Dripping Blood When I Poop Novels & Stories

At first, I thought it was because he hated me, but does that hate extend to his own flesh and blood? Before I can spiral into my thoughts, another cramp seizes me. This one makes me wince. It twists and then fades, but not without leaving a trail of unease behind. I push myself out of bed, moving slowly toward the bathroom, all the while clutching my stomach. Maybe it’s nothing. Maybe it’s just the stress catching up to me. But when I sit down to pee and glance at my panties, the sight of blood makes my heart stop. “No…” My voice cracks. My world tilting for a second.

Damien’s voice cut through the air, his tone losing its usual cold edge. Before I could answer, a warm, thick rush of fluid soaked through the fabric of my clothes, spilling onto the light-colored rug. I looked down, my vision blurring as the unmistakable, deep crimson stain expanded rapidly. I was hemorrhaging. The sheer volume of blood was terrifying, pooling around me on the floor within seconds.

When I take a look at my ass, I notice the crimson stain right between my butt. It's blood.

I still feel abashed about it, especially the fact that I want what happened last night to happen again. When I went to the bathroom last night, I saw some purplish red marks on my body. I wondered what they were, I just ignored them. I also saw a jelly-like substance in my vagina. I had thought that whatever was dripping out of my vagina which Mr Green eyes licked and sucked could be pee but what I saw in the bathroom wasn't pee and there's no way Mr Green eyes could lick my pee. I have been wondering what that thing is and till now, I can't get an answer so I shrugged it off.

Struggling to comprehend what is going on with me, I felt something heavy about to come out of me, so I weakly made my way to the bathroom, leaning on the wall for support. I succeeded with the assistance of the wall, and when I sat on the toilet, I felt a huge lump fell out of me. What he hell!I know I’m not taking a shit but I feel terrible pain in my pelvic area. I couldn't understand what was going on with me, but when I looked into the toilet, I realized it was filled with more blood. I screamed out in fear. My noise must have attracted attention because I heard the door burst open, and people rushed in.

The woman fell and tried to ask me for help. "Are you okay?" I said while helping the woman. “Monsters!” shouted the woman, pointing behind her. I saw a woman sitting with her back in the direction of the light. Her long hair in the wind shimmered in the moonlight. The figure that makes me want to reach her. Slowly she turned her head back. Tears flowed from her beautiful face. Her mouth was covered in fresh blood. "Frey?"

Too much blood. It’s no wonder I’m so out of it- my blood is pooling on the chair beneath me and hitting the floor in a steady drip. I sink my teeth into my lower lip and try to shift around on the chair to see if there’s any way I can wriggle free of my bonds, only to realize that even the slightest movement sends a spear of pain radiating from my belly. I shudder as it burns through me, a pained whine escaping my lips.

Something isn't right. I note the time as I head into the bathroom: 2:57 am. David is asleep, so I close the bathroom door before turning on one of the dimmer lights. My body wants to move slow, but my brain is fueled by some kind of adrenaline. There's a sense of familiarity to my discomfort, so when I sit on the toilet and see blood in my underwear, a part of me isn't surprised. The other part, however, is devastated. I stare at the splotch like I'm trapped in a photograph. There's nothing else I can do. There's not a thought in my head.

I’m just overthinking it. I went to the toilet to wash off the whole mess from an hour plus ago. I sat on the toilet seat. Milk dripped down into the bowl. I wiped it off. Then—blood clot. I froze. I wanted to crash out instantly. Why is this happening to me? I don’t have any tampons. My chest rose and fell in panic. What do I do? What do I do? I was panting. I quickly showered, then rushed to the wardrobe. Maybe—just maybe—I’d find tampons in there.

A huge pain passed through my body, and I screamed out loud, clutching my abdomen to try and alleviate some of the agony that was ripping through my body, as an intense wave of dizziness crashed over me, "ahhhhh!" "Alexa!" David shouted in a panicked voice as he ran over to where I was laying on the floor. "What's wrong?" Damien asked with a worried voice. I couldn't answer, it hurt too much and then I felt it-hot, wet liquid pooling between my legs. My heart dropped as I looked down and gasped. Blood. "Blood!" I managed to choke out. The brothers paused for less than the blink of an eye before they reacted. "Get the doctor!" Dylan shouted at Damien, who wasted no time bolting from the room.