Cory POV
“How are you feeling dear?” Dr. Walters smiles at me. She walked in the room shortly after I woke up.
“I hurt, especially my side.” I tell her as I let out a little groan
“That’s to be expected dear, you have a few broken ribs and a small hole in your stomach but you should heal fine. I need to look you over now that you’re awake and see if there are any more areas of pain.”
“Ok.” I peek over at my dad and Lucas, who I notice are sitting looking really guilty on the couch across the room. They also are sporting their own battle wounds which I’m sure they haven’t had checked out yet. I scowl at them for not taking care of themselves.
“I need you to sit up and we’re probably going to have to lose the gown dear.
