Why Is My Ear Piercing Bleeding Novels & Stories

He says but he's a smart boy, he can sometimes tell when something is amiss. “Mhm. That's all there is to it.” Blinking his big eyes, He asked in an anxious yet serious tone, “Mommy, what about your ear? Why is it bleeding?” He asks me. His eyes were pure and innocent, with worry written all in them. I choked on my own saliva upon hearing that. I was so in my own head that I forgot to wipe off the blood before I came in but I also can't tell him the real reason why I'm bleeding.

The flow of blood increased quickly and without asking for permission I rushed out of the class to the ladies room. “Darn it.” I groaned washing my nose and trying to stop the bleeding but it only got worse. “Are you ok?” The pink and purple haired girl I had snapped at when I run out of the gym asked after stepping out of one of the stalls. “Yeah.” I nodded.

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 asked with widened eyes, not understanding a thing. How is there Blood oozing out of my ears? Did I get an internal bleed or something? “It's okay, let me clean it up!” Harmony said and it took all the will in me not to glare at her. Maybe okay for her, I mean, she's not the one with blood oozing out of her ears. She brought back tissues and began wiping my ears and I began to wonder. Why don't I remember how the blood started dripping out? “What the hell happened?” I had to ask again cuz I felt that they saw something that I didn't.

Had Heather given in? Heather turned and left as she went into the bathroom. Then, she turned on the faucet to rinse the blood on her hands with an indifferent expression. Over the years, she had a lot of blood on her hands, and she was used to it, but today's blood made her very uncomfortable. The water was flowing, but she kept thinking about the pierced ear. Of course, she was not afraid of pain, but she did not like those cumbersome things, so she never got it done.

“You have swelling and bleeding in your private area. It is most likely due to the abrasion caused by the intense combat last night” Amy sneered. Dana wanted to find a hole to hide and never come out. Even though Ben’s expression was ugly, he asked “How do we treat this?”

And I remembered what the doctor told me before I left, “If you see any bleeding, you need to come back immediately. There’s a risk of infection.” I pressed a shaking palm over the gauze and pulled out my phone. For a second, I hesitated—call a cab or… Silas?

As I leaned closer to my reflection, I noticed something red trickling out of my ear. Horrified, I realized it was blood. How is this possible? I asked myself, letting out a shriek as I stumbled backward. My voice must have been loud because Liam was suddenly at the door, knocking. "I'm fine," I muttered, but he kept knocking. "If I'm bleeding, does that mean... it was real?" Questions flooded my mind. "Macy, what's going on? Are you okay?" Liam’s voice came through the door. "I said I'm fine, please!" I snapped, irritation creeping into my tone.

I released an ear piercing scream, my body trembling with unreleased wails. My gums felt as though they were being cut in half as my fangs kept lenghthening. ‘’Earl!’’ Kyle called out as I coughed out blood. I continued screaming, blood running down my cheeks in place of my earlier tears. ‘’Bria, sweetie! I need you to calm down.’’ I shook my head, thrashing out of his hold as blood leaked out my ears. Earl came in, applying some liquid on my forehead as best as he could with my thrashing. My thrashing ceased as my body and eyes became heavy. I gave up and let myself succumb to the exhaustion and influence of the herbs.

Dylan said goodbye and loaded me up to leave. "Dylan, I'm fine." "You're bleeding!" "Huh, where?" "Your nose." I touched my nose, it was bleeding. At the small clinic, he was treating my nose and ears, but of some reason, I suddenly started crying. "Hey stop crying, you're annoying!" He said my hair is broken. "I can't." "Does it really hurt?" He asked worriedly. "No really but I'm scared of blood." He stared at me. "Looking you like that turns me on."