Page 31 of Fierce-Hyde

Yeah, she was pissed.

Ouch, that one hurt. Did she think he was like that after everything he’d confessed to her?

Then he saw the apology.

He didn’t know what to think about things now.

He didn’t expect her to react that way.

Yeah, he should have or could have reached out, but she didn’t need to insult him either.

“What’s going on, Hyde?”

He looked up to see his mother standing there. “My battery is low. I need to get my charger. Here is some food and drink. I’ll be right back.”

“Before you go,” his mother said. “The nurse came in to give us an update. She’s married to Wyatt Fierce. She said that CeeCee is still in surgery with her husband Wyatt, but she popped her head into the observation window. Wyatt gave her a thumbs-up sign and that they were finishing up now.”

He let out a long breath. Wyatt was an anesthesiologist, but that didn’t mean he didn’t know when the surgery would end or how things might be going.

It was the positive note that they needed and the thing with Tori wasn’t important right now, nor something he could let bring him down.

“That’s great news,” he said. “No word on anything else though?”

“No,” his mother said. “We have to wait for the doctor and I’m positive they will not have any answers either.”

He went to his car, got his charger, and returned to plug it in and eat something with his parents. They were drinking the juice and both biting into what he’d randomly bought.

He felt like he had an appetite for the first time too and did the same.

His head was leaning against the wall and his eyes were shut an hour later when the doctor came in.

To him almost finished meant they would have heard something sooner.

“Mr. and Mrs. Person?”

They all jumped up first. “How is CeeCee doing?” his mother asked.

“She came through like a trooper,” Dr. Stoker said.

They’d met him before the surgery while he tried to explain what happened and how they were going to fix his sister’s back. Most of it went over his head, but he’d spent hours reading what he could.

Big mistake, as all it did was let him see what could go wrong.

“She’ll walk?” he asked.

“There is a high probability of it,” Dr. Stoker said. “There was no nerve damage that I could see. She’s in recovery and later I’ll check on her. I’ll want her up and moving tomorrow.”

“After that surgery?” his mother asked. “Are you sure that is safe?”

Dr. Stoker laughed. “Completely. There are rods and pins in her back. No fear of her hurting anything in that aspect, but the sooner she moves, the better. We’ll get her into physical therapy.”

“Mom, Raina’s husband is a physical therapist here. Can we request someone?” he asked the doctor.

“Sure,” Dr. Stoke said. “The sooner the better. Who is it?”

“Cody McMillan. It’s my best friend’s brother-in-law,” he said.

“Cody is a good choice. I’m sure they will work it out. I’ll get the scripts sent over and you can work on that. For now, I can take one of you back, but she won’t remember much for a few hours.”

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