Waking Up With Bloody Nose And Headache Novels & Stories

LAKE What the fuck? I woke up with a hammering headache and a swollen nose. Did I fall or something? I remembered going out for a few drinks while Owen kept babbling and sending me home. I guessed I drank a little too much, even if I didn’t do it often. I always drank responsibly to avoid getting into trouble. I got up from bed and realized her side was empty. Fuck. We got into a fight and didn’t make it to dinner. “Shit.” I went to the bathroom and checked my nose in the mirror. “What the fuck?” Did someone punch me because I could tell it was hit by someone stronger or had experience in the ring? My nose hurt but wasn’t broken.

I touch my nose, and I see blood. That doesn’t look right. I fall straight to the ground, and everywhere becomes pitch black.

"Did you take drugs after the health checkup?" "Do I look like I took drugs?" I asked, tilting my head. Before he could reply, a sudden warmth dripped from my nose. I touched it and saw blood. "Shit." I pinched my nose. "Sorry, Mr. Blackwell. Could you put the clothes on the stool behind you? I'll be back soon." I didn't wait for his response and rushed to the bathroom. The mirror reflected a face that looked like it aged five years overnight. My eyes were red from insomnia, my body trembling for no reason, and now a nosebleed on top of it.

30 am, and then, she opened her eyes. Elena woke up! she was no longer laying in bed like she last remembered, she found herself standing with her back to her window while facing towards her bed and strangely holding her bedside clock in her hands. She could not remember how she got there and the events that led to her holding the clock. She also woke up with a very noticeable headache. Elena was bleeding from her nose but was unaware of the fact until she ran her hand across her face and felt the warm liquid.

Waking up with an excruciating headache, Aiden tried to recollect what happened that made him wake up in pain. Everything was blurry in his mind, making his head throbbed more in pain just trying to catched up with the memory of last night. He rolled on his bed to get up but the sudden heat on his stomach and throat made him sit down. He waited for a minute and kept his feet going to the bathroom. While peeing, he almost jumped out noticing how troubled his face was. Heavy eyebags, red eyes that could chase away anyone who’ll see him, some red stains on his lips up to his left cheeks, purple marks just right down in his jaw.

I’ve been doing that a lot lately. “I’m going to bed,” I said quietly. “Goodnight.” When I opened my eyes again, sunlight was already slipping through the curtains. Morning. The migraine hit immediately. It felt like someone was hammering inside my skull. Then I smelled it, blood. I touched under my nose and sighed. Another nosebleed. At this point, it almost felt routine. “May…” Lilly stopped the moment she walked into the room. Her eyes widened. “Oh, my God. Are you okay?”

She winced lowly, slowly standing up from her seat and pressing her hand against the side of her head. "Are you okay?" I asked worriedly, as I rushed over to her side. She had a look on her face like she was having the worst headache ever. "Yeah...I think I must have had way too much to drink." She said, turning around to flash me a weak smile. I was about to let out a relieved sigh, untill I saw a drop of thick, dark blood, running down her nose. She was having a fucking nosebleed over a couple drinks?

He began to panic when he saw a filet of blood coming out of her nose. Suddenly, she woke up and sat straight up. She looked around confused. Holding a wet towel in his hand, Frank kneeled beside her and held her face with his other hand to wipe the blood under her nose. He noticed more blood coming out of her ears. “What happened? I started to freak out when I couldn’t wake you out of your nightmare and saw blood coming out of your nose. And out of your ears, now?”

Confusion gave way to alarm as she realized she was lying on the cold, hard floor. She slowly pushed herself into a sitting position as she struggled to remember how she got to the floor of her bathroom. Her head was pounding with a terrible headache and her eyes felt hot and puffy, her nose was congested, forcing her to breathe through her mouth, each ragged inhale a struggle.

ELENA I woke suddenly, the dryness in my mouth almost painful, my body sluggish and overheated beneath my blanket. The faint throb behind my forehead reminded me of earlier — the sharp sting of a nosebleed that had caught me off guard when Logan’s elbow slammed into my nose. I had cleaned up well enough, pressing tissues against my nostrils until the bleeding stopped. Now, there was a lingering soreness in the bridge of my nose, a faint metallic taste that hadn’t quite left me.