CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
"What do you mean she's gone?" Alec furiously asked at the phone while they were eating dinner. "She can't be gone! She's in a medically induced coma for Pete's sake!"
Ronnie and Jet stared at him in shock. They froze in place, their burgers both halfway through their mouths. Jet's patty on the other hand was on the brink of falling with the way he clutched at it. His burger sauce dripped towards his pants and the younger man grumbled about bad luck as he put his food down and wiped the mess he had made.
Once Alec dropped his call, it was like time started moving again for Ronnie as he shoved his burger in his mouth before pushing it down with his cola, barely chewing on the food. He wiped his hands on the provided tissues and stood up.
"I guess we're going back to the hospital?" he asked, throwing the dirty tissue in his tray.
Downing his remaining cola in one gulp, Alec stood up as well. "Yeah,"
