New Piercing Bleeding Novels & Stories

I pressed my palm harder against my nose, trying to slow the bleeding, but it kept coming, warm and relentless, soaking into the fabric of my shirt. The blood oozed like a fountain.

"It’s... it’s done, right?" "No, it’s not done," I scream, grabbing a rag from my pocket and pressing it against the puncture in his shoulder. He howls in pain, a jagged, broken sound that rips through the silence of the room. "You have to stay. You have to tell me how to stop the bleeding. What do I do, Liam? Tell me!" "Too much," he whispers, his fingers clutching at my jacket. "You’re bleeding too, Aiden... you shouldn't be..."