Roadtrip Oneshots

Jacklyn, Broken Ribs

This was a request from Findingmikeyy, I hope you enjoy this! xx

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Jack

Walking into the Mindy room, I tripped and fell almost immediately because, you know, clumsy me. I landed hard on the floor, directly on my ribs, and I let out a shout of pain. It had hurt more than I thought it would have done if I was being honest...

I made to then crawl to my feet, but before I could do so the boys jumped on top of me, crushing me back down to the floor. I groaned under the weight, but started laughing.

A stray hand started to tickle me, but I couldn't wriggle away. Slowly, my laughter grew into hysterics, the boys all laughing on top of me. But as quickly as I started laughing, the giddy feeling left.
Instead, it was replaced with a heavy weight resounding from my ribs... It felt tight, and strained, and I suddenly found it hard to breathe.

"Guys-"
I cut myself off as I coughed, trying to claw my way out from beneath them, but I couldn't move an inch.

I let out another shout of pain when I felt something give in my chest, almost like something shifted the wrong way, and suddenly I couldn't breathe as well as before. But that might be because I had the four boys pinning me to the floor...

One by one they tumbled off, hearing my shout, everyone red in the face and laughing.

I sucked in a breath as I sat up, rubbing my chest. It was weird, because I felt like there should've been pain, but there wasn't.
The sharp pain from before was already gone, so I took in a deep breath. I couldn't breathe as deeply as before, but again there was no pain.

"Are you alright?" Brooklyn sat beside me, and I nodded breathlessly.

"You sure? Because you've gone pale Babe." Brook continued, frowning.

Had I? I hadn't even realised.

"I'm fine... Just couldn't breathe, and I panicked." I answered, waving my hand briefly.

Brook didn't look convinced, but he helped me to my feet nonetheless.

"We've got studio in ten minutes Jack, are you sure you're up for that?" My boyfriend made sure. I just smiled, and pecked his lips.

"Positive."

"Enough of that guys, come on!" Andy whined, making us laugh again.

My breath cut off when something in my ribs shifted, but I didn't bring attention to it. It was probably just a bad bruise. Nothing to worry about.

Ten minutes later I still hadn't caught my breath properly. I couldn't do anything but breathe shallowly, and there was this weird feeling in my chest. My heart was beating faster than normal, and I watched in shock as my hands shook. Since when had they done that?

"Jackie... Are you sure you're alright? Because if you're hurt we can take you to the hospital."

"Yep, I'm good." I would blatantly refuse to go the hospital if they enforced it again. I was fine! It was just a little bit of pain... I could handle that.

***

I went into the booth last, trying to save as much breath as I could. But the only problem with this was that I had felt my body drop and decline over the last hour or two.
To try to play it off I'd pretended to fall asleep on the sofa, and thankfully none of the boys had questioned me. I'd felt Brook curl up into my side after twenty minutes, something which caused a smile to play at the corner of my lips.

But now it was time for me to record my parts, and I kinda wished I'd gone first, or that I'd just taken up my boyfriends offer of the hospital.

I knew my singing was terrible, because I was constantly out of breath, and had been for the last hour or two. The boys kept telling me to stop, that I was clearly not in a fit state to sing. I kept on yelling back in my stubbornness, which only made my voice worse.

After another ten minutes of this constant battling, and my chest burned.
Only this time it didn't stop.
It carried on building, and I hissed and whimpered into the microphone before I could lean away. Stumbling back, I leant against the wall of the booth, bent over at the waist as I carried on dragging in breaths. Breathing made the burning worse.

The door to the booth crashed open, and immediately a hand rested on my shoulder, another hand in my hair.

"I don't care what you say Babe, but we're going to the hospital right now. You can stop humouring yourself right this instance." Brooklyn said sternly. I knew he was worried, but he knew that I wouldn't give in.

What he didn't know was that I was already giving in.

"Something's wrong with me Brooky." I gasped.

"And it only took this long for you to realise this?" My boyfriend huffed.

"Guys? We're taking him to the hospital..." I blanked out the rest of Brooklyn's words, focussing more on trying to breathe properly.

It was a failed attempt thought.

***

"...Broken ribs." The doctor said.

We'd been in the waiting room for the best part of an hour, and the pain had only gotten worse. Brook stayed beside me, and I'd told the boys to head home after a while, because although they were worried, I could see that they were getting restless.

So yeah, it was just myself and Brook in the hospital when we got the verdict.

"Broken ribs? Jack... You told me you were fine!" Brooklyn rounded on me in frustration, and I winced.

"I didn't realise alright? I didn't really feel it until back on the studio."
I defended, but it was weak. Brooklyn dropped his head, squeezing my hand.

The doctor started to wrap up my chest, talking to me as he did so.

"This needs to stay for at least a few weeks, and I want you to come back for a check up every week to see how they're healing alright?"

I nodded with another wince.

"And no strenuous activity for the next few weeks either, or they won't heal."

"I don't plan on it." I groaned.

"Good... You're all set to head home now boys, have a good evening."

"You too... Thanks so much." Brooklyn shook the doctors hand, and then came back to help me up.

"Thank you." I said. The doctor smiled once, and then left us to it.

Brooklyn kept an arm around my waist, holding me as I walked awkwardly and slowly.

"You're resting tonight Jack, I don't care what you say." Brooklyn kissed my cheek, and I smiled.

"Well, I can't argue with that." I laughed, but winced when my ribs moved up and down.

Brooklyn chuckled, and pulled me tighter into his side. Secure.

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I'm sorry about the amount of time jumps in this one... I just hit a wall, but wanted to get it out so this was the result. I'm really not happy with the way I wrote this one, but I hope you enjoyed it anyway.

Now, to do something out of the ordinary, tell someone you love your honest opinion of them, because I feel that this doesn't happen enough.❤️

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