Why Is My Ear Piercing Bleeding After Months Novels & Stories

Caleb said. "Well, the bleeding was because of the glasses that pierce into her skin. Some pierced pretty deep, hence the bleeding" Caleb nods in understanding and smiles, he closes his eyes and take a deep breath. ‘At least she's safe and out of danger’ he thought to himself. Mike pats his back and nod at him, then he quickly turn back to the doctor. "Then what about my wife and babies? How are they?"

Multiple cuts on her hip that she explained was from a ring on his finger that cut during punches. Damien focused on a ring of deep red around her throat. She should’ve healed quickly from hands choking her, unless it was done repeatedly and her body automatically numbed that area delaying healing as a side effect. He noticed that her left earring was hanging slightly lower than the right one. It must have torn her earlobe slightly downwards during a punch, and her body couldn’t heal since the piece of gold was still in the wound. “Were any open-handed hits delivered to your ears, Miss King?”

That’s when she smiles, but it’s a cruel, broken thing. “Fine. It’s a little gift from Richard. Nosebleeds. Side effect of him knocking me around.” She says it like she’s making a joke at a party, but there’s no punchline. My chest seizes. “How long?” My voice barely makes it past my throat. “Two months.” I sink beside her. My mind is a hurricane. “Is that it? Nosebleeds? Or is there something else?” She exhales through her nose. “That’s it. They’ll stop soon.”

Xander hissed, then raised his hand for the angry Kaden to see. " See, I had an injury and yet, for several hours, it still hasn't healed. You know how this is hurting? Do you even think about where I got if from despite all the tough securities in here?" Xander asked again, baring his still fresh injury for Kaden to see. The blood would stop bleeding and then continue after a while again, it was already seeping out blood slowly again.

Kicking the door open, almost breaking it off its hinges, I quickly jog back to the convenience store. "Give me alcohol and cotton pads. Now!" I scream at the poor cashier. "M-ma'am are you alright? Your ear's bleeding. Should I call the—" "Just give me what I want, dammit! Ow—" I shake my head to relieve the little tingling but sensitive pain. I go back to the bike and press my blood out on the cotton pad. The next one was dipped in alcohol as I dab it on my ear lobe. I cry silently, almost biting into my own lip to deal with the pain.

I groan as the sharp pain makes my ears hurt as well. ‘Calm down,’ Amaia says gently. I let out a shaky sigh. Sweat trickles down my forehead and it is then that I realise that something is trickling out of my ears and nose. Thinking it’s sweat, I wipe it with my fingers only to realize that it is not sweat, but blood. I can only stare at the red-stained fingers in astonishment and…. Fear. Because despite being a doctor, I am not sure what is wrong with me. ~~~~~~

Why is she crying? I think it’s the sight of the blood that’s upsetting her. Without thinking, I grab a pair of shorts and strip off the towel, ready to wipe the blood from my forehead. Did I hurt myself there, too? Maybe when I slammed my head against the wall? I touch the spot, but there’s no pain. It’s just the blood. My hands are what hurt—the sting of the piercings, the throbbing in my palms. I wipe at my forehead again, trying to clean the blood off, but it just smears.

With it still trickling, I put a simple bandage over it. I look down at my shirt. It’s soaked in crimson. I changed and rushed out of the apartment while holding a napkin to my ear. I hurriedly walk the two blocks to the clinic without waiting for the bus. I check in, and the nurse hands me gauze and some meds to help staunch the bleeding. But it takes forever to be seen, and entering the exam room, there waits the same doctor, whose name I can’t remember. “How did you do this?” the doctor asks, looking over my ear.

"Breathe in." She inhaled and I smoothly drove the needle through her flesh. She didn't move an inch. "Good girl. Almost finished." I took the fourteen gauge barbell and threaded it along the needle, pulling it through the three-quarter inch space under her flesh. I used gauze to gently wipe blood from her pussy. The piercing might bleed slightly for several days. It would also be quite sore in a few hours. I lay the needle and receiving tube on the tray and removed my gloves. I pushed two fingers into her pussy.