Bleach Splashed In Eye Novels & Stories

Tang Zhi nodded, reached out to pick up the slippery shrimp plate, and put a bamboo spoon into the soup pot. "Ouch!" The woman suddenly screamed and covered her eyes. Tang Zhi was taken aback. "What's wrong?" The woman's hysterical voice almost pierced people's drums. "How did you do it? The soup splashed into my eyes!" Tang Zhi panicked. "What's the big deal?" "I'm sorry!" Tang Shuang hurriedly put down the things in her hands and came over in a flurry. "Let me have a look. Is it okay? Is it serious? Let's go to the bathroom first and wash it with cold water... If it doesn't work, do you want a doctor to see it?"

The hot water felt good, washing away the day's anxiety and nervous energy. I was rinsing shampoo from my hair when I made the mistake of tilting my head back too far. Soap ran straight into my eyes. "Shit," I hissed, fumbling blindly for the wall. The burning was immediate and awful. "Shit, shit, shit." Water streamed down my face, making it worse. I couldn't see anything. Couldn't find the shower handle to adjust the spray. I heard the bathroom door bang open. "Sheila?" Zuki's voice, urgent.

Then I walk upstairs, moving like an old woman, each step agony. I lock myself in the bathroom. Only then do I let myself look in the mirror. Oh god. My face is already swelling. There's a cut on my cheekbone that's going to need concealer for weeks. My lip is split and bleeding. A bruise is forming on my jaw, dark and ugly.And my eyes, My eyes look dead.

He’s barely conscious now, hovering right on the edge of the abyss, his eyes rolling back in his head as the pain completely overrides his brain's ability to process reality. I step back from the table, setting the bloody scalpel down next to the hammer. Reaching for the bottom shelf of the cart, I retrieve a heavy plastic jug of industrial bleach. Twisting the cap off, the sharp, noxious chemical fumes instantly cut through the scent of copper and sweat in the room. "Wake up," I snap, slapping Stefano sharply across the face with my bloody glove. He gasps, his eyes fluttering open, hazy and completely unfocused.

Ssssttt! "AAAGHH!" Casandra screamed in agony. The liquid hit her eyes like thousands of burning needles piercing into her corneas. Her vision was instantly shrouded in a torturous white haze, followed by a searing heat that scorched the skin of her face. The broken bottle slipped from her hand, clattering onto the cold marble floor.

Before I could register what was happening something was sprayed on my face. Immediately I inhaled I started feeling dizzy and I fell to the ground, knocking down a glass vase containing fruits, the pieces shattered beside where I laid. Black dots clouded my vision . My eyes succomed to the weight and darkness over came me "Hermosa"

Trey helped me up first, Brandon got to his feet and seized the man who was standing behind Trey. "What are you doing? What are you trying to pick a fight with?" "No! No! Please I got cologne in my eye. I didn't see anyone." Brandon dragged him over to where I was now standing. "Apologize… Now!" "I'm sorry Miss. Please forgive me. I'm sorry." I stared into his eyes and noticed that they were very irritated. "You're fine. What I want you to do is go to the bathroom in the back and wash your eyes out, and if you have any contacts I'm afraid to tell you, but you need to remove those as well, or they will prolong the irritation and possibly injure your eyes permanently.

I do as he says, tilting my head. The cold water is a shock to my burning eyes, but it also feels nice once you get past the cold pinpricks. “Now bend over and let it drain,” he instructs. Again, I follow his instructions, bending and blinking. We do this three times before my vision mostly clears, and I can see again. “Thank you, Reid,” I mutter, blinking my still itchy eyes. I want to rub at them, but that would put me back in the same position with ash in my eyes, and if I’m going to find the necklace, I can’t do that.

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.

Nearing it to my nose I caught the scent of lilacs. I placed it on my hair, rubbing my scalp. Soapy bubbles fell from my fingertips as the water poured down my head. The ground beneath me showed how dirty I actually was, twigs and brown water going down a silver circle with slits. The last of the bubbles disappeared and I moved onto the next bottle, moving the soap across my body. But then I made a huge mistake. Some of the soap had gotten into my eyes, they burning completely. Was I going blind? O goodness! This was going to make me blind.