Austin Butler & Elvis Presley one shots

Neck pain turns disastrous - A.B

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Austin Butler had been pushing himself hard on the set of The Bikeriders. Long hours and physically demanding scenes had taken a toll on his body, especially his neck. For days, he had ignored the growing soreness, brushing off suggestions to see a physiotherapist or take a break. He was determined to tough it out, not wanting to disrupt filming or appear weak in front of his castmates.

But one morning, as he mounted his motorcycle for a crucial scene, his neck protested loudly. The muscles were so stiff and sore that he could barely turn his head. He tried to shake it off, focusing on the scene ahead.

During a break in filming, while preparing for a stunt sequence, Austin's neck seized up completely. He winced as shooting pain shot down his spine, making him gasp involuntarily.

Tom, one of his co-stars, noticed and called out, "Hey, Austin, watch out!"

Austin turned his head to see what Tom was referring to, but the movement sent a shock of agony through his neck. He cried out, his hands instinctively grabbing the handlebars tighter. The sudden pain caused him to lose focus, and he veered off course.

The next moments were a blur of motion and excruciating pain. The motorcycle skidded off the road, throwing Austin off and onto the ground. He lay there, clutching his neck, unable to move as the pain radiated through his entire body.

Tom and Jodie rushed over to him, their faces filled with concern.

"Oh God, Austin, are you okay?" Jodie asked, kneeling beside him.

Austin could only groan in response, his breath coming in ragged gasps. The pain was unbearable, every movement sending new waves of agony through him.

"We need to keep him still," Tom said urgently, glancing around for help.

Other cast and crew members gathered around, unsure of what to do. They could see the distress on Austin's face and the way his body tensed with each wave of pain.

"Someone call for the medic!" Jodie shouted, her voice tinged with panic.

Within moments, the medic arrived with a stretcher and began assessing Austin's condition. Austin was barely conscious, his eyes squeezed shut in pain.

"Stay with us, Austin," Tom urged, holding Austin's hand tightly. "You're going to be okay."

The medic gently examined Austin's neck, asking him questions to assess his level of pain and mobility. Austin struggled to answer, his breaths shallow and uneven.

"He needs to stay still," the medic instructed, trying to position Austin on the stretcher without jostling his neck.

But Austin was disoriented from the pain, his body writhing involuntarily. "I... I can't... it hurts..."

"Shh, Austin, try to relax," Jodie said soothingly, her hand brushing his forehead.

The medic administered pain relief, but Austin's pain was so intense that he began to hyperventilate. He gasped for air, his chest heaving.

"Austin, you need to breathe," Tom said firmly, trying to calm him down. "Slow breaths, in and out."

Austin struggled to follow Tom's instructions, his body trembling uncontrollably. He felt like he was drowning in pain, each breath a struggle.

"Come on, Austin, you can do it," Jodie encouraged, her voice steady despite her worry.

The medic continued to work quickly and efficiently, monitoring Austin's vital signs. But just as they were about to move him onto the stretcher, Austin's eyes rolled back, and he went limp.

"He's passing out!" someone shouted, panic rising among the onlookers.

"No, Austin, stay with us!" Tom pleaded, shaking Austin gently.

The medic checked Austin's pulse and breathing, relieved to find both stable. "He's just unconscious from the pain. Let's get him to the hospital now."

Together, they carefully lifted Austin onto the stretcher and rushed him to an awaiting ambulance. Tom and Jodie rode with him, holding his hand and offering words of encouragement as the ambulance sped through the streets towards the hospital.

At the hospital, Austin underwent a series of tests and scans to assess the extent of his injuries. He was diagnosed with a severe neck strain and muscle spasms, exacerbated by the crash. The doctors recommended rest and intensive physical therapy to aid in his recovery.

As Austin slowly regained consciousness, he found himself surrounded by his castmates in the hospital room. Tom, Jodie, and the others wore expressions of relief and concern.

"You scared us, man," Tom said softly, his voice thick with emotion.

Austin managed a weak smile. "Sorry... didn't mean to..."

"Don't apologize," Jodie said firmly. "You need to take care of yourself. We're all here for you."

Austin nodded, feeling grateful for their support. "Thanks, guys. I'll... I'll be okay."

Over the coming weeks, Austin focused on his recovery, following the doctors' orders and attending physical therapy sessions. His castmates visited him regularly, lifting his spirits with their jokes and stories from the set.

As he slowly regained mobility in his neck and strength in his muscles, Austin reflected on the importance of listening to his body and seeking help when needed. The accident had been a wake-up call, a reminder of his own vulnerability and the strength of the bonds he had formed with his castmates on The Bikeriders.

And as filming resumed with Austin taking a more cautious approach, he knew that no matter the challenges ahead, he had a supportive team by his side, ready to help him through anything that came their way.