Perri and Her- the seventh book to series 'Perri and a Me' about Perri Kiely.

Chapter 3 Part 10

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Hello guys.

Sorry to the people who this doesn't affect but I am seriously pissed and fed up.

Feel free to skip this intro.

I tried to talk to @miakiely privately but she didn't respect this and told people and as a result I had some annoying people messaging me and telling me to leave her alone. This was surprising and upsetting.

To be perfectly honest, I am not an idiot. And anyone who thinks that Mia has not been copying my intro, style of writing and direct phrases from my book is kind of lying to them self.

The proof is in her text.

Can't anyone just have a constructive conversation with someone anymore? Clearly not. So I'm sorry, but I had to bring to this to the attention of the public (aka everyone who reads my books.)

I have been writing this series for nearly three years. It actually hurts when people disrespect me in this way and it's not fair. These books have done something to me that I can't really explain. They are an expression of how diversity have transformed my life. I have changed SO much and been through so many ups and downs. Some of the things that happen to Amber are REAL reflections of my life.....so who gives anyone the right to just COPY that???

You get me?

I really don't want to talk about this anymore but I wanted you guys to know as I have been down recently and this has been the reason why I have not been updating.

Sorry to rage but sometimes it's necessary.

The song for this part is 'hello' from Adele.

Don't forget to comment.

I love you all and UCAP starts in 2 days. That is  seriously crazy

I am going on the 15th and 21st of November so I still have a while to go.

Xxxx

20dv

Sorry to rant,

Amber****

Perri's POV:

She kept waking up then passing out then waking up then passing out.

Eventually, I carried her out of the bathroom and then put her on the couch.

I draped a blanket over her after checking she was breathing then kissed her forehead.

She's traumatized.

Something about the way I found her made me feel a bit sick. Sick to my stomach actually.

I kneel beside the couch where she's asleep then interlock my fingers in hers. I'm not trying to be sentimental or anything.....I just want to hold her hand right now, that's all.

Then my mind reverts to the real problem.

Why the f**k is she in this state in the first place? Jessie.

He's upstairs. He probably forced her into sleeping with him and he thinks it's okay? I've done some pretty d*ck things in the past but it's the fact that this particular idiot has done this specific d*ck thing to-

Her.

I stand up to my feet, still looking down at Amber.

He's upstairs. I should probably go have a word with him.

I find the stairs. This was once my house. I know exactly where everything is. Is he actually sleeping in my bed? The same bed that Amber and I used to sleep in together.