All Chapters of Thorn: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

A doctor appeared and started to check my observations. “Ok, Leila I am Dr Aleka. I need you to nod yes or no to me. Do you understand?” I nodded yes. “Very good, I am going to remove the tube from you, but I am going to need your help. Do you think you can do that?” I nodded yes again and squeezed Nick’s hand as I looked up at him. “It’s okay.” He said. I looked back over to Dr Aleka. “Ok, I am going to unhook this from around your face, now when I pull it out, I will count to 3. When I say 3, I need you to give me a big cough. Do you think you can do that for me?” My face filled with fear, Nick stroked my hand reassuringly. “Don’t be scared, you can do this. I’m right here with you.” I nodded at the Dr after looking at Nick lovingly hoping he could see how grateful for him I was. “Alright Leila, 1, 2, 3.” Dr Aleka pulled the tube, and I coughed as hard as I could. “Perfect, well-done Leila. Now your voice is going to be very hoarse, and you are going to

I next woke to the sound of Nick’s very stern voice outside of the room. “No, it’s not happening she’s only just woke up.” I didn’t recognise the person who he was speaking with, “Nick, the sooner we can do this the better it will be and the better chance we have.” “No!” “Nick,” I called my voice still a little hoarse. He peered back into the room and walked to my side looking defeated. In behind him came a pair of police officers. “Leila, I am Detective Connor Calloway, and this is PC Alice Torres. We would like to ask you some questions if you are feeling up to it?” “I suppose.” I wasn't sure at all but they were right the sooner I got it out of the way, the better. as much as I didnt want to relive any if what happened, I knew that I would have to at some point, so why not now. “We can stop at any point if you are feeling tired,” PC Torres said stepping forward. I nodded and reached for Nick’s hand. He stayed by my head and held onto my hand the whole time. The

I panicked thinking he was leaving for good. I didn’t know how he could hear what happened to me and what I did and not leave me. I had to talk to him. I wasn't thinking straight, all I could think of was Nick. I winced as I sat myself up and swung my legs over the side of the bed. I looked at the wires holding me in place and started pulling them out of me frantically. I heard the machine alarms start to go off as I placed my feet firmly on the ground and stood from the bed very shakily. It was debatable whether I would be able to walk as I felt so weak, but I needed to find Nick. I took a few steps towards the end of the bed while holding on tightly to the bed side. When I got to the end of the bed I let go and took a few steps before my legs gave out and I fell on the floor with a yelp. I couldn't think about anything but going after Nick. I had to make sure he was alright, and for him to know that I only did what I did to get back to him. I felt like he was at my fingertips, and

It was the day of my release and Nick bought some loose-fitting clothes for me to go home in. They were comfortable and easy to put on without straining myself. Nick pulled the car round to the front of the hospital while I waited outside. I couldn’t help but feel on edge being stood outside alone. Dan still hadn’t been found and I hadn’t spoken to Claire since coming around. Nick pulled up as close to me as he could, jumping out of the car and running round to my side, he opened the door and helped me in. My wound was still sore when bending, doctors said it could take months for the pains to settle fully. The drive was silent, Nick tapped his finger lightly on the steering wheel to the music on the radio. I spent most of the time looking out the window watching people in the street as we drove past. We arrived back home in record time. Nick helped me out of the car and tried to keep his hand on my lower back to steady me. I pushed him off as we reached the elevator. As I stepped

Elio placed a hand on Nick’s shoulder and nodded towards the door. Nick reluctantly walked towards the doorway and hovered. Elio sat on the end of the bed watching me carefully but giving me my space. I shuffled myself back against the headboard a little further and curled my knees into my chest a little tighter at the closeness of somebody being there. I was fighting the pain in my stomach every step of the way. My whole body was so tense it ached. I watched as Elio placed a hand on the bed between us, palm down on the bed. “Leila, look at me.” His voice was calming and seemed to break through the noise in my mind. I found his gaze and fixed to it as best as I could through my blurry vision. “Ok, good. You’re safe, you’re here in your room. I need you to concentrate and breathe with me. Breathe in,” he took a deep breath in, “and out,” he blew his breath out slowly from his mouth. I followed his direction and matched his breathing. I felt my heart rate start to slow down, I u