Ear Pierced Bleeding Novels & Stories

My finger ran over the sharpness of the plate that could now pierce through anything. I held it tightly to the spot where I had been shot, I took in several breaths, before piercing it to my neck, tearing it up. I didn't make the wound that deep, but wide enough to bleed out as much as I could, and hopefully, I would be able to bleed out what little I could of whatever had been shot at

No one else will do, even if I’m not the only one for him now. A painful ripping sensation tears through my awareness, bringing me more to the present than I was. The injury is too high on my body, just below my ear near my temporomandibular joint. It tugs and rips opens my skin from my left ear, across my mandible, up across my cheek, ending at my nose. And there’s a matching one from a claw, starting at my bicep moving across my chest. The warmth of blood running down my neck and my chest faintly register, as do the sounds of growls and fists hitting flesh.

“You mean… before? It was just a stomach bug or something?” “Probably from the kids,” she said and went to my other ear. “Do you want to keep the piercings?” I looked down. “I… don’t really know.” She nodded. “Tell you what. If you decide you don’t want them sometime down the line, take your earrings out and leave them out for at least a month. The holes should start to close up then.” I nodded. “Okay.” She treated my other ear, cleaning the earring in a glowing solution before putting something else in my ears. She put the cleaned earrings in a little cloth pouch and handed them to me.

My mouth was half-opened as he walked away. What is he even saying? He suddenly turned. “You should visit the clinic, your ear is bleeding” I raised my hand to touch my ear and I saw blood. WHAT THE HECK JUST HAPPENED?