Strong (Zerrie FanFiction)

Chapter 22

Jade's Pov:

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" Jesy yelled, after we heard Perrie's door slam shut.

I looked down, regretting all the shit I've said.

"I don't know. I don't know what came over me."

"You don't know what came over you? You've been a bitch this entire week. Maybe you're the one who's going mad not Perrie." Leigh yelled, pointing at me.

I frowned.

"You know what Leigh? I'm tired of your shit. You've been a terrible friend to Perrie when she needed you most."

Leigh laughed in dismay.

"You've got to be shitting me. You're the terrible friend."

"Guys, stop this." Jesy interluded. "Stop bickering, we have to be there for Perrie."

Leigh nodded.

"We should go check up on her and fix whatever mess Jade made." Leigh spat, and grabbed Jesy's wrist, dragging her to Perrie's room, leaving me behind.

I was about to get up, until I heard a shrill cry.

"Jade, get your ass up here." I heard Jesy's voice scream.

I ran to Perrie's room, scared that she might've harmed herself again, but I found Leigh and Jesy holding a piece of paper in their hands.

"What's that, and where's Perrie?" I asked, leaning my body against the door frame.

Leigh stood up, glaring at me, which made me jump in fear.

"It's your fault." She pointed at me.

"What the fuck do you mean?" I asked.

"You made her leave." Leigh spat. "You bitch. It's all your fault."

"What are you talking about."

Jesy stood up, and handed me the paper, shaking her head.

I clasped the sheet and read the letter, making my eyes widen.

"We have to stop her." I spoke, rushing out of the flat and to my car, the girls following closely behind. "We can't let her go to the ward."

"Isn't that what you wanted though?" Leigh glared.

"Fight with me later, but right now, we have to focus on Perrie." I concluded and rushed downstairs, grabbing my keys in the process.

I slipped on my parka and shoes and went outside, rushing to the remaining car left in the garage.

I ushered the two girls behind me to get in the car and quickly revved up the engine, pulling out of the driveway and going on the route towards the ward.

As we neared the bridge, 30 minutes into the drive, we saw police cars scattered all across, and a familiar black convertible all wrecked- a car in which Perrie had took.

I stopped the engine frantically and got out of the car, just in time to see workers hauling a blonde into an ambulance.

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Author's note: Sorry I haven't updated for a while. I honestly have no excuse.