Sudden Dent In Forehead Novels & Stories

he shook his head. I looked up at him with a peace sign. "I didn't hear it, sorry," he laughed sheepishly. Preston removed my hand from my forehead. He blew the part that hit the post. I was very shocked when he applied his lips and sucked the lump on my forehead. I was so shocked that I couldn't move or speak right away. “There. That's not going to swell up that much ," said Preston. I could still feel the warmth of his lips on my forehead and the little bit of saliva that came with it.

I finally find the courage to look up at him, just in time to see him grimace. "I think I'll survive," he says. "Fortunately, it was an indirect hit." "Oh," I say. "That's good." "Here," he says, holding out one of the ice packs. "You'll probably want to put this on your head." I take the ice pack, then reach up and brush my fingers against my forehead. I suck in a breath as a sharp pain shoots through my skull. There's a nice egg forming right in the middle of my forehead. "You have a very hard head," I say.

I returned her smile while trying to peer into her core. Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through my head, causing me to wince. I instinctively touched my forehead as the discomfort intensified. She moved closer, concern etched on her face. "Are you okay?" she asked. "Don't come near," I responded, locking my gaze with hers as she maintained eye contact.

“I’m so sorry, Mom,” he said, his voice breaking. “But you have to calm down.” Orlanda jolted his hands away with all her strength and stepped away from him, her eyes searing with rage. “Tell me what happened,” she demanded. “Eros has suffered the worst possible concussion. Subdural hematoma—” “Bleeding in the skull,” Orlanda completed Adonis’s words and a hard punch landed on my chest. I held the wall to keep myself from falling to the ground.

All he did was stare straight ahead. As Brenden and Tyler came to an abrupt halt before them, he had moved forward and gently coaxed his left hand off of his elbow. He tried his best to approach him like a wounded animal so as not to startle him. Next to him, Kat assisted and kept him awake with conversation. There was no way to know whether he was concussed or not, though he did have a nasty gash on his forehead right above his left eyebrow. Brenden and Tyler seemed to be at an equal loss as to what they should do, so he didn't feel quite so alone and helpless. The man in front of him wasn't in great shape and he was worried. Very worried.

Delilah’s eyes shone wide with tears, following me step for step. “Careful, please,” she begged them, voice cracking. “He’s hurt badly. Just—just be gentle!” I had to fight the grin threatening to split my face. Hurt bad. If only she knew. Doctor Frank leaned over me once we were inside, his hands moving briskly,“Possible fracture. And that forehead needs stitches. We’ll run scans to be sure.” I groaned again, letting my head loll toward Delilah. “Don’t… leave me.”

His chest tightened again. The doctor noticed the tension in his expression. “Are you feeling pain?” Dreston shook his head slowly. “No.” “Dizziness?” “No.” The doctor studied him carefully. “Then tell me what happened.” Dreston leaned back slightly against the pillow. His breathing had calmed now, but confusion still lingered in his eyes. “I… I saw something.” The doctor nodded. “That’s normal after head trauma. Sometimes memories appear suddenly.” Dreston frowned slightly. “They didn’t feel like memories.”

I said, and with that I rushed towards the man, grabbing his shirt and spitting on him. In two seconds, I felt a heavy punch on my forehead, followed by my eyes and then my ears. My knees throbbed and I landed on the floor with a thud. My blurry vision began to increase, I felt a searing pain in my head and my eyes kept diminishing until it shut completely before everywhere blacked out.

I can also feel the dizziness but I shook my head whenever my sight doubles. I don’t know how did the others come. When I saw Lunar, I asked him to drive Doodle to the hospital. I sat to look at my wound on my side, I wince when I saw that it was a bit deep, it was located between my side and V-line, one long horizontal line which I think four inches long. I was able to do the first aid but still I feel the dizziness and I don’t know what happened after. They all nod like how the toys in the car nod but the difference is they all touched their chin. I shook my head, I looked at Wise, he seems to be okay now and it seems he knew Sketch because they are talking before I told them what happened

Daimon’s eyes burned with a sharp intensity, daring him to say the wrong thing. The doctor took a steady breath before responding carefully, sensing Daimon’s unrelenting scrutiny. "Mr. Blackwood, the amount of blood was misleading. The majority came from a single head wound. She’s an exceptional driver—at the critical moment, she minimized the impact, avoiding catastrophic injuries. While the accident looked severe, the actual damage was not as extensive as it seemed. We ran thorough checks, twice. Apart from the leg fracture, the rest are superficial wounds. And as for the forehead injury, we’ve treated it meticulously—there won’t be any scarring. You can rest assured."