*Edited. Fixed the grammatical and spelling errors, and a lengthened this chapter too.
*Trigger warning: abuse, rape*
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"Pez, are you okay?"
"Perrie, are you in there?"
"Perrie..."
That Geordie accent is music to my ears. I want to space out more often just to hear her saying my name. Getting her in bed would sound pretty good also.
An irritating voice comes echoing down the hall towards me. "Perrie Louise Edwards!"
"Nice to see you too Zayn. Why are you yelling my name? Are you trying to upset the others," I ask, hoping that I sound flirtatious enough for him to calm down, and to not slap me like he tends to do.
"I just wanted to see your face. I like it when you're scared of me. It makes you look so vulnerable," he states suggestively, while pulling me in for a kiss.
I hate him. I hate him. I hate him. Why can't I find the nerve to speak up. This is the main reason I want out of here. Him. Zayn. This asshole. He hits me, and rapes me. He is the worst person here.
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"Hey Jes," I whispered quietly because it was lights out and they want us to sleep.
"Yeah, Jadey?"
"What's up with Perrie and Zayn? I know they're not technically allowed to be together, but are they a thing?"
Jesy sighs, and sits up. "I'm really not supposed to be telling you this Jadey. It's not my place. I don't want to piss off Pez if it were to get out."
"Okay Jes, you don't have to tell me. Goodnight Jes." I was stupid to think that I was actually getting close to these girls.
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"Perrie, you have to tell Jade. She likes you Per, and I know you like her."
"I can't Jesy. I just can't. She cant know about this. No one can. No one would believe me. I don't want her to think less of me Jes," Perrie pleads with me in between sobs.
"I get it Pez. You know I do, but if you don't tell Jade, I will. I'll give you time to tell her, but you have 2 days. After then, I'll tell her," I conceded and went to therapy.
