POV Cole
I have chilled out only by a fraction. The rage I feel is still imminent and brewing. Nancy allowed me to skip out on physical therapy mostly because I refused to go. She opted to take me for a walk down the hallway, and we passed by MJ, who was talking to herself again. I kinda like her, she's a spunky old lady off her rocker nonetheless though. Nancy told me she has dementia or Alzheimer's, one of those. It makes me sad for her, but I guess if she isn't even aware of reality anymore, what's the difference?
About fifteen minutes ago Nancy told me she called Jess and that she'll be here soon. I'm pretty embarrassed about the whole meltdown. I told Nancy to call her back and tell her not to come. What difference would it make anyway? She comes here and then what? I didn't think any of it through when I said her name, it just came out without thought. Nancy insisted that she's not calling her back and maybe it'll do me some good to have a friend around. Jess isn't my friend though, honestly, I think the biggest thing we have in common is our dislike for one another. I think what I like or maybe not like but connect with most with her is that I don't feel so alone with the hate for my current life.
While I wait for Jess to arrive I pull out my phone and text Rylie.
Me: Fuck u you're dead to me
Immediately the text message says read but as minutes pass no response comes in. What is he going to say anyway? I don't expect one but I'm at least half satisfied that it's been read.
I'm bored as fuck yet my mind is in a cycle of processing my new reality. Rylie hijacked my life from right under my nose. He has taken my girlfriend, my career, and my dad's support. My dad doesn't know the extent of what is going on between Rylie and me. Quite frankly he doesn't know any of it. I haven't disclosed Rylie and Lex's affair to him for a few reasons. Dad and Rylie's dad are as thick as thieves, a lot like how Rylie and I were. They grew up together, raced together, partied together, basically fifty years of friendship. If I tell Dad how bad our fallout is it'll cause a rift with him and Jimmy and right now Dad needs him in his life. Without Jimmy, Dad would probably be in jail or dead. He was his saving grace when dad was in the darkest days of his life, I can't take that away based on dad's loyalty to me.
I log onto Facebook, reading the DMs from my fans wishing me a quick recovery, they're thinking of me, praying for me, disappointed in my actions, and calling me another celebrity fuck up. Ey that's pretty cool though that they think I'm a celebrity though.
A knock reverberates off the wooden door, it must be Jess and my nerves are in high gear because I have a feeling this will be real awkward.
"Come in!" I yell out just loud enough for her to hear.
The door begins to ascend and Jess walks in. Fuck she looks good today, street clothes are definitely a strong suit of hers. I can already feel the blood rushing to my dick so I bunch the blankets on my lap to conceal whatever tent I'm pitching.
"Hey!" She says with a bright smile.
"Uh, hey, sorry for this you didn't need to come," I offer out the closest thing to an apology.
She shakes her head, "I don't really have a life remember? It's really not a big deal."
I see a white plastic bag resting in the grip of her hand, "What's that blondie?"
She adverts her gaze to the bag as well, "some food, like real food that you probably haven't had in almost a month."
The smile that comes over me is without intent. The thought of real food again makes my dick rock hard. The three cafeteria meals I eat a day taste like a bland sponge.
"What is it?" My mouth is already salivating from the scent dancing in the air.
"I wasn't really sure what you liked so I figured burgers and fries would be safe?" She shrugs her shoulders and the bottom of her brown shirt lifts just enough to expose her flat belly. I'm so horny right now that the food sounds less appetizing compared to where I really want my mouth. Fuck what is my deal lately?
"Sounds delicious," I say disappointed that the thin fabric is back in place.
She saunterers over placing the bag on the small rolling cart. She walks over to a chair picking it up and brings it over to the opposite end of me. I wasn't hungry before but now I'm starving, I want to rip that bag open and devour it like a raccoon in a dumpster.
"Oh shoot! I forgot to grab us drinks," she goes to stand up but I intervene.
"Sit down. Fuck the drinks," I say sternly and she obeys. I feel bad but you can't prolong a man and his food.
She is taking so fucking long to get the styrofoam boxes out, trying to be so careful and delicate I'm ready to take it from her and Hulk Hogan that shit apart.
Fucking finally she pushes the box toward me and I waste no time setting it on my lap ready to devour. I take a less-than-attractive bite of my burger and my eyes close, euphoria illuminating my taste buds.
When I open my eyes again Jess is staring at me like a zoo animal. I wipe my mouth with the back of my hand, "Sorry," I say with a mouthful of food.
She laughs at the disgrace in front of her and I really wish I could say I'm embarrassed by the rabid animal that I am but I'm in too deep to care. She picks up her burger and takes an equally sized bite that I took, ketchup running down her chin, and looking like a cute little chipmunk with the excess food harbored inside her cheeks. This exchange to the rest of the world would be quite a display but I'm finding Jess eating like a pig incredibly sexy.
"I think I'm gonna choke," she mumbles out.
I laugh, taking another bite of my burger, "at least you'll die happy and full of flavor." This earns me a smile, she picks up a salty fry and throws it at my face. I look down at the fry, her loss, I chomp on it, and now regret the lack of drinks.
As if reading my mind she stands up, "If I don't get some water in me I'll need to steal your IV. I'll be right back, I'll get you some too."
"Thank you," I say as she walks away and out the door.
I continue to eat, I'm parched but it's not stopping me. A ding catches my attention, Jess's phone is sitting on the table and I know I shouldn't look but I'm gravitated by curiosity. I quickly pick it up before she comes back and read the text on the Lock Screen.
Roman: Sorry about earlier, I didn't mean to run off like that, I got in my own head. That kiss was amazing btw.