Jesse wakes up feeling as if his head is stuffed full of cotton, his mouth so dry his tongue feels wooden.
Swallowing, he blinks as he tries to sit up but falls back on the bed as his side screams with agony. He closes his eyes, berating himself for his current predicament. He shouldn’t have let himself be admitted here. He has no money to pay for it and if Trey insists on helping him, Jesse will be more than screwed.
He has to leave. Now.
Ignoring the pain, Jesse throws the covers back and that’s when he realizes that he is just wearing a tiny hospital gown that hardly covers his backside. s**t. He eyes the cupboard at the corner of the room and wonders whether his clothes are there. They’d better be. He hobbles towards the cupboard, groaning in pain. He sighs in relief when he sees hi
