Do Ears Bleed When Pierced Mga Nobela at Kwento

I whisper but couldn't help to frown seeing how it pierce to the thin skin of his eyebrow. I may be a killer who killed countless of people. But you see, I have weakness too. And one of it is having an earrings. I do have an earrings but only a clip earrings. I don't want getting pierce by someone else. I don't know why, I don't have a specific reason. I just don't want it. "Do you want to have one?" He offer.

As I leaned closer to my reflection, I noticed something red trickling out of my ear. Horrified, I realized it was blood. How is this possible? I asked myself, letting out a shriek as I stumbled backward. My voice must have been loud because Liam was suddenly at the door, knocking. "I'm fine," I muttered, but he kept knocking. "If I'm bleeding, does that mean... it was real?" Questions flooded my mind. "Macy, what's going on? Are you okay?" Liam’s voice came through the door. "I said I'm fine, please!" I snapped, irritation creeping into my tone.

Could sex with someone she’d only met a couple of days ago unleash emotions that strong? Was it deeper than that? Her earring got stuck as she tried to shove the post through the ancient hole, the back of the earlobe grown over. A few layers of skin had closed up the back of the lobe and she worked to center the end of the post over the spot where the lump of scar tissue was thickest. Gritting her teeth, she forced the metal rod through, the hot sting of newly-pierced tissue evolving into a throb. Her favorite pearl earring dangled nicely. Was it worth the pain?

Danny was back three minutes later, pushing the piercing tray inside the room, he pulled the chair to a straight position, I sat on it. He frowned, "I told you not to to play with the tongue piercing!" He scolded. "I know! But I can't help it!" I pouted at him. He just shook his head and started to explain why it was bad to play with my piercing. It went inside my left ear, and got out from my right ear almost instantly. "-You get it?" He asked. "Yup." "You didn't hear anything I hear I said right?" He sighed. "Nope." I said confidently.

However, he was too slow. As he moved to counter, a jolt ran through the dominant strength shield enveloping him. A searing pain tore through his left ear, followed by the whizzing sound of something slicing the air. Even a powerhouse like him only caught a blur, a seemingly trivial pebble that had flown from afar, effortlessly piercing his dominant strength shield and shredding his left ear to pieces. Blood and flesh scattered. His already grotesque face contorted in horror as blood gushed down his neck, soaking his collar in a chilling crimson tide.

I grabbed a cotton ball and cleaned his ear, then positioned the piercing gun on the spot I marked out. "Okay, take a deep breath." I suggested and he rolled his eyes, causing me to laugh. I pulled the 'trigger' and when I removed it, I smiled at my job well done. But this was only the first ear. Landon hadn't even flinched in the slightest and this made me wonder if he was even human.

“This is what you get for wearing things that don’t belong to you!” Earth shattering pain began to radiate from my ears as I looked down to see blood steadily streaming on to the floor from both sides of my face. He ripped the earrings right out of my ears. I felt something inside me snap. I let out a blood curdling scream that I’m sure echoed through the corridor. I had nothing left in me. ‘Iris…’ I called to her and no sooner did Iris thrust forward in a massive burst of rage. My body begins shifting.

"I...do not understand" I could not hear anything she said next as the pounding in my head grew so loud that I felt warm liquid trickle out of my ears. I touched my ears and felt something sticky on my fingers. When I brought them in front of my eyes, I saw warm red blood and the sight horrified me. I screamed and got up from my bed with a start. Was I dreaming? I looked around, my heart beating wildly against my ribcage, and touched my ears immediately. No blood was oozing out of them.

“Are you okay, babe? I don’t answer at first. Instead, I flex my jaw and rub my ears for any sign of damage. Thankfully, the fact that I can hear him means that my eardrums are still intact, but my ears still feel like they’re on fire. He takes my face in the palm of his hands and inspects me. “Your nose is bleeding.” He says as he rubs at my nose with the sleeve of his sweater.

“Arghhh!” I let go of the pistol. The thud to the ground was somewhat deafening. I reached for my ears, gripping it tightly, but the ringing only seemed to grow louder. Slowly I fell to the ground from the pain in my head and ears. I was almost certain that my ears were bleeding at this point. The ringing had amplified a thousand notches, leaving me groaning and grasping for air that was just out of reach.