Saliva Bleed For Me Novels & Stories

he greeted with a polite smile, holding a clipboard. “Good morning,” I whispered, barely able to speak. He took a seat beside me, eyes warm and calm. “I understand you experienced some bleeding this morning?” I nodded, forcing the words out through the lump in my throat. “I—I went to the bathroom and there was blood. On my underwear. Not spotting. It was…enough to scare me.” I sniffled and quickly wiped my eyes. “I know I haven’t been taking care of myself. I haven’t been eating properly, and I haven’t come for any checkups, but I didn’t want this to happen. I didn’t want to lose them.”

Droplets of blood from my bleeding lips and nose descend on me, my vision slightly becomes blurry. His finger cups my jaw, pressing in. His face pulls further, with his tongue, he licks off the blood on my lips. Having a taste of it, his face brightens up in a smile. “So the rumor is true. She doesn't have a wolf, and can’t heal,” he sneers, and my heart slowly breathes.

The spasm causes a spurt of metal-tasting liquid to gush up my throat. An involuntary spit comes out of mouth. Using the back of my hand, I wipe the annoying drip and inspect it. Blood.

I cried. "Yes, sweetie. Blood is what you are now." "But when I brushed my teeth there was no blood. I had saliva." "You brush your teeth?" "Yeah ..." "You're not going to get tooth decay, Kim. I promise." I spat a clot of blood on the floor of the tub. "It wasn't like that before, I swear it. There was spit, not blood."

Just like he has always done. I couldn't stand up because I was so intensely weak. The cramps I had were pretty bad, I was sweating all over. I felt some kind of metallic taste in my mouth, also a bile was sitting in my throat. I rushed to the bathroom as I emptied the content of my stomach. I could tell that I have never had it this worse before, I felt this was something different. I turned on the faucet at the sink to rinse my mouth and there was a red colouration in the water. I checked my mouth in the mirror, and my gums were swollen and it was bleeding.

Tears continue to run down my fасе. Whаt can I do? I ѕtаrt tо wоndеr if ѕhе’ѕ hаvіng аn оvеrdоѕе. Whаt еlѕе could іt be? I ѕhаkе hеr аgаіn. Saliva drіbblеѕ оut from thе соrnеrѕ of her mouth.

I didn't realize that it was me spewing comforting lies as I rushed to the bathroom, the dread in the pit of my stomach growing with each second as my blood dripped from my nose. * * * A/N : Joy's nose bleeding isn't random. For people suffering from leukaemia, it's difficult for their blood to clot and they occasionally have nose bleeds. It may or may not be severe.

How can he still keep a straight face? I cleared my throat, hoping he would take the que and show me some respect. " I'm bleeding!" I finally told him. His eyes widened a few millimetres, roaming over my body probably in search of any injury. "Not the usual bleeding from injuries,..... it happens every month, you know, like menstrual flow and stuff like that ". He remained silent for a few seconds, obviously trying to process what I just said, and then, on realization, he mouthed an 'oh', shifting uncomfortably on his feet.

My vision flickered and spots of black clouded my sight, but I did not know why. It could not be grief, could it? That would be too humiliating. 'Lana Branch, you really misjudged him, didn't you?'

Host, do you want to take painkillers? Painkillers could not help much, but at least they could ease a little of the suffering. Simon shook his head. He did not have the strength to speak. The door suddenly opened. Vivian's face went pale. In a panic, she grabbed a towel and pressed it to Simon's face. "What is wrong with you? Why are you bleeding so much?" Simon pushed her away and shook his head. "It's just a nosebleed. It will stop on its own."