I woke up my hair messily fanned out around me. I was facing my window which had tiny rays of sunlight seeping through the shade gaps. You could see all the little bits of dust floating around in the air. They looked like little sprinkles of fairy dust. I smiled to myself, thinking about last night. Every time I replayed it in my head, my stomach would knot up and my whole body would tense. It was like nothing I had ever felt before. I scratched out a little before turning to face-
"Tony?" I called quietly, sitting up fast. I looked all around but he wasn't there. I held the covers over my naked body as I continued to look for any sign that he might still be here.But he wasn't.
My hands were shaking as I slowly got out of bed, my face had dropped at my disappointment and my hair was scruffy and tangled. I grabbed my dressing gown from my closet and opened the bathroom door which was in my bedroom at the other end of my bed. I pulled the chain to turn on he light before locking the door behind me. I stared at myself in the mirror.
My eye make up was smudged down to my cheeks, my lips were dry and sore and my whole body ached.
You're a mess Lorie.
My eyes began to sting and tears began pouring out of my eyes.
How could I do it? How could I sleep with him? I knew he would do this. I knew he'd use me.
I buried my face in my palms and my back slid down the door, causing me to fall to the ground. I sobbed quietly, hugging my knees and curling my toes as a sign of isolation. Because if anything, I felt incredibly isolated and alone. I sniffed a little and lifted my head up, taking a deep breath. I didn't want to be here. I wanted to go home. But home was too far away now. Was was a stomach knotted in excitement from thinking about last night was now a stomach churning from all the hate, confusion and frustration within me.I grabbed the edge of the sink, pulling myself up and opened the cupboard which the mirror was attached to. I pulled out my hair brush and a hair bun before closing it again. I slowly began to brush my thick, dark hair, yanking on all of the knots and squeezing my eyes shut when I accidentally pulled some hair out. Pulling my hair up high, I tied my dark locks into a high pony tail and ran the taps in the sink. I pushed the plug in the plug hole and let the taps run a warm pool of water for me to soak my face in. I loved the way the water refreshed my face and drenched the hairs of my lashes and eyebrows as my face came into contact with the water. I rubbed a bar of soap in my warm, wet hands and began scrubbing at my palms and fingers.
"Dirty...disgusting..." I whispered to myself. Knowing that I had touched Tony Perry made me feel unclean, unsanitary. I kept scrubbing and scrubbing, picking out any tiny specks of dirt beneath my fingernails and washing my hands off in the water. Once I felt I was completely clean I pulled the plug and dried my hands, watching the soapy water, flush down in a spiral, wishing I could be flushed down with it and drown. I took one last look in the mirror before sighing and pulling the light chain, unlocking the door and walking out into the tiny walk way in the trailer.
"Hello?" I called out but there wasn't an answer. It was most likely that Josh and Jason had gone out to check out the stalls and meet some new people, since we were at a band convention for the summer. It was a little like warped tour, just not as big but it was still worth going to. I walked out into the kitchen/ chilling area and grabbed a glass from the syringe rack next to the sink to drink some water. I sat down on the sofa in the chill area and turned the tv on, turning the channel over to watch The Simpsons. Cartoons and being left alone always had a way of comforting me. It was like I could breathe for a moment.There was a knock at the trailer door. I couldn't see through the stained glass properly, so I had to call,
"Who is it?"
"It's Mike from Pierce the Veil, you interviewed us last week, I thought I'd come and say hi." He answered. I wasn't looking my best but I wasn't exactly trying to impress him. Or anyone for that matter. I got up and opened the trailer door, letting Mike in. He was incredibly tall, much taller than Tony but had tons of tattoos just like Tony. "Is this a bad time?" He asked and I shook my head.
"No, it's fine I just woke up so I'm not looking my best." I said, insecurely. "Please, make yourself at home. Would you like a drink?" I offered as Mike sat down.
"No, thank you." He smiled and I sat down with him. "So, how have you been?" He asked.
"I've been okay thank you, just interviewing and chilling out, checking out the sites here. It's a great place to be." I complimented.
"Yeah I totally agree." Mike smiled, his eyes wandered to the coffee table in front of us and he gasped. "No way! Are these Harlow Night club tickets?" Mike asked, picking up the six tickets off the table.
"Yeah, the first three are for this Thursday and the other three are for another night in a couple of weeks. You can have them, I'm not really into night clubs and the boys aren't really interested," I offered him, rolling my eyes at the thought of the money wasted on those tickets.
"Wow, thank you so much!" Mike squealed, leaning forward and hugging me, as he did, someone opened the door. Me and Mike shit apart.
