Broken Blood Vessel Bottom Of Foot Novels & Stories

I instinctively tensed. The next second, I slammed heavily onto the hard concrete at the bottom of the shaft. There was a dull thud. The impact seemed to shake pain through all my organs. Thankfully, the bottom of the shaft was dry and had no standing water. But the bare, hard ground offered no cushioning at all. A violent wave of pain spread from my head and lower leg through my entire body. I trembled in agony, cold sweat soaking through my clothes almost instantly. I knew very clearly that I had most likely broken a bone.

But that was short lived. With the adrenaline gone, the pain from my foot shot through me, I held my breath, as if that would make the pain go away. I sat properly and took off my shoe. When I ran, I didn’t care to check how bad the injury was. Looking at my foot now, I got scared. It was red, swollen and full of blisters. My hand was no better, the skin was raw and red.

Crossing the bridge of shards he had created for her on bare feet. Her feet had no strength. Her trembling legs gave out from under her, and she fell. Before she could hit the ground. Two strong arms wrapped around her delicate waist, and she was pulled into a warm embrace. Sweat beads trickled down her temples as the blinding pain erupted from the soles of her feet, and the waves of pain went up to her skull. As the adrenaline rushed out, she could feel the warm blood dripping down her feet with a small noise as it fell into the small puddle of blood. She could feel the shards in her feet slicing her flesh. They were lodged inside.

Barefoot, she crossed the shattered wine glasses and crimson pools covering the floor. Broken glass pierced the soft skin beneath her feet, drawing thin trails of blood. She never even frowned. Each step remained as steady as if she were walking down the red carpet on Wall Street. The shattered bones in her right hand sent waves of agony through her body. The backlash from the frost toxin made every breath unbearably heavy. Yet the overwhelming life force flowing through their blood pact supported her failing body. Boom! Her leg swept through the air with explosive force. Vivienne snapped her foot forward.

The night however took a disastrous turn when I misstepped and something snapped. I froze on the spot in disbelief then slowly glanced down to where my feet now stood unevenly on the ground. "No, this...this can't be happening," I sputtered incredulously and dropped to my knees to inspect my heels. It had snapped, alright. The right foot had broken. I grabbed the wall to steady myself and slipped it off, muttering incoherently with annoyance that rose from almost immediately. Of all the nights these heels could have chosen to mock me, it just had to be tonight.

I pressed my leg over it, causing pressure but it didn't break yet. "Move your feet up and then step on it, but be careful," He advised and I did it as he said. I lifted my feet up and with more force, stepped on it. My eyes widened when I felt it crack under my shoes, "It broke," I said, a bit relieved at the fact it didn't make a loud noise as I expected it to do.

But being tipsy and the closet being dark, I trip over something and hit the floor with a thud. “Ah, damnit!” I cry out and thank the Vega’s for installing carpets in the walk-ins before I limp to the light switch, my eyes falling on the guilty pair of shoes that tripped me. Growling, I feel a wave of anger course through me at the sight of my wedding Louboutin platforms. Picking them up by the heels, I am about to chuck them in the trash when something at the bottom of one of the heels catches my eye. I frown and walk over to the plush seat in the middle, looking down at the obvious cut into the red bottoms.

“Damn it! I asked you many times. Look at this, now!” “Your Majesty!” Ruri also ended up shouting at him. “You're bleeding!” She walked over spontaneously, but Rohan stopped her. “Don't come any closer.” "But," Sashal sat awkwardly as Rohan kept mumbling to himself, commenting on the condition of his feet, which were swollen at the surface of the feet, and bleeding at the heel and ankle. Seeing the blood that appeared due to scratches on her Achilles heel, no wonder she felt pain as if there were thousands of ants tearing that part. And what's worse, his feet swelled. It looked blue and purplish like it wasn't getting any blood flow.

I was about to turn away when I felt a sharp pain in my right foot "Ah" I lowered down only to see a deep cut. Three of my toes are bleeding here as if someone sliced me with a knife. "Ouch ouch"I took off the slippers I happened to have worn which exposed my feet and scanned my three toes. I lowered a little to see if there was any glass there because I didn't see any or knife when I came in and there was nothing. The floor was covered in blood coming from my toes and that scared me greatly, just walking made it painful "Vic," I said and limped towards the sink to get my phone, and luckily immediately I picked up the phone from there Vic was surprisingly calling. Without wasting time I answ