Torn - Katy Perry (Completed)

Chapter 54.

It was 8am and Katy hadn't slept a wink last night.

She rolled up from the sofa and unlocked her phone. She hadn't slept in the spare room last night, she couldn't face walking past where she used to stay with Cheryl.

She needed to get home.

She scrolled through her contacts until she came across Shannon.

She called her, however it went straight to answer phone.

She tried again and again numerous times, but it kept going to answer phone.

She was getting stressed as she knew Cheryl wanted her out by morning.

She continued scrolling through her contacts until she came across Rihanna.

She hesitated but she felt it was her only option.

She pressed call.

"Hey!" Rihanna answered.

Katy paused.

"I heard you're in the UK." Katy stated.

"Yeah, I'm home tomorrow." Rihanna replied.

Katy's voice started to crack. "Could you..." She started to ask.

"Could I what?" Rihanna provoked.

"Could you pick me up. I can't, I can't get home alone." Katy said quietly.

"I'm in the UK." Rihanna said, puzzled.

"So am I." Katy replied.

"Where from?" Rihanna asked.

Katy gave her Cheryl's address and asked her to be there at 9 before putting the phone down.

She sat on the sofa and rubbed her forehead, she was so warn out she hadn't slept in over 48 hours.

Cheryl came downstairs, quietly and pushed the door open.

"Oh, I didn't realise you'd be up yet." Katy said, turning around to look at her.

"Me neither." Cheryl replied, bluntly.

"I'm leaving at 9." Katy said.

"How are you getting home?" Cheryl asked, suddenly concerned.

"A friend." Katy said.

"Which friend?" Cheryl pushed.

Katy frowned. "Rih." She said.

"Really?" Cheryl asked, disappointedly.

"Yeah. How else was I gonna get home?" Katy asked, feeling defensive.

"Driver?" Cheryl suggested.

"Incase you've forgotten, Cheryl, I don't live here. My driver is in America." Katy snapped.

"Oh." Cheryl replied, quietly.

"Look, I'm sorry... I'm just tired that's all." Katy said.

Cheryl looked at her clock, it was quarter to 9.

"You're not the only one." Cheryl said, coincidentally yawning.

"Thanks for letting me stay here last night." Katy said, warmly.

"I wasn't going to chuck you out, I'm not you." Cheryl replied.

Katy rolled her eyes.

"I'll go and wait outside if you like." She suggested, picking her suitcase up.

"No, it's raining out there." Cheryl said.

There was a buzz at the gate.

"You can let her in. I don't want to see her." Cheryl said.

Katy went to the door and answered the buzzer.

"Come up." Katy said.

"WHERE'S CHERYL?" A frantic Kimberley cried at the other end of the phone.

"Come up." Katy repeated.

She pressed the button that opened the gate.

Within 10 seconds Kimberley was banging on the door.

Cheryl opened it.

"Kimberley, baby, what's happened?" Cheryl asked calmly.

"Ashley! He's been found dead!" Kimberley exclaimed.

Silence fell upon the room.

"He was here, just yesterday." Cheryl said, smitten.

"He was found stabbed to death just down the road. What was he doing out alone?" Kimberley said.

Cheryl shook her head slowly.

"He was here yesterday." She repeated, quietly.

Just then, there was another buzz at the gate.

"Come up." Katy said into the buzzer.

"I'm gonna go." Katy said, pulling her suitcase up next to her.

"Bye honey." Kimberley said, smiling slightly as Katy left.

A sinister smile crept up on Rihanna's face as Katy got into the car.

Rihanna leaned in for a kiss but Katy restrained herself.

"Here's a tip - when a girl makes you cum the way I do, you should always greet her with at least a smile." Rihanna laughed.

"Let's go. I don't care where, just drive." Katy said.