Novel & Cerita You Bleed Just To Know You're Alive

I only feel the sound of my pulse. For a moment, I didn't know if I was still alive. In other words, I don't know if I have the faith to live.

What have I done? I keep walking when I see people laying on top of each other in piles of blood and bodies. My breathing becomes erratic. “The land will bleed. You belong to me!” I turn and everywhere I look, all I see is death. Tears fall down my face as I panic. What did I do?

Damn. My heart pounds frantically in my chest as I feel something wet and sticky between my legs. With trembling hands, I reach down, my fingers coming away slick with crimson, the metallic scent of blood filling the air. God, why am I bleeding? Horror washes over me as I realize what's happening, and I feel bile rise in my throat, threatening to choke me. The blood continues to flow, staining the pristine floor beneath me in dark, ominous streaks, a stark contrast against the polished surface.

My vision flickered and spots of black clouded my sight, but I did not know why. It could not be grief, could it? That would be too humiliating. 'Lana Branch, you really misjudged him, didn't you?'

I take a glimpse of it and indeed it's bleeding. arrgghh that stupid girl...

“Don’t worry about it.” Cian stares at me, dumbfounded. I’m not surprised he’s so shocked. Seeing someone bleed a colour other than red isn’t an everyday occurrence, but he’s an immortal; surely, he’s seen crazier ailments in his life. Or maybe it’s because I’m his mate, and he’s doing this out of fear that what I have is going to kill me. Too bad I’ve lived with this my entire life, and I’ve never noticed anything happen to me in regard to the colour of my blood.

I closed the apps, feeling more alone than before I’d asked. I stood up, the dull ache of my cramps a constant, rhythmic reminder of the "near miss" at the motel. I went to the bathroom, the fluorescent lights flickering as I changed my pad, the sight of the blood almost comforting—a sign of a life that hadn't been derailed yet.

IANNA’POV Blood oozed out of the wound fast making me feel dizzy. I thought I was going to pass out soon. I looked around trying to find something to stop the bleeding with when the blood started coming out slower and slower. I was shocked thinking that I had bled out all the blood in my body. Before I could start making myself crazy Sandra said, “Don’t be stupid, I am healing you and if you have bled all the blood out of your body then you would be dead.”

) I muttered as I stood on my feet, making Edgardo sigh. I don’t give a fūck if my knuckles continue bleeding or not. The cuts will just be reopened before the night ends anyway. The pain was just a motivating factor to keep my adrenaline going, so I’d welcome it. It reminded me how alive I am, and as long as I live, I will bring hell on earth and terrorize all those that dared touch what is and will always be mine. “How much longer?” I gritted out as I leaned over Ethan’s seat to look at the monitors.

“No, no—shit—hold him! Hold him down! He’s bleeding too much!!” Someone grabbed me. Hands trembling, pushing against my belly— Trying to stop the bleeding. But it wasn’t bleeding. It was gushing. Flooding. My vision blurred. Everything turned red, then pale. My shitty life flashing before me. The fights. The yelling. The betrayals. The lies. The nights I wished I wasn’t born. The mornings I wanted to disappear. And then... A light. Bright. Massive. An explosion so intense it swallowed the dark. And then—