Romans & histoires Stretched Ear Bleeding

She looks so pale all of a sudden. “What is it, baby?” I ask, I can hear my heart beating in my ears. She holds her ears with both her hands, squeezing them so hard. “Stoop!” she screams. Damien and Rowan rush to her side as well. “My head aaah!” she screams falling on her knees, her nose starts bleeding and the blood drips to the floor. I freeze for a moment, not believing what is happening. “What’s happening?” Rashel and Pearl asks in a concerned tone.

Was that the case with Alejandro? “You are bleeding,” he spoke up and she looked at him. “Yes,” she said and sat properly. She pulled down the airbag and looked at the mirror there. Her face was a mess. She was bleeding from both nostrils, her lips were bursted, her eye was slowly turning purple and was swelling over.

Whatever you do, do NOT pass out! Squeezing the jagged cut together the best I can with one trembling hand while trying to adhere the butterfly stitch proves to be nearly impossible and agonizing. Sweat beads across my brow as I carefully placed the last strip of a butterfly stitch over the seam of the bloody wound. It's still bleeding a little, but no longer gaping open on the side of my arm.

She screamed right in my ears, making my head ring. “Let go of me? Someone pull her off of me!” I screamed, trying to push her away but the woman didn't budge. Suddenly, pain shot through my scalp, I could feel the tug deep in my skull, and then, a loud ‘rip’ echoed in my ears, I fell forward, almost landing on the ground while a part of my head was throbbing in pain. With a shaky breath, I slowly reached out for the throbbing spot and felt around. It was bald, there was not any strand of hair around that spot.

Maya asked again, her voice finally becoming clearer through the ringing. I swallowed hard and nodded weakly. “I’m okay,” I managed to say hoarsely. At least I thought I was, my body felt like it had been hit by a tsunami. Lila suddenly gasped in horror. “Your ears—” I frowned. “What?” “There’s blood.” My stomach twisted as I lifted shaky fingers toward my ear and felt warm liquid coating my hand instantly. I groaned softly as more ringing stabbed painfully through my head. The explosion had almost been too close.

My mouth was half-opened as he walked away. What is he even saying? He suddenly turned. “You should visit the clinic, your ear is bleeding” I raised my hand to touch my ear and I saw blood. WHAT THE HECK JUST HAPPENED?

I grabbed my head with both my hands as it seemed to only get louder, I could also feel something begin to drip down my ears and soon, my eyes too. “Eleanor!!! What's wrong!!!? Oh my goddess! You are bleeding… wait, I'm going to go find help!" Jasmine gasped in panic but I was quick to grab her before she could begin to run. “Don't!!! Please don't… don't call anyone" I breathed out, letting go to grasp at my ears again as the static noise grew impossibly loud. “But you are bleeding, y-y-you are fucking bleeding, Eleanor!!" Jasmine yells, increasing the pressure in my head.

If he was really bleeding internally, he had to go to the hospital now. However, if this person was to go to the hospital like this, what if other people found out? Her eyelids felt heavy. She still had to find Ray. She had to call Elior as well since Elior was in this profession. He might have some contacts. They had to be fully prepared under that sly old fox’s watchful eyes. “I’m not going.” “Sean Stewart, don’t be stubborn.” Her face was dark. “What about this. Tell me where does it feel hot.” She was pondering. He got hit on his back. There might be a chance of hyperemia, but there would not be internal bleeding.

}} [ it’d take some time but I’m sure she would come around ] { Ahhh ahhh ahhh } I snap my head over to Jared who’s back on the floor and pulling at his pants { it hurts, it hurts } I run over to him and extend my claw, tearing at the areas he was pointing to just above his knee on the left leg, there was something protruding from the spot that pushed slowly through until the flesh teared then slowly a silver liquid trickled out of the wound, the smell was so putrid that I had to make a step back and cover my nose with a rag from my pocket.

“Something sharp. Like screaming metal.” The healer pressed a glowing hand against my temple. His eyes darted in confusion. “There is no external sound. Nothing physical affecting her hearing.” “Then why the hell is she bleeding?” Jeffrey snapped. The healer shook his head helplessly. “I… I don’t know.” The noise faded slowly, leaving a hollow ringing. I wiped the blood shakily from my jaw. “I’m fine,” I whispered, though fear knotted in my stomach. “It’s gone now.”