He was always there whenever I needed him and whatever I needed him for. Everyone had told me how unusual this behaviour was for Nick, and in a way it made me love him even more for being so understanding. It also, however, made me feel incredibly guilty for the pain I was causing him with my constant rejection. He must have felt like an abused yo-yo. On one hand I would ask him to sleep by me every night, I would ask him to hold me, but then if he tried to kiss me or if he rested my hand in the wrong place I would retreat into my own head.
Arriving at TM I saw that Nick had already arrived back and was waiting for me to jump of Happy's bike so that could take me to my new home.
"How'd it go baby?" he asked as he held a hand out to pull me into a hug. I loved that he always called me ba
