Perri and I- The sequel to romantic 'Perri and me' about Perri Kiely

Chapter 1 Part 11

It's Zara.

"I wonder how she's going to get in..." Lenny laughs.

"Don't worry, Ambs!" Zara shouts. "I'll get you!"

Lenny keeps on laughing. He grabs my hand.

"Let's sit. Come on.." He says.

I look back. Is Zara still here? Is anyone still here?

"Come on!" He shouts.

I follow him. He pins me down on his couch, before wiping my tear.

"Don't cry, baby." He says.

He kisses me. I try to raise my hand but he pins them down.

"I know you want to touch me as much as I want to touch you but it doesen't work that way. I know Perri never taught you..." He says.

He kisses me again.

"Cherry. My favourite.." He says.

He's a jerk. He's sick. He's hurting me.

He kisses me again, but harder.

"It's not like this is the first time you're cheating on Perri. And I think you're like the eleventh girl I've kissed since I started dating Zara..." He says.

I shiver.

"Are you cold?" He says, before taking his shirt off. "Here.."

I give him a look.

"Here!" He shouts.

I take it not knowing what to do. My fingers burn as they clutch it. I just drop it.

"Fine.." He says.

"You're such a monster..." I say, trying not to cry.

"No, Ambs. You're just a baby..." He says, in a sickening voice.

He reaches for my top.

"Don't touch me!" I shout. "Or I will tell everyone about this. All the press- everyone.."

He smirks.

"Relax.." He says.

"I won't relax. Leave me alone, please!" I shout.

Suddenly my phone rings from my pocket. Lenny grabs it before I can even move.

"Aww...it's Perri Keily!" He says in an American accent.

He answers it after covering my mouth.

"Hey, Pel!" He says.

"Lenny? Where's Amber?" Perri asks.

In pain.

"She's fine. We're in Zara's place. She's upstairs with her. Do you want to talk to her"

I try to speak. Why is Lenny lying?

"Yeah.." Perri says.

"Oh, sorry...you're breaking up. I....can't....hear-"

Lenny cuts the call off, before tossing it on unto the table.

"What is up with you?" I say.

"Nothing.." He says. "What's up with you? Did you think you were going to leave here without some kind of gift? I owe it to you..."

WHAT?!?!

Okay- I'm not going down without a fight. I let the anger soar through me, and this time I don't keep it down.

"Get...off...ME!" I scream, before forcing all my weight unto him.

He tries to keep me down. I push harder, kicking him and hitting him. It's too much for him. He slaps me, so I punch him. Now we're standing up.