POV Jess
This motherfucker!
If Roman wasn't standing just feet away I'd probably choke Cole out. I want to slap that pathetic smile right off his face. I absolutely loathe this man.
"Jess?" Roman calls out to me.
I plaster a fake smile on my face for him, "Yeah?"
"I'll need you to get him a new wrapping for his leg and the antibiotic at nine, other than that I think we're okay for tonight." He glances me up and down and normally I'd be over the moon but we have a spectator here.
"Cole, tomorrow morning you have physical therapy, Dr. Staj a plastic surgeon will be coming in for a consult and you have an X-ray scheduled in the afternoon, if you have any questions please don't hesitate to ask myself or Jess here."
"Okay.." Cole responds uninterested.
"Okay get some rest and I'll be back in later," with that Roman leaves, I go to follow but Cole calls after me and I desperately want to grunt in frustration but Roman is still within earshot.
When the door closes I crudely turn on my heel and spit out, "What do you want?"
"Damn is that how you usually speak to your patients?" He asks purposely getting under my skin.
"Only the ones named Cole," I cross my arms over my chest impatiently.
He chuckles, "How long have you been in love with Prince Charming?"
"Prince Charming? Really? Grow up." I roll my eyes so far to the back of my head I'm sure I look possessed.
"I'm not in love with him," I lie.
"Cute," he smiles knowingly.
I grunt loudly wanting out of this little encounter.
"I can, ya know," he bites at his nail and shrugs his shoulders, "help you get him."
I actually laugh, like, really laugh.
"Yeah, no thanks," I scoff.
"How long have you liked him?"
"None of your business."
"That long huh?" He asks, and my cheeks instantly heat to crimson I'm sure of it.
"He was checkin' you out but believe me blondie that'll go away faster than a blink of an eye if you don't step it up," Who the hell is this guy? He can't just judge me like that, I won't stand for it!
"I don't need your help," I annunciate the words.
"Cut the shit blondie, you do need help and I need your help so listen up princess," he straightens his back up against the mattress.
I lift an eyebrow at him waiting.
"You know something about the accident and I want to know what it is, this is bigger than just wanting to know some of the details I need to know what you meant by my friends leaving me for dead. This is bigger than you think." He's starting to sound desperate.
"That's something you can talk to the police about," I hold my head high.
"I already did, they came by last week and I asked them but they don't know anything about what happened before the accident, only after. Apparently, there was a witness, a girl, they won't release her name so I'm left with nothing. I can't trust my own friends anymore, my best friend is fucking my girlfriend, my life is a mess and I just need something to go off of!" I stare at the monitor as I walk his heart rate rise by every passing second.
"Alright Cole, calm down," I try to say in a calm voice myself.
I'm ready to blow my cover and just tell him everything I saw that night and tell him it was me but I'm afraid it'll be a conflict of interest. Dr. Ridley is one of the best doctors in this hospital and Cole could really use his care. I may highly dislike Cole but I'm not an evil person.
This encounter is already humiliating enough and I just want it to end.
"Look, I don't know what you want to hear from me, what makes you think that I know anything? I was annoyed last night and lashed out, I shouldn't have done that, can we just move on from it?" I'm at a loss for what else to say.
He looks me dead in the eye, "I want the truth."
"Well I'm not the person to be getting it from, look, I'm sorry but I have other patients I need to tend to," I'm desperate to flee. I gather my things in my arms ready to bolt.
"Jess…," the sound of my name leaving his lips stops me in my tracks. The desperation in my name makes the hair on my arms stand on end.
"You're the only person I can get it from, my girlfriend has been cheating on me with my best friend, and I can't trust them anymore. Please, if I get Dr. Ridley to ask you on a date will you tell me what you meant? I don't care how big or how little the revelation is I just need something."
He knows about the cheating? When did he find out? Or did he already know and was just so happy to see her last night that he had a moment of weakness? The hate I feel for him is chipping away only in fragments though, maybe it's a manipulation tactic but if he's that desperate to know the truth then so be it. He only gets the information if Roman asks me out so chances are slim to none that he'll find out anyway.
I'm a fool but fuck it, "fine."
His face lights up and I scold myself for finding such a despicable person so attractive.
"Okay, are we done here? I have things to do." I impatiently tap my foot on the vinyl floor.
He smiles, "Yeah we're done."
I turn around to trek out of here but he calls after me, "Yo! Blondie. Lose the ponytail."
I give him my best eye roll and leave.