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“I don’t know what we are right now.”
“He seems like a very complicated boy.”
Understatement of the century.
“Have you forgotten you warning me to choose my friends more wisely?” I can’t help but throw her words back at her.
“Maybe I was too quick to judge. Besides, it makes a lot of sense now.”
“What does?”
Miss Jones smiles warmly. “Lost souls usually find comfort among other lost souls.”
I can’t help but smile back.
Because she’s right.
Before meeting Cole I was a lost soul. But then I was found.
He found me.
The real me.
And I don’t ever want to go back to being lost again.
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Cole
I don’t expect it, but everyone listens to me.
After Conner closed the door behind himself, I don’t see anyone else aside from the nurses and the doctor who insist on continuing to check on me, despite the fact that I keep telling them that I am fine.
It’s the truth… almost.
My head is a fucking mess, but that’s nothing new, and my body… well, a few days in bed will sort that out, I’m sure. All I want to do right now is get the fuck out of here, but then I remember where I live and I wonder if being here is actually the lesser of two evils.
Here, the staff can keep my visitors at bay. I can hide. But at home I get none of that. If they all decide they want to talk to me, force me to admit things that I’m not ready for, then I’m not going to be able to stop them.
“Hey, sweetie,” the plump nurse sings as she pokes her head into my room. “You’re looking brighter.” She shuffles into the room and closes the door behind her. “I’ve got some good news for you.”
I stare at her waiting for the inevitable.
“You’re being discharged later. But,” she adds, making me want to groan, “you’ve got an appointment with an incredible counselor first.”
“For real?”
“For real.” She winks. “Cole,” she sighs, taking a seat beside me, “you tried to take your own life. I’m not going to sugarcoat it. You don’t seem like the kind of guy who does that.” My brows rise. So maybe she has been paying attention. “You clearly have things going on. Things that you need to get off your chest. Faye is lovely, one of the best we have. I think you’re going to really like her. Anything you tell her is confidential. Just… let it all out.”
She checks me over before asking if I need anything and then leaving me to my own company once again.
The thought of talking to someone about everything terrifies me, and as much as I want to refuse and continue to bury my issues as if they don’t exist, I know that’s not healthy.
I think of those I’ve banned from this room. My brothers, my… dad. Hadley. They’d all want me to do this. They’d all beg me to do anything to make this better.
But the question is, can I do it? Can I force out the words that I need to expel past my lips and relive the horrors of the past?
It’s over five hours later when I finally get dressed and prepare to head home. Although it’s the last thing I want to do after the session I had with Faye earlier.
