I had fainted on my way back to the car. Jinxx had definetly broken my nose. He had been worried about Ash. But to be honest I was becoming worried myself. He wasn't his usual self recently. He had complained that his arm and ribs hurted. Maybe he'd hurt them attempting to do a backflip in the wheel chair!
We drove to the hospital in my porshe. It was jet black and had tinted windows, it also had leather seats. I was a bit annoyed how I had now left a red mark on it from my blood. I was also mad at the fact that my nose was never gonna be the same again. Petty things like apearance mattered to me.
Ash had his arm and ribs checked over while I was sat down having my nose fixed up a bit. Turned out he had broken three ribs and had pushed his collar bone out of place. We hadn't realized! He jad a bandage put on his ribs and was told he'd have to just do sighnings for a few weeks. We all agreed we wouldnt go on without him, it wouldn't have been the same anyway. But I did feel bad for him. Singing was his life and he may not properly heal from his injury.
