Speck Of Blood In Stool Novels & Stories

Alice shrugged, settling into bed to sleep. I took advantage of the moment and turned on the shower, letting the hot water wash away all the impurities from my body and relax my muscles instantly. I had been dreaming of a decent bath for days, and even though this bathroom was simple, it was everything I needed at that moment. I leaned my head against the wall, feeling a slight weakness in my legs, allowing myself to relax a bit. Everything seemed to be going well until I felt a sharp pain near my lower abdomen. A chill ran down my spine, and suddenly I started vomiting blood.

I didn’t get to think much more before something cold settled in my stomach and the hairs on my arms stood up. I didn’t hear their footsteps ahead of me anymore. What the— “Mel… I think something’s strange he—” My voice cracked mid-sentence as a violent cough tore up my throat. I doubled over, coughing again, harder this time but a warm metallic taste coated my tongue. Blood. I was coughing blood. Why? I don’t eat peanuts, so this shouldn’t... “Rosa.” My mind reached for her immediately, my pulse spiking. “Rosa, something’s wrong,”

And that's when I saw it. Blood. Not much. Just a few spots on my underwear. But enough. I stood frozen, staring at those spots like they might disappear if I looked long enough. They didn't. "Calloway." My voice came out strangled. "Calloway!" He was there in seconds, eyes wild. "What? What's wrong?" I couldn't speak. Just pointed. He looked. Went pale. "Okay. Okay, it's—it's probably nothing. Spotting happens sometimes, right? It's normal—"

On the battered basin before him, nine bloody spikes lay in a haphazard pile, stained crimson, an unsettling testament to what had transpired. “Done,” I muttered, voice strained but steady. I reached for the crumpled piece of paper, now soaked in blood and sweat, tangled in the mess. The note had once been pristine—perhaps just a scribbled warning or plea—yet now it looked like a fragment of a nightmare.

"My stomach, it hurts..." Nakoa gasps, hopping onto her feet. "What's going on?" Warmth suddenly floods my throat, tasting metallic before I cough it onto the ground, unable to control it. Looking down in horror, I see blood staining the gravel, now dripping down my chin. When I look up at Clea and Nakoa, their eyes are wide and their mouths are hanging open, as horrified and disgusted by the image of me coughing blood onto my feet.

Killian and I finish our lesson, and part ways for the evening. It isn’t until hours later when I’m alone in my bathroom, gripping the edge of the toilet as I vomit stomach acid and blood, do I realize how big of a lie me saying I was okay was. I had been okay up until after dinner. I had put the twins down for bed a little early, and had been in here ever since. Something is wrong. That’s the only thought going through my mind as I look at the dark red covered toilet bowl. I had never thrown up blood before, but there was no way it was a good sign. Especially not when it was coming out like this.

I brought the blood to my nose and took one simple sniff, closing my eyes for better concentration. The normal smell of blood hit me first, but the smell was too heavy. Opened my eyes to inspect the blood, and noticed that while it appeared the normal colour, the little drop of blood had failed to coagulate in the time it had been exposed to air. Typical signs of Moonshade poisoning.

I packed all my stuff and pulled the trolley but a jagged white-hot pain suddenly sliced through my stomach. I doubled over and gripped my midsection with a gasp. I had never felt anything like this. I stumbled into the bathroom and collapsed onto the toilet as my vision blurred. When I looked down at the hem of my underwear my heart stopped. Blood. I touched it with trembling fingers. It was dark and unmistakable. I shouldn't be bleeding. Not now. Not when I was three months pregnant. Panic surged through me as I quickly changed my clothes and grabbed my bag.

I gasp looking at my clock. Fuckkkkk, what’s wrong with me ? Tomorrow is a very busy day! Ow, I feel a sharp pain in my head as I stand up a cough escapes my lips and before I know it more follow and I’m coughing blood.

Like something inside her had shifted. She got up. Went to the bathroom. Felt wetness between her legs. I looked down. Blood. "Oh God." Her hands started shaking. "No no no." She grabbed toilet paper. Pressed it between her legs. More blood. Bright red. Too much. And pain. Sharp. Low in her belly. Cramping. Getting worse. "COLE!" she screamed. "COLE!" He burst through the door. Saw the blood. His face went pale. "What happened?"