Bleed Just To Know Your Alive Novels & Stories

Amidst the horrific pain that demanded my mind and body’s full attention, I could only manage to eke out one short message: Find me. I’m alive. Find me. I was not going to get out of here on my own. I could hardly move any part of my body. Only my arms. And I could feel the blood still gushing out of my neck. The flow had slowed down a bit. But that meant I didn’t have much time. It meant I was running out of blood.There was nothing to do now except hold on. Hold on and try not to fall down into the surrender of death.

I leaned my head back weakly against the seat and closed my eyes. Beside me, Nadia kept glancing at me worriedly. “You’re bleeding again,” she said softly. I looked down. Blood had stained the side of my hoodie again from one of the cuts near my stomach. “It’s nothing.” Her brows tightened immediately. “You almost died tonight and you’re calling it nothing?” I didn’t reply. Honestly… I still couldn’t believe I was alive. If Ethan hadn’t arrived on time... I pushed the thought away immediately. My chest tightened painfully.

No swelling, my skin is soft, clean. Realization churns in my gut. Yesterday, I had one foot firmly planted in my grave. I knew I was dying. No way should I feel good. I sit up too fast and the rush of it knocks the breath from my lungs. My heart starts racing, adrenaline kicking up late to a party. I throw the blanket back and scan my legs, my arms, my hands. Every inch of me should be black and blue and bandaged, but there's nothing. Not a scab, just perfect, unbroken skin. Like none of it happened.

I was locked in. White. The walls were white. The ceiling. The sheets. The room smelled like bleach and something deeper. Like blood. Like antiseptic. Like survival. Then I felt it. My face. Wrapped. Bandaged. As if someone had tried to patch a shattered vase with gauze and hope. My skin itched under the layers, tight and raw. My chest felt wrapped in something stiff. My breathing ragged. What happened? What the hell happened? I squeezed my eyes shut. Willed my mind to rewind. Rewind. Rewind.

“BECAUSE NONE OF YOU TWO LEECHES IS GETTING SAVED TODAY” That moment, I KNEW my ASS would get whooped twice in a day. And now I wonder why my life isn’t normal.

Kill! Kill! Kill! There’s nothing I can’t do now. All I can think of is causing him pain, as much pain as I can possibly give. It’s at this point that I hope for more that I know he’s close. There’s only so much a body can take before it starts to fall apart. It hasn’t bled enough, it hasn’t cried enough, it hasn’t despaired enough. I lean down as tears leak from his eyes. The small weakness is enough to make me smile.

Blade opened and roamed her eyes around. She groaned as she felt her head and body ache. Her body felt sore, as if she fell from a high place and cannot move. She began to recall what happened and why she is in this state. Her eyes almost bulged out of their sockets as she realized everything from the start. "Why am I alive?! Damn it! " Blade was unhappy to know that she was alive rather than be thankful. She would be better off dead than captured alive by her enemies.

Bang Krystal made the first shot she shot at Heejin who just a moment ago bullied her. The man immediately groaned in pain with blood pouring from his calf. Some of his colleagues who were next to him moved quickly to stop the bleeding in Heejin's leg because he could bleed to death if Krystal actually shot a vein in his leg.

I was unable to connect the dots at that moment so I continued my staring contest praying to the heavens to miraculously provide enough oxygen for me to breathe. Soon, I felt the slow trickle of something down my leg and I laughed to myself. Did I really pee after seeing Ace? I looked up to discover no one shared my amusement then Bella confirmed what I heard again "Annalise you are bleeding. You are bleeding, Annalise" She said in calm tone with panic and fear running through her eyes. What bleeding are they talking about? Maybe I cut myself while running or something but what I desperately seeked right now was for someone to realise that I have not said a word since I came into the house a

“Oh well.” The metal hits my head with a loud bang and I fall to the ground immediately. Blood… When I was little, I scrapped my knee and ended up bleeding badly. My alpha told me that it’s okay to cry and let it all out. I did cry and let it all out but now I lay in the pool of my own blood, listening to sound of my name being shouted out by Sebastian, I can barely cry out at all. The intense pain at the side of my head drowns me. Even as the life leaves my body, I can only blink at the ground of the abandoned warehouse I end up dying on…