Accused (Troubled Boys, Strong Men Book 1) by Wendy Byrne

Author:Wendy Byrne [Byrne, Wendy]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Two O's Publsihing
Published: 2015-08-04T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

Travis tried not to panic as he struggled to open his eyes. It felt like they were glued shut.

Where the hell was he?

“Shit.”

He tried to calm. There was no way Slash could have Superglued his eyes. He tried one of his mother’s yoga deep breaths to stay cool.

Yowsa, that hurt.

Oh yeah, now he remembered. Slash had kicked him a couple of times after he went down. What an asshole.

He struggled to adjust his position, hoping to clear his head. His left hand was attached to something that didn’t feel like handcuffs.

Number one priority: figure out where he was. It didn’t smell like the jail. And the sounds he heard were definitely not what he’d become accustomed to.

Where were his pants? His legs were bare. When he felt around with his fingertips, he touched stiff cotton, like in the jail, but different somehow.

Had to be a hospital.

Geez, Slash must have fucked him up bad.

Did he cut his eyes or something? Oh hell, he remembered seeing a movie in which a guy gouged out somebody’s eyes. Oh man, being blind would really suck.

He tried not to let his fear overwhelm him as he explored his face with his hands until he reached his eyes. His fingers felt the bulge of eyeballs underneath.

“Hells yeah.” Damn, his voice sounded strange.

Slowly, he tried to pry open one eye to confirm. Bright light assaulted him. Considering what he’d thought seconds ago, that was excellent.

Last thing he remembered he was winning that fight with Slash. What happened after that?

He touched his arms to feel for anything broken, then moved his legs to make sure they were okay. Next he traveled the length of his chest with his fingertips. “Shit.” That hurt. He brought his hands back up to his face to check for stitches.

“Don’t.” An unfamiliar woman’s voice spoke from what sounded like across the room.

“Where am I?” His voice sounded raspy like he’d been screaming or something.

“County Hospital.” The woman came closer and checked something by his head and clucked.

Damn, he wished he could see something. “What’s wrong with me?”

“You’ve got a broken nose and a couple of really good shiners are starting to bloom and your eyes are swollen shut. You have some stiches above your left eye, but other than that, you’re doing okay.”

“That’s why I can’t breathe so good.” Travis let out a sigh and a twinge of pain slipped through. “My chest hurts too.”

“You’ve got some bruised ribs. Nothing we can do for that except let them heal on their own.”

“So I’ll live?”

“Oh yeah.”

“How about Slash? Is he in here too?”

“I don’t know anything about that.”

“Does my mom know?”

“Somebody from juvenile called her. I imagine she’ll be here any time.”

Oh crap. She’s going to be pissed.

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