All Chapters of Thorn: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Nick’s POV She didnt even sign it as forever yours. She was right it hurt but it also made me understand her better. Everything I was doing was wrong. I was pushing her when I should just be loving her. I guess part of me was punishing her for what Dan did to her. Or maybe me punishing her was my way of punishing myself as I knew she was right. If I hadn't given up on her first then maybe this would have never been our path to walk. Maybe, just maybe, things would have been completely different. I found myself reading the letter over and over again until my eyes were tired. I fell asleep at my desk with the letter. Sleep didnt come easy but ai somehow slept through without an issue. The following morning I felt a familiar touch on my shoulder. It was Leila waking me up. I lifted my head to see Leila watching me curiously. Her eyes fell upon the letter in front of me on the desk before settling back on my face. "We have visitors," she's said softly. The softness of her voice

Nick could see the unsurity on my face. "What is it?" He asked concerned. I have him the phone. I watched as his shoulder sagged and he sighed deeply. There was an internal struggle he was dealing with. He asked me to take a seat and I followed his cue. Nick had no choice but to inform me of what happened while I was in the coma and what happened with Thomas and Susie. It hurt hearing it but I wasn't surprised by it either. It was then that I knew I had to let them go. Whatever was lwft from my old life was no longer there. the family unit that replaced my own when I post my parents had shattered into a thousand pieces. The thought flickered through my mind for a moment whether they were always that way with me around but it did me no good to dwell on the past and look back at hardships. Nick was my family now. Along with his family. I spent hours debating whether to reply to Claire or not. Eventually I agreed but asked her to come to Nick’s because I was still too nervous to go

Nick paused unsure why I was hovering. "Everything ok?" He asked. I looked at him and saw the fear in his eyes. "I don't want to be alone tonight." I answered shyly. "Would you like me to stay with you until you fall asleep?" I hung my head shaking it. "I want to be in the same bed as you again." He lifted my face to look at him. His smile stretched from ear to ear. "Are you sure?" He asked. I nodded. Somehow his smile grew larger. His eyes beamed at me with happiness. he took my hand softly and walked me down the hallway. he paused just inside the bedroom and waited for me to feel comfortable. I kissed him softly on the cheek and walked over and climbed into bed. Nick watched carefully before undressing and climbing in beside me. I curled into his side and wrapped my arm around him. He curled his arms around me and hummed with happiness. "I love you." I whispered as I close my eyes and fell asleep. His kissed the top of my head softly while stroking my arm. "I

Nick waited a moment as we came down from the high together before removing himself from me. He rolled to the side and grabbed the blanket throwing it over us both. He quickly pulled me into his side. My body was shaking and shivering. I was overwhelmed with a mix of physical and emotional feelings. Tears escaped me. Nick quickly pulled my face up to his. "I thought you were ready?" He asked, his voice palpating concern. "I was, I am. It's just overwhelming." He kissed me softly before wiping away the tears. It wasn't long before I ended up falling asleep from exhaustion. The next morning I awoke before Nick. He was mumbling in his sleep. He had never done that before. I held him tightly hoping my presence would calm him. It wasn't long before he settled. I stroked up and down his chest and could see him getting aroused and his body reacting to mine. It had been so long for us that even the slightest touch got him excited. His eyes flew open looking at me. I smiled innocently at

The trial was only a week away, now. No matter how much prep work we had done I was full of nerves. The press had got hold of the story and the Smithe’s had been doing regular interviews with them. The headlines were everywhere, and they were all aimed at Dan being the victim. Susie and Thomas were speaking out about how they believed I led their son on and caused everything that was happening. One of the articles actually went into great detail on how I asked him to fake the kidnap and stabbed myself. I felt sick, and constantly upset. Nick tried his best to keep me distracted and my mind occupied, but the articles were everywhere. Nick decided to try and get me away and go into the city one evening for a quiet meal but as soon as we left there were reporters waiting for us. As soon as we sat down people were whispering and looking over. I freaked out and asked Nick if we could leave. He could see the tole it was taking on me. Before the trial started, he decided we should go away