran the water over it. Then she ran her hands over my eye repeatedly with water and suddenly, the discomfort in my eye was gone.

I rub my hand first then face and pass it to him. "There is little mark over there, " he said taking it and bent down a little to my eye level and rub a little left over mark . "Done," he said with a proud smile. "Thanks" I mumble softly and start doing the experiment again when suddenly our test tube burst making my eyes widen. All the chemical fall on our clothes. I look at the left over glass in my hand with wide eyes ," How this happen?". But my eyes widen more if possible when I see his hand bleeding.

"Miss Willow, I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have left you alone. If I were there, they couldn't have ganged up on you." I held her hand. "It's not your fault. I can't avoid them forever. Besides, now, I can clear my name completely." The nurse paused for a moment before saying, "Miss Willow, I will always stay with you from now on." After returning to the hospital, my attending doctor examined my eyes carefully and sighed. My heart sank. "Doctor, how are my eyes?" The doctor hesitated. "It's nothing serious, we just need to change the medication. However, your eyes were grazed today. Make sure this doesn't happen again. It's best to stay in the hospital for a while and not move around carelessly

Knowing she was safe felt strangely necessary, like part of his routine before stepping into the noise. The curtain opened and Axl took another deep breath. The applause was sparse. He could make out a few bored faces in the crowd. He wouldn’t let it deter him. Nothing would. He stepped up to the mic and inhaled through his nose. “Hey,” he said, his voice steady. The sound echoed wrong. It was too sharp and too empty. “We’re Blunt Pain.”

Tears and cold water ran together down my cheek. I didn't wipe any of it away. I just sneered to myself, because even a pressure gun fired straight into the eye only caused a moment of pain.

The sharp citrus aroma filled my nose and I breathed it in. ‘You're safe.’ I reminded myself as I began to work the fragrant foam into my hair. A sharp sting made me hiss, pulling my hands away. Panic surged through me, and I quickly rubbed the shampoo away from my eyes. It didn't stop and I let the warm water rain over my head. Ignoring the continuous pain slowly dulling. Turning it off I moved to the back of my head, silently cursing immediately I felt the dull pain again. Shutting my eyes, I felt it.

I rip my shirt open and I see water rolling down my body as if it's a hot summer's day. Something catches my eye. My veins start turning black , and like almost black blood begins to flow up to my arms. Standing up , I limp to the bathroom and look at myself in the mirror. The pain begins to double and triple - I hold onto the sink. The black blood or substance travels through every vein in my body, even the eye vein - turning the whites of my eyes black. I feel it flow as it leaves a trail of pain behind. My teeth begin to hurt and I begin to loose conciousness as the pain becomes unbearable.

I dropped the knife in my hands and dabbed at my eyes with the edge of the apron, squinting and blinking rapidly to reduce the burning sensation in my eyes. "Are you okay?" Adrian asked, concern lacing his tone. "No. I am not okay." I whined as the burning sensation in my eyes did not seem to be receding. "What's wrong?" he asked again. "My eyes are burning. They sting!" I whined, blinking my eyes rapidly again. "That's normal while cutting onions." he said. "I saw that in a documentary once. What do I do about my eyes? They're hurting seriously." "Just calm down. It will stop stinging you after a while. Don't rub on your eyes too much, or they'll bruise." Adrian said, wrapping his fingers a

I ramble on as I head into the bathroom. I grab some eyedrops and the spare colored contacts I keep hidden. I grab one out and let it soak in the solution from the eye drops in the contacts container. Taking a deep breath, I peeled the bandages from my eye. This was going to hurt a lot. I put some eye drops in my eye. It burned so badly. I let out a hiss of pain. Fuck, that sucked.