Pierced Ears Bleeding Novels & Stories

she cried out, her hands covering her face as she burst into tears. Pierce tried to get up and when he noticed how much blood was flowing down his arms, he yelled for someone to call the doctor then he crawled toward me and gently pulled me from where I lay into a seating position, his worried eyes moving around my body. "Are you hurt... I panicked and pushed you too hard, did you hit your head... Can you even see me" he got out worriedly even as blood dripped down his arms, down his finger, and onto my arms where he was gripping.

Danny was back three minutes later, pushing the piercing tray inside the room, he pulled the chair to a straight position, I sat on it. He frowned, "I told you not to to play with the tongue piercing!" He scolded. "I know! But I can't help it!" I pouted at him. He just shook his head and started to explain why it was bad to play with my piercing. It went inside my left ear, and got out from my right ear almost instantly. "-You get it?" He asked. "Yup." "You didn't hear anything I hear I said right?" He sighed. "Nope." I said confidently.

I gave an ear piercing scream into the night again and again. I stopped. And slowly my anger came back. This was the last straw.

"No need. I want to seal up all of these. What do you think we should do?" "This. . . Only people who specialize in piercing through have never seen anyone who wants to seal up the earlobe. Generally, as long as you don't wear earrings, the holes in your ears will be sealed themselves." "This ear hole of mine has not been able to grow for five or six years. Do you think there is a way to make it grow faster?"

I said, narrowing my eyes. He cleared his throat. “You want me to tell you what’s wrong with me so you can … what exploit it? Use it as a reason to be able to shut the door in my face,” he asked, stepping closer to me. For some reason I narrowed in on his left ear, it had been pierced in high school. He and a couple of the guys had done it to be “cool” but really they did it one night when they were drunk. Mrs. Norris lost her mind and demanded he take it out, but he wouldn’t.

Not a single peck of hair in sight… just how I like it. My heartbeat accelerates as I pass the washcloth over his nipples. A hiss slips past his lips and I look up to find his eyes half shut and cloudy with… pain? My throat tightens with alarm. “Are you okay?” “No.” His voice is a deep rumble in his chest. I swallow and whisper; “why?” His head lowers as he stares at the piercing; “I got this a few days ago. It hasn’t fully healed yet.” I look at it and for the first time, I realize that the spot is soft and tender. “Really?”

Therefore, holding the earrings in the palm of one’s hand probably wouldn’t produce very authentic results. Without hesitating, I grabbed the letter opener that was sitting on the conference table and pricked my finger, wincing from the brief sting of pain. A bead of blood formed a moment later with a little pressure, and I carefully dropped it onto one earring, then another. Andrei and I stared at the earrings, which were now wet and sticky with blood. Nothing happened. Andrei quirked a brow at me. “Are they supposed to do something special, or…?”

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.

It’s not fatal, but he will have to stop in order to focus healing or he will bleed out. My focus is pulled to the field as I hear Petro whimper. I’m frozen in place as tears burn my eyes. The noise around me fades away as a ringing in my ear grows so loud I’m afraid my eardrums will burst. I hear the pounding of my heart as it pushes blood through my veins while I stand there transfixed on the sight before me. The beast’s claws are sunken into Petro’s underbelly, tearing the flesh and causing blood to spatter out. The pain is too intense and causes Petro to shift back.

"And honestly, I'm not ready to get involved with anyone anyway. I was just saying that for fun." He rolled his eyes at my response, clinking our glasses together in a half-hearted cheer. Leading me back to the dance floor, he pulled me into his arms, and we danced, the music drowning out our worries for a fleeting moment. Suddenly, a sharp screech pierced through the air, causing everyone to wince in discomfort. Zaylen instinctively clutched his ears, a pained expression crossing his face. "My eardrums almost burst—" I began, but then I noticed something alarming. "Oh my God, Zaylen, what happened?" I gasped, seeing blood trickling from his ear.