Forced Headshave Novels & Stories

My hand instantly flew back to my head to realise that the area around where the wound had been had been shaved. My eyes widened. "It's not that bad," he cut me off quickly before I had the chance to talk. "Its in the middle so you can easily cover it up till it grows back." He told me trying to prevent me from freaking out. Its just hair. Calm down Adriane, it's just hair. It'll grow back. It's just hair. I calmed myself down. Stupid head wound. Stupid infection. Stupid wolf's bane. No wonder I felt like crap for so long.

Carlos stated, and suddenly headbutt the beast with all his might. "....you really think that a single bow on the head will do anything to me....you vampire must be.. AHHHHH!" The head of the werewolves words were suddenly cut short when Carlos began headbutting the beast as hard as he can multiple times. "Stop..." "Stop that....!" The werewolf shouts and try to push Carlos out from his body as he headbutt his multiple times. The beast even go as far as hitting his back on the cement ground hoping that will free him from the emerges head pain and the person causing it but that didn't work.

He closed his eyes, trying to calm his nerves. When the doors opened again, he walked out into the bright sun. The wind is blowing his hair in every direction. “This is what you get when you decide to bring so much chaos into your life. This is why I will never let a cheating woman back into my life," Travis shouted. As soon as he said those words, he felt a bang in his head. Like a sharp, piercing pain moved through his head. “Ahhhhhhh, what the f*ck!” He exclaimed in pain as he gripped his head with both hands.

At least not this way. A tiny stream of blood appeared under her head, making his breath hitch. His hand went under her head, and the moist, sticky sensation at the back of her head made him freeze. No! This can't be. Injuries to the back of the head were mostly fatal. That realization struck him like a freight train. His eyes filled up, and for the first time in his life, raw emotions bubbled up to the surface.

Henry Matthews didn't know his head was bleeding until he got to the car and Jake brought his attention to it. Henry's day wasn't over yet because he still had some afternoon/evening shoot to do so he couldn't go to his family's hospital to get checked as it was far and neither could he go the shoot with a bleeding head. Jake, his assistant, recommended a nearby clinic where Henry's cut on the back of his head was cleaned and treated. They had to scrape the hair where the injury was before cleaning and treating. He was also given pain killers because his head was starting to hurt.

He's going to pay for it all. I shift back and grab his head and twist, enjoying the sound of the sickening crack. I look down to see the hole in his back still healing. I guess a broken neck won't end him. I twist again and rip his head from his body and watch as his headless body hit the ground.

"Cole, it sounds like you're having a panic attack. You're okay. I need you to focus on your breathing for me, okay?" "A panic attack?" Josh inquires. "Yes, it is very common for patients who suffer trauma to the head to have episodes of panic, especially if they're suffering from amnesia. The stabbing headaches and dizzy spells are all common signs, but I want to do a scan to make sure nothing was overlooked. Do you happen to know if he's had any form of therapy following the incident?" Josh shakes his head with a shrug. "I'm not sure."

I stood up and moved towards the vanity to get a proper view of my head in the mirror. The bandage was soaked with my blood. I quickly unclipped it, unwrapping the bandage from my head. I grabbed pieces of tissue paper that laid on the vanity table and wrapped it around the bandage before disposing of it. As I inspected the injury closer through the mirror, I noted something peculiar- a portion of my hair near my temple had been neatly shaved, exposing a deep gash. At an alarming depth, I even caught a glimpse of my skull, accompanied by a pink matter resembling my brain. What left me unsettled was the conspicuous absence of pain and It wasn't even showing any signs of imminent healing.

"Because yes, trauma to the head can lead to death even after the immrdiate checkup reveals that all is fine." Adam swallowed painfully and followed the doctor into the silent office that was buzzing with big, huge machines.

"Y-Yes… The subject had headaches but didn't regain previous memories." Jasper's eyes lit up. "What was the solution for the headaches?" Sylas scratched his head. "The team and I studied it, but it's brain injury and irreversible… there's nothing to be done."