Ashes on your pale skin ~ Chris Motionless

Chapter 8:

The rest of motionless in white watch on at the scene unfolding quietly, not wanting to intrude, but feeling it rude to talk and make noise while something clearly bad has happened.

They all noticed the hardened expression that was painted onto Justin's face when he walked through the door; a look of pure, undisputed rage..

Paired with the suitcase, and the downtrodden looking Ash, head held so low it was pitiful, it was clear that something had happened with Ash and Amy, who had never returned from going to the bathroom.

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Chris gently brushes her long hair away from her face and tucks it away behind her ear, he doesn't touch her wounds, but knows that once they get onto the bus that they'll have to be looked at.

To be honest, theirs not really much that can be done for her injuries, them being the kind that will only heal with time.

Still, he'll get Ryan or Ricky to look her over, those two being the two who had the most medical knowledge, as they'd both taken first aid class in high school.

She doesn't even flinch when he touches her, her eyes planted straight forwards; unblinking.

He sees her eyes completely unfocused, and she won't even look at him, she just keeps staring straight ahead

Although he is her dad, in theoretical sense he's just as much of a 'stranger' as everyone else in the room; he just doesn't know her well enough to know what to do to bring her back with him.

He curses himself for that, and he doesn't thing he'll ever forgive himself for not being there for her.

He's not sure how to help, but he keeps trying.

"Ash?" He questions, gently pressing circles into the palm of her hand that he has a hold of.

Nothing.

Out of nowhere, he watches as her knees go weak beneath her, and her body crumples in on itself, and is thankful that Justin, from where he's stood slightly behind her, manages to catch her in his strong grasp.

Clearly her body is severely exhausted, and it's had enough.

"Justin, can you carry her up to the bus?" Chris questions, knowing that her standing here isn't going to accomplish anything.

Hopefully, he can get her settled and comfortable inside of the bus, and he can then try his best to help her come around.

He also knows that the venue will want them to be moving on soon, and thankfully the crew have packed up all their gear, so all they need to do is gather up a few of their personal belongings from the green room and make their way out.

He worries about how long she could be trapped in her own head, but presumes that it can't be for too much longer; well, he hopes.

It doesn't even cross his mind at the fact that he's taking on his daughter now, and she's coming on tour with them; his mind fixated solely on helping her.

Chris watches as Justin easily shifts the near catatonic girl into girl into his arms, and he makes sure to go ahead of him, assuring that he can hold open the bus door so that Justin can walk through with ease.

Vinny, who had discreetly gone outside at some point to have a smoke enters the bus and quickly makes work of clearing some of the back room, along with Chris.