A Life with A Daughter ➳ Ross Lynch (Completed)

Chapter 27

Try to guess if your idea is here ;) Thank you for everyone who supported me, commented, and helped me out so I could beat my writer's block! WOULD YOU GUYS LIKE TO HAVE A Q&A BECAUSE ID REALLY LOVE THAT LIKE I HAVE NEVER DONE A Q&A SO ID BE SUPER HAPPY!

If we are doing a Q&A, I would like you NOT to ask me the following questions:

-Do you cut?
-Do you think about suicide?
-Have you purged?
-Do you have any type of mental illness?
-Are you lesbian/gay/pan/trans/etc... I'm not, I'm straight. It's just a little uncomfortable answering this for me. Idek why.
-Have you ever been pregnant/lost your virginity to one of your boyfriend? I haven't. But you may ask if I have a boyfriend or not.
-Do you masturbate?
-Have you ever kissed the same sex/gender before? Haven't, it's just uncomfortable to be asked this.
-Are you Christian, Catholic, etc...? I don't feel in the mood to fight with anyone about my religion.
-Have you ever stole anything?
-Have you ever done a crime?
-Do you have physicial or internal illnesses?

OR ANYTHING ELSE THAT YOU WOULDN'T LIKE TO BE ASKED. DONT ASK ANYTHING PRIVATE. IF YOU ASK ME ANYTHING OF THE ABOVE OR ANYTHING THAT IS JUST TOO PRIVATE I WILL RESPOND 'too private x' AND IGNORE YOUR QUESTION. THANK YOU AND JUST COMMENT 'yes' FOR A Q&A! THE MOST INTERESTING/FUNNY QUESTION ASKED WILL BE ROCKY'S GIRLFRIEND. THANK YOU SO MUCH. ASK THE QUESTION ON MY MESSAGE BOARD ON MY PROFILE! THANK YOU GUYS!!!

-Dhanna x

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Jazz's POV

My daddy took me ice-skating and we were trying to find some ice-shoes for me. We got my perfect size.

"Daddy, let me carry it." I said, trying to get act like a big girl.

"Baby, it's too sharp." Auntie Rydel cooed.

"Oh c'mon. Let the girl carry it." Daddy said, shooting me a wink.

When we were about to sit, the roller skates dropped on my feet and the blade sliced against my bare foot.

"OWWWWWW!!!" I screamed, beginning to cry.

"JAZZY!" Uncle Rikert yelled, going down to her foot.

"GET A SPECIAL BANDAGE!" Auntie Rydel shouted at Uncle Ryland. Uncle Ryland came back with a bandage cloth and I was crying a lot.

"She's losing a lot of blood, Ross." Uncle Rikert explained.

"I'M THE FATHER HERE LET ME DO THIS!" my daddy yelled.

"ROSS CALM DOWN! DON'T PANIC!" Uncle Rocky screamed.

My foot was turning black.

I screamed with pain and my daddy, uncles, and my auntie ran to the hospital. I began to see blur.

"Don't close your eyes!" Uncle Rikert yelled.

"Your face looks funny." I laughed silently.

He looked at me confused, still running.

"I feel sleepy." I said, smiling. I couldn't see anything. Just blur.

"Wake up, sweetie. Please."

I heard a lot of people in a room and Uncle Rikert stopped running and he gave me water.

"I really wanna sleep, Uncle Rikert."

"Please don't."

"Why?" I whined.

"Just please don't."

I frowned and I felt a little weak.

"I feel a little weak."