Painless Black Spot Inside Cheek Novels & Stories

I found myself on the floor. A sharp pain is banging on my left cheek .. not to forgot birds flying around my spinning head , he.. *tears* he ... *tears*. ...he slapped me My head is spinning and hurting because of the slap ...I am seeing dark spots infront of my eyes. I am feeling problem to breath through my nose so, I opened my mouth to breath properly and I taste the copper like taste ... I think my lips are also bleeding from the left side. I am panting and crying due to pain and on my helplessness.

Watching my reflection in the mirror, I grabbed a spare toothbrush, but as I reached for the toothpaste, my eyes landed on something on the skin of my neck. I paused, frowned and moved closer to inspect it. Brushing my red hair away to reveal more of the two marks on my neck, I realized that they looked like a pair of something sharp punctured my neck. It was a very unusual bruise, and I had no idea how that could have happened. I pressed a finger against the puncture marks, but felt no pain. It felt like there was absolutely nothing on my neck. Yet, the two marks were visible when I looked into the mirror.

My teeth painfully itch . "Ow" I shut my eyes as the pain intensifies , I just really want to bite something. In a second Jace rushes in front of me and pries my mouth open with his fingers . " Your canines are surfacing " He says with fascination as his finger pokes my canine . I snap my jaw shut and he pulls his finger back before it gets bit off . "Easy there vampie" Jace chuckles and heads to the cooler . "It was O+ right ?" He grabs a blood bag marked O+ and hands it over to me . I take it from his hands in an instant .

Red. Pink. Purple. Those were the sickening rainbow colours that marred her left cheek as she stared at herself in the foggy mirror which held the remnants of the earlier steam from her much needed bath. She raised her long yet delicate hands towards her pale white face. Her fingers softly touched the mark. In contrast to her white porcelain face, the coloured injury was explicitly conspicuous. It was swollen and it made the entirety of her left cheek look fat and chubby — the total opposite of her bony right cheek.

This time, he knows he really doesn't have a chance. Not only pain, but also itching, like a centipede constantly crawling under the skin. Uri could only open his mouth and gasp. Blood continued to spill from the corner of his mouth, but he didn't have any thoughts to pay attention to right now. Right now, just the blink of an eye would cause him severe pain. "You really let me down!" Uri heard Voz Marken sigh. He wanted to speak but was speechless, unable to move, unable to struggle.

“What happened?” His tried to lick his split lips but winced. “I got into a fight. It's probably trending on the internet as we speak.” His nose wasn't twisted or bumped so there wasn't any breakage. It just looked red. His lips were bleeding and swollen to an extent. There was a large bruise forming on his right cheek bone his left eye was purple. Thankfully, it wasn't swollen shut. “Why…That's not important right now.” I walked to my side of the wardrobe and took out the first aid box. “I need to get you patched up.”

I smiled at him and then took the black card from him. “Aren't you forgetting something?”. He asked as I tried to open the car to step down. “What could that be?”. I asked him cluelessly. Then he pointed to his right cheek. But I didn't quite understand what he meant. I observed his right cheek to know if there is something there that he wants me to remove, but I didn't see anything unusual. His right cheek looks flawless. “There is nothing on your right cheek, Kieran”. I said to him and he flipped my forehead with his index finger.

He was shaking, a combination of shock, pain and adrenaline, and his wolf was a sheen across the unswollen eye. “Yeah,” Heath touched the lip ring and Rhett hissed. “What, did he try to rip it out of your mouth?” He was furious as he carefully pulled the bottom lip down in order to look at the inside. There was a swelling blood blister around the piercing on the inside of Rhett’s mouth, but the piercing hole did not look torn. “Something like that. It’ll heal up ok, I think. F-king hurts right now, though.” “And no wonder. It looks nasty,” Heath said with sympathy.

Her face looked like it had gone through a ridiculous restructuring. Despite visiting the hospital yesterday to have the face checked, it didn't stop the swollen sight and blue marks on it. Slamming her palm angrily on the dresser she screamed in agony. There is no way she would be able to attend classes with a face like that, biting hard on her lower lip she felt a sharp pain in her teeth. Opening it widely, she felt her front teeth shake, almost like it couldn't hold up much in the gum. She would have to get the teeth checked.

What the fuck was wrong with me? "I'm okay," I murmured. He studied my face for a second before releasing my arm. I immediately straightened, embarrassed. Then his gaze shifted to my cheek. His eyes narrowed slightly. "You have ink on your face." My breath caught. "What?" I instinctively raised my hand to my cheek. "Where?" "Here." He pointed toward the corner of his own mouth. I rubbed the spot quickly. "Is it gone?" He shook his head. "No."