together we will be unbroken

Ow! My face hurts so bad! Why does it hurt so bad!?!? "Oh my God Lace are you okay?!?!" Max asks. I open my eyes. Why am I on the floor? "Laci talk to me." Ronnie says. He sounds concerned. Ow my shoulder doesn't feel to hot either. "Annalyse Dianna O'Conell answer me right now or so help me God." Ronnie snaps. "Calm the fuck down buttercup." I groan. "Rose are you okay?" Ashley asks hently rubbing my shoulder. "Ash...please don't touch that shoulder." I say into the floor. "Sorry." He lets go. I groan and roll over onto my bad shoulder. "Fuck." I hiss. "Oh my God." I see Ronnie's eyes go wide. I put a hand to my face and feel something hot and sticky. I pull my hand away and see it's covered in blood. I should probably sit up so I don't choke on it. I push myself up with my left arm. "Here let my see." Aahley crouches down in front of me, amd removes my hand from my face. He sucks in a breath. "I think we're going to go to the hospital. Can you stand?" I nod, and stamd up. Hey how did I get clothes on? Ashley grabs his keys and we walk out into the freezing cold Canadian air. "You probably should have put pants on." He says when we get into the car. "How did I end up with clothes on?" I ask. "I figured CC would try to pull a prankbor something." I nod. "Oh no you're getting blood everywhere. Here check the glove compartment for tissues." I let go of my nose with one hand and open it. Thank God. I grab the box of tissues and slam the door ahut with my foot. "Oh look a bloody hand print." I say through the mound of tissues. "The car rental compamy is going to think I murdered someone in here." He laughs. "You should see my car. They gave me a Prius again!" I exclaim. "What is it with you and Priuses?" He chuckles. "Well first off they're small. They don't go fast. They sound horrible, and they are hideous." I rant. "Well what do you normally drive?" I drive a Jaguar, a truck, andsometimes motorcycles, but I had to sell the motorcycle. It made me sad." I miss Lola... "You ride motorcycles?!?!" He looks shocked. I nod. "That is so fucking sexy you have no idea." "I work on cars too. I built a Hummer baxk in Ireland when I was fifteen." He gives me a look. "That is the sexiest thing I've ever heard." "Sexier than the pur of a motorcycle?" I cock an eyebrow. "Yes." "You're imaginingme riding a motorcycle with little to ni clothes on aren't you?" "No!" I give him a look. "I'm imagining you dressed in all leather on a motorcycle." He mumbles. I chuckle. "Oh look we're here." We pull into the parking lot and walk into the ER. "What happened?" The nurse at the desk ask. She doen't look particularly worried, just curious. This makes me feel better. I look at Ashley. "She fell out of our bunk snd landed on her face." He answers. So thst's what happened. "Oh my. That must hurt really bad. Here I'll have you fill oit her form while I look her over." The nurse hands Ashley a clipboard and leads me to a bed. She closes the curtain and tells me to sit down. She sucks air in through her teeth when I take off the tissues. "Oh yeah she's definitly broken. Does anything else hurt?" "My shoulder doesn't feel to hot." I say. "Which one?" I point to my right, and she carefully removes my shirt. Hey I'm wearing a sports bra how conveinient! "Okay so the good news is it's notndislocated, but it's really bruised and swollen so I'm going to get an x-ray on it." I nod. "I'll be right back with the x-ray tech." She leaves. "So what happened?" I asks Ashley. "I'm not really sure. I just heard a loud thud and it woke me up. You weren't in the bunk so I got a litte freaked out. Mext thing I know, you'rebon the floor. You should really slep on the wall side from now on." "I was there. I musthave rolled over you." "What am I going to do with you?" He laughs. -"So you have some twisted ligaments, and a torn tendon." The x-ray tech tells me. "You'll be in a brace for about twelve weeks. I suggest you take tylonol or something." I nod. I get hooked up with a brace and we go back to the bus. "So what's the verdict?" Ronnie asks. "Torn tendon, twisted ligaments, and a broken nose." I state. "All feom falling out of a bunk?" Jacky asks. I nod. "Geez you're more accident prone than I thought." He laughs. The rest of the day was pretty easy. We rode in the bus to North Dakota, and when we got there we set up. It's so hard to set up lights with one arm. They crew kept offering to help, but I kept telling them no. I was still placing them when they staeted sound check. "How ya feeling Tum?" Jake asks. "Sore." I mumble from my laptop. "I bet." He chuckles. "Leave it to you to get injured on the first night of tour." "I know right." I smile. "Hey Jake do you want to play CoD when you're done?" "Can you even play?" "The doctor said I can take off the brace for short periods of time so yeah." I finish checking the Alone track, and close my laptop. Someting doesn't sound right with the amp. I walk over to Jake's amp first. No this one is fine. I make my way towards Jinxx's and the sound gets worse. Yupp it's definitly his. "Jimxx dear can you stop playing for a bit please?" I ask. "Yeah sure." I go to the baxknof the amp. Nothing reallyblooks wrong, it just sounds terrible. "Hold on I'm going to get my tackle box." I have six tackle boxes that I bring with me on tour. There is one for each insteument, and one for amps. They have everything that you might need in them. I grab the one labeled 'amps' and walk back inside the venue. "What's wrong Lace?" Jinxx asks. "Your amp sounds off." I mumble. "Really?" "It sounds foggy." I say as I unscrew the screws that keepnthe screen on. I look at the actual speaker. "I think you just blew a fuse that's all." I pull out the burmt fuse, amd replace it. "Now try." He starts playing 'God Bless You' "There much better." I smile. "Now," I turn to Jake. "Prepare to die." I smirk.

Notes

Just a filler sorry if it sucks. I'm really really sick so I'm blowing all of my ideas oit throughbmy nose.