Novel & Cerita Dog Throwing Up Specks Of Blood

asked Hunter. The pain was unbearable, but I knew what was this, black blood, I have been marked.

And promptly begin to throw up. I’ve never vomited blood before, but the sink is now stained with it. My belly is burning, as if a thousand knives are stabbing me on the inside. Clutching the edge of the sink, I try to stay upright as I empty the entire contents of my stomach. The blood is a dark color. In between throwing up and ignoring the pounding on the door, I stare dimly at the clots of blood. That’s not a dark red. It’s black. I’m vomiting black blood.

I became frightened immediately. "Damon? What's wrong with you?" I rushed to check on him. He was still groaning and rolling in pain. "What is going on? Why is he like this?" I asked her. She shook her head, "I don't know either doctor. He just got back and he vomited blood on the floor when he entered the house..." My eyes widened, "What?" "Yes and he wouldn't let me help him. So I had to call you, please check on him doctor. I think he has been poisoned." She said worriedly.

I hear her wheezing as if she's struggling to breathe, to the point that she begins to choke on her own blood. I may not be a doctor, but I do know the basics of anatomy. I know that if a person is spitting up blood, it typically has to do with the lungs. I remember back to breaking her ribs. Did the bone shatter? Is that why she's fallen now? Because the broken bone dislodged or knicked something? Worried, I quickly approach her, picking her tiny body up and holding her in my arms. I jump out of the cage, careful not to jostle her around too much.

I nodded and got up to go downstairs with him. When we got there, I couldn’t help but rush to the sink and hurl my insides out. I was vomiting black blood with bits of something. The smell of blood was making my toes curl, and for some reason, the human and the wolf were going crazy. I turned to find Donovan holding up my hair, but his expression was horrified. “What the hell is that?” he asked. “Like I have a clue! What’s that smell?” I asked. “That my dear, is your mother’s blood,” Isak smirked.

Slowly I tried to move my body to reach my bag, I am pretty sure that my bag is lying somewhere near. Suddenly, I felt like I am gonna puke and my breathing got erratic and my ribs and lungs felt like someone had punched them repeatedly. I lifted my body and crouched on my knees. The bile rose in my throat and I puked on the floor, the taste of the vomit is coppery and I know what that means, I vomited blood and it's pretty serious. I need to call someone to help me. I don't wanna die.

Blood vomiting "Emberly, open the door." Skylar banged on the door. I could feel the worry in her voice for me. I quickly wiped my mouth with toilet paper and flushed the blood contents down the toilet. I slowly opened the door and Skylar quickly approached me. "What's wrong, Emberly?" she nearly shouted at me while examining me. I shook my head, smiling a little to hide my pain. "Nothing, it's just I think I ate something," I looked around, trying my best not to look into her eyes.

"My stomach, it hurts..." Nakoa gasps, hopping onto her feet. "What's going on?" Warmth suddenly floods my throat, tasting metallic before I cough it onto the ground, unable to control it. Looking down in horror, I see blood staining the gravel, now dripping down my chin. When I look up at Clea and Nakoa, their eyes are wide and their mouths are hanging open, as horrified and disgusted by the image of me coughing blood onto my feet.

Panting, I try to relax my body. Once I felt I would not throw up, I walk over and turn the light on. Gasping, I cover my mouth. I was full of blood. My mouth and my nose were dripping in blood. Looking back at the toilet, I see red. Flushing it, I clean frantically. Karl didn’t have to see this. Throwing everything away, I wash my face. The small dizziness still present. “Calm down, Allorah…” I mumble to myself.

As her foot met my gut, I quickly felt my blood climbs above my throat then suddenly made me spitted it out from my mouth. I closed my eyes as I took all my courage to whisper. “H-help me, C-Ciara.” I held my mouth to stop me from coughing blood but it won't just stop. She smirked at me then harshly rummaged her charcoal black hair. She then kicked me again as blood kept on vomiting out of my mouth. D*mn it! I closed my eyes as I held my belly suppose to ease the pain but I just winced. “Stop spitting that d*mn blood, Night! I'm going to drain that all later when you are already dead!”