Sudden Dent In Forehead Novels & Stories

Shit. The worst thing I could ever imagine has happened. Before I could turn the other side and plan out to escape I felt a sharp pain in my jaw. I did not see the hand coming but someone punched me. Dante punched me? He punched my face with such a great force that I collided with the nearby wall and fell over. It hurts really bad. I felt sharp pain in my forehead and when I pressed my hand I found blood oozing out of the corner of my forehead.

My mouth falls open in shock, and my stomach feels like it drops to my feet. Dane’s face is bruised along his jaw, his temple the bridge of his nose, and he has two subtle black eyes. He has a slit lip, some grazes across one of his cheekbones, and another under the bottom edge of his chin. Both his piercing have been removed, and there’s a lot of swelling on the right side of his face. He looks awful.

He gazed at the other direction and saw Julia walking up to them who just got out of her car. Gray was at the back, driving towards them as they were standing at the middle of the big gate. “Isn’t she one of her cousin sisters?”. “What if she sees us-“. “Your forehead has swollen a lot. You should get it treated with some ice and band-aid. For safety purposes do an x-ray as well. If something happened inside your skull we wouldn’t be able to see it, would we?”. Henry nodded, his cheeks tinted a bit red.

Delaney I wince when Paola dabs the wound with a wet cloth to get rid of the debris lodged into it. When the man tackled me to the ground, I hit my forehead hard, and now it’s open and bleeding, and has a whole bunch of sand and other small particles embedded in it.

Like Enzo, he is untrustworthy. There are so many thoughts and things running through my mind, I don’t know what else to think. I was suddenly hit on the side here in the back when the car suddenly turned on the road. My forehead was hit hard on the side and after that, I felt blood dripping down on my face. My head hurts so much that I feel dizzy from the pain. ''H-help..,'' I weakly babbled. I could see that my vision had darkened and I had lost my consciousness.

He groaned in pain as Ragnar stood up from his desk, a look of disgust etched across his face. As Derek crouched on the floor, trying to shake off the dizziness. His head was throbbing with intense pain as he felt the impact of the potted plant hit him hard on his temple. The force of the hit was so strong that he felt his vision blur and his ears ringing. He crouched to the floor and held his bleeding head in agony, trying to regain his senses.

Draco woke up the next morning feeling a bitter headache and pain all over his head. He groaned as he tried to sit up, his head feeling like it was being split in two. The pain radiated from his temples down to his neck, and he felt dizzy and disoriented. He tried to remember what had happened the night before but his mind was foggy, and his thoughts were jumbled. He stumbled out of bed and walked to the washbasin to splash water on his face.

I clutched her face in my hand as carefully as I could because I could hear small growls coming from Liam in my attempts. I was being as gentle as I could with his human, I looked at her face overturning it side to side, she had a giant bruise on the top of her forehead going into her hairline. I could see a cut on her head in her hair, it was deep enough you could see bone. I checked it over; she may need a couple of stitches, but she would be fine.

I was about to turn the doorknob when suddenly the door opened and hits my forehead, slightly taken back by the sudden opening of the door, I put my hands to my forehead slightly feeling dizzy. "Hey! I'm sorry, shit! Roana?" Corro said, his eyes widened shocked from what happened, he hurriedly run near me and held my waist to support me as he checks my forehead. "Are you okay?" He asked as he was still checking my forehead. So, this is the way huh? Thank you, God, for letting me hit my forehead and this opportunity. I felt a sudden urge to smile regardless of what happened. His brows furrowed when he noticed me smiling.

SADIE. Death is not feared until it is too close and one realizes death is indeed one to be feared. My life flashed before my eyes, while I was in a coma and the fact that my swollen face disappeared so fast remains a mystery to me. The only evidence I have to show for the hit is the slight bruise on my cheekbone. The bruise is also healing too fast. Normally, I sustained such bruise for about two weeks before it begins to fade off in the third week.