Coughing Up Blood After Running Novels & Stories

Willow “What’s that?!” He rips my hand forward to inspect it before I even have a chance to process it. I cough again and more droplets of blood appear on my other hand. The taste of copper lingers on my tongue. Was I dying? My lower back still aches from where I landed on the sharp rock, but I was accustomed to bruising. It was just another day in my life. But I had never coughed up blood before. Concern is written on his face. He doesn’t even try to hide his emotions as he hauls me off the chair and into his arms.

“Aren’t you hungry? Let’s just continue this tomorrow, yeah?” “Sure.” I said in a low voice. He offered a hand; I grinned before taking his hand. Gideon helped me stand up. We were laughing because he won’t stop making jokes about almost everything. It was almost nightfall and the sun was slowly disappearing. Huh, I didn’t even take a nap as I planned to do the whole day. I stopped walking when I felt my throat flinch. A cough escaped my mouth, I was coughing blood. It wasn’t even dark red, it’s almost black.

He falls to his knees and at the same time, he releases my hand. He coughs again. But this time something is different and something is very very wrong. He coughs out blood, red blood. The smell of it is impossible to miss. Blood begins to flow from his nostrils and he coughs again, holding onto his chest and not before long, his coughs turns uncontrollable. I go on my knees and hold him still as he coughs. His blood pools beneath him and I become shocked at the amount of blood his body is pushing out.

He barked this time, pushing him backwards towards the hatch door once again. “Well, I'm here for her and I'm not leaving until I-” He coughed, blood splattering out of his mouth quickly. He coughed again. More blood. This is bad. Why was he coughing up blood? He fell. He coughed continuously, gripping the floor to catch his breath. I stopped, breathless. He was becoming very pale now. He was losing blood rapidly, his entire body dirty and scarred from the fight of before. Large gashes ran across his arms and chest. He was bleeding profusely along with the blood he was losing from coughing.

“I’d try and reach her again tomorrow; I won’t give up; I won't let her go” As he got closer to his room, he felt pain in his chest but couldn’t tell what was wrong. When he got back to his room, he was about to lie down. The pain in his chest became heavy, and he started coughing, placing one hand on his chest. He was shocked when he saw a drop of blood on his bed and couldn't believe it was from coughing. He coughed again, and his hand was covering his mouth when he saw blood. How come?

His body just stopped from crashing the trees when it hit the big hard rock. "Argh!" He groaned in pain while his body fell on the hard ground. He tried to stand up immediately but his body tremble and it made him fall back again on the ground. Then he felt a warm liquid was dripping on his forehead and is accompanied by a strong cough with blood.

My breathing got heavier and heavier as I ran, I slipped alot because I was weak, tearing my hands on sharp low branches, some on the floor as I broke my numerous falls. I whimpered and groaned as I tried my best to be as quiet as possible. Parts of trees and brushes tore through my face, arms and sides as I continued to push my body through. I bit down hard on my tongue and the inside lining of my bottom lips to stop myself from passing out every ten minutes. Blood poured out my mouth and the sides of my face but I couldn't stop running. This has become a matter of life and death to me If I couldn't get to him in time I would surely die.

It starts small, just a little tickle in my throat, but then I find the cough growing into a full bark, a hack. Victor puts a hand on my back, looking at me with concern, and I can barely catch my breath, clutching my napkin to my mouth as my chest finally settles down. When I finally suck in a breath and glance down at my napkin, I see that it’s speckled red with blood.

I felt a little stomach upset when I was doing that, so I went to the toilet, but nothing happened, and I went into the bathroom. I was bathing and my stomach was getting worse. I did not know if it was the things I ate at the competition, but my stomach was killing me. I managed to finish bathing and was cleaning my body when I started coughing out blood. I held the wall and managed to come out of the bathroom naked to call Kelly when I saw someone standing in my room.

Lukas nodded and took a deep breath. "Recently, he would take a walk every morning and night at the park near our place. At first, he would get tired after just a few steps, but now he can occasionally run two laps. In hopes of having you cure him, he has been working really hard to get stronger. "This morning, when I accompanied him on his morning run, he said he wanted to run an extra lap. After he finished, he looked energized. I even complimented him on getting stronger. "To my surprise, he puked blood when he went home to shower. I only happened upon the blood stain when I went into the bathroom to look for something after he exited the shower. I told him to go to the hospital, but he i