Chapter 156

Cody

What the fuck, did I pass out or something? I’m in a room with hooks up to me and darkness filtering through some lemon shade blinds, Immi is sitting by my bed holding my hands and tears on her face. “Hey darlin’,” I manage feeling like I have been run over by a truck or something, I ache in my ribs, my pelvis and my face is fucking sore.

“Cody, baby. Are you in pain?”

“Some it’s not so bad. What the hell happened?

“You were taken down on the ice. They say you have a bad concussion and a broken nose, and your jaw is fractured.”

“Hey, don’t cry it could have been a whole lot worse. Least ways I can still play.”

“No way, Brannigan.” Just as she says that a man in his fifties or so comes in with dark hair, splattering of grey at the temples and kind green eyes, not dark or emerald just plain green like leaves in the spring.

“Good to see you awake, Brannigan. You took several shots to the head. Your jaw is fractured, I am guessing this lady has already told you that. We assessed your