Chapter Fourteen – We need to talk
Cole’s Point of View
My neck ached like crazy, my head pounding through lack of sleep. I looked over to her, laid in my bed, God I had imagined her laying in my bed so many times, but not quite like this. She was crunched in a ball, her hair all over her face, and looking like death warmed up. I had cleaned her up as much as I could, sponging down her clothes, then laid her unconscious body on my bed as she snored not so peacefully. I could not leave her alone, she was in such a damn state I was fearful she would throw up again in her sleep, so I had sat here in the chair all night to keep watch over her.
She moved slightly and let out an almighty groan, like she was going to vomit again, I quickly ran over to her picking up the bucket I had