"Jason." I said as Jason walked through the door and smirked at me.
"Hey Lorie...hey Mike." He greeted rather awkwardly. Mike stood up and made his way over to the door.
"I better get back." Mike said, waving goodbye to me with the tickets. Jason shut the door immediately after I said goodbye.
"So, what went on in here?" Jason smirked more, leaning on the kitchen counter.
"Nothing." I said sternly, "he came to see how I was and that was it." I said, sitting back and continuing to watch the humorous cartoons.
"And what about last night?" He asked. I could feel my face burn up as a lump formed in my throat and my mouth went dry.
"L-last night?" I repeated and Jason nodded,
"You were moaning like crazy. You and Mike." He said. I knew it was wrong to keep lying to him but I didn't want him to hurt Tony even though I wanted to hurt Tony at that moment.
"I'm not telling you anything." I grunted, and ignored Jason completely.
"Well I'm going out to get some groceries, you coming?" He offered, picking up his wallet.
I shook my head, pulling one of the cushions onto my lap and hugging it.After ten minutes of silence there was another knock at the door.
"Come in!" I shouted, rolling my eyes. There door slowly opened. I was expecting Jason to be panicking, thinking he forgot his wallet when really it was with him all along but I was an arm covered in ink and I instantly knew...
"Tony." I whispered as he entered the trailer, locking the door behind him. We both stared at each other. I didn't know what to say to him. I couldn't tell him I was hurt or angry because it wasn't as if we were actually together. But I couldn't just let it slip.
"You look upset." He stated. His deep, raspy voice still sent chills down to my bones.
My face hardened and I got up off the sofa, picking up my glass to wash in the sink.
"Oh yeah? Well there's a reason for that." I answered rather rudely, pushing past him. I ran the tap, scrubbing the glass in the hot water. I felt Tony's body press up against my back. His arms wrapped around mine and he caressed my wet hands.
"I'm guessing I'm the reason?" He chuckled.
How could he laugh at this?
"I don't find it funny, Tony how, when I wake up the man I made love to the night before isn't there. I'm surprised you didn't leave money on the side because clearly you think I'm some sort of hooker!" I shouted, turning around and pushing him off of me. I continuously hit his chest and as I did so, he grabbed my arms and pulled me towards him into an embrace. I was breathing heavily before I bursted out into tears, on his chest. He grabbed my shoulders and bent his knees so that our faces were aligned and he could look into my eyes.
"Look at me." He ordered. I tried to stop sobbing but tears kept falling from my eyes as I tried my best to look at Tony in the eyes. "I like you okay? You're the first girl I've ever actually developed feelings for. I really want to be with you and, I don't know why and I don't know how long it's going to last so I'm trying to figure that out, do you understand me?" He asked and I nodded, biting my lip in shame.It all made sense now. Tony was known for his un-romantic ways because he's never developed feelings for someone before and I was the first. He was so hooked on the idea that he could live a life with great sex and never get hurt.
He was still trying to figure out why he liked me. It's like sitting in an exam and you know how to work the question out but you can't fully remember because it's just stuck in the back of your mind and won't come out. Tony had no idea what it was like to like someone...until now.Tony stroked my cheek and pushed my hair behind my ear. "Let me make it up to you." He said and I shook my head. He raised his eyebrows at me as a warning. "Yes, Lorie. This Thursday. It's the only day I don't practice in the evenings. I'll send you a few things of Wednesday and if there's any problems, you have my number. Be ready at 9pm, understand?" He asked.
"Yes." I replied, beginning to relax before the ever so chilling words ripped from Tony's lips,
"Yes, what?" He asked. I stared at him, mouth slightly open. I knew the answer but felt like I was slowly becoming Mr. Perry's little experiment. I bowed my head and stared at my feet.
"Yes, Tony." I answered. Biting my lip. Tony cupped my chin and lifted my head. He kissed my forehead and stood up straight.
"Good girl." He praised.
Good girl.
Tony... Perry's... good... girl.
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Wow.
Just wow.
Tony is really...wow.
Omg I made my friend proof read this chapter because she's a massive PTV fan and she fantasises about Tony all the time and I asked her if she thought he was Hella awesome in this book and she said no O.o
I was sitting there like, why the fuck you lyin? Why you always lyin? MMmmmoOMygOd STAPH FAKING LYIN
~AllDayDarkness
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Mr. Grey aka Mr. Perry
FanfictionJust like Mr. Grey, Tony Perry is egotistic, powerful and does things in the most unromantic way. Not copied, I promise. Originating from Mr. Grey aka Mr. Perry from Pierce the Veil imagines and preferences part one, two and three. Happy reading :D...