Chapter 289

Cole’s POV

Monday, October 15th

I awaken slowly to the rudeness of immeasurable pain. I can’t help but yelp just to find that the sound of my own painful cry causes me even more discomfort. It takes a concerted effort to settle into a quiet whimper yet somehow I do manage it.

“Try to relax, Cole. I hit the call button to see if I can get you some pain killers.”

I cringe at the sound of his kind, yet familiar voice.

“Good afternoon, Dr. Moore. How may I help you?”

I yelp harshly as I cover my ears in an attempt to dull the sound of the voice coming over the speaker.

“Cole has woken up and seems to be in a lot of pain. Can you check his chart for the next dose of Vicodin?”

“Yes sir.”

I’m curled into the fetal position by the time the short conversation concludes. It’s only when I feel hands gently rubbing the tops of mine that I react again, rather over react, to the simple stimulation. Yelping and screaming I figh