Nobody Makes Me Bleed My Own Blood Novels & Stories

Alicia rushed forward with bloodshot eyes and grabbed hold of me, her voice ragged with panic. "Ronnie! It's me, your sister! Look carefully—it's us!" But I couldn't hear anything. I only stubbornly clawed at the edge of the windowsill. "Enough!" Unable to bear it anymore, Alicia forced me back onto the bed with all her strength. The force was so violent that my thin shirt ripped apart with a sharp, tearing sound. And just like that, my scar-covered body was exposed before everyone. The air froze instantly. Everyone stood rooted in place, as though even breathing had stopped.

" Craig shrieked in defense. "Y-Yeah… Don't be so dramatic, Bryce," Nyla echoed weakly. Dramatic? I looked at her and felt an overwhelming sorrow. "I have a blood-clotting disorder. You've always known that. Even a small nick while I'm chopping vegetables bleeds like crazy, but you never cared. I lost so much blood this time, and you call me dramatic?" I took a deep breath, forcing down the sting in my eyes, and instead let out a laugh.

I am not just a victim in this house. I am blood.

The silver lines flared with a blinding violet glow. The blood sizzled and hissed, bubbling fiercely as if on hot iron. A sharp kinetic blast rippled through the air, knocking Maya back. She clutched her burned hand to her chest, her heart pounding. "It didn't work!" Nadia cried out, rushing to Maya's side as the room shook violently. "The circle… it’s still empty! The shield is failing!" Outside, the barrier’s crimson glow dimmed to a dull ember. The study's windows cracked, spiderweb under the weight of the trackers' claws.

No matter how hard my father tries to get my attention and save me from myself, I won't stop until the pain is gone. My hands clutch the muscle; I take a deep breath and grit my teeth. It's one of the last steps before I reach the source of the pain and destroy all that's left of it. But before I can tear the muscle, the pain stops. It disappears as suddenly as it appeared. Even as the feeling fades, a different kind of pain remains- a pain of my own making. It will take months to heal if I can heal at all. I don't worry about possible infection and try to roll over. When I manage to lie on my back, I breathe a sigh of relief. Whatever I feel now is just a remnant of the excruciating pain th

“You believe you lose your blood because you have money?” His jaw tightened slightly. “My parents died, and it is people like you who made my voice shake,” I said. “People who determine that others are irrelevant.” The guards came nearer, and they caught my arms. "Take her," Dino said. Trying to turn my head back to look at him, I was pulled by them towards the door. “It is no use killing me and washing your blood,” I said. Dino hesitated, the first time in a long time. "Wait," he said suddenly.

But the high fever left me so weak that I could barely open my eyes. "Mom…" I called out in a raspy voice. But Mom turned her head away and muttered under her breath, "Just hurry up and sign it, Maddie. You'll feel better once you sign and take the pills." Suppressing the discomfort from the fever, I scrawled my signature unevenly across the loan agreement with shaking hands. But just as I finished signing, Harper's voice came from outside the door. "Dad! Mom! I cut my finger, and it hurts so badly!"

I’m done trying to be good. I will make it fucking rain blood.

Oh, I wanna give you everything I wanna give you everything, oh yeah yeah I wanna give you everything I wanna give you everything, oh I'm not going to wait until you're done 'Cause you pretended you don't need anyone Can't you see that I'm naked (Naked, naked) Oh, you see that I'm naked (Naked, naked) I'm not going to try 'til you decide You're ready to swallow all your pride I'm standing here naked (Naked, naked) I'm standing here naked (Naked, naked)

Hearing that, the neighbors started cursing. "She already wired the funeral money and still won't admit it." "That really sounds like Lydia's voice. How cruel! Three people are dead because of her!" "The world has gone mad. She was speeding, and she's blaming the victims for the accident? I saw the video. She hit them before they even stepped on the crosswalk!" I turned to Maeve. "You told me the car was scraped and asked me to transfer ten thousand for repairs. How did it become funeral money? Besides, I've been sick the past few days—that voice is clearly edited!"