Jerrie Thirlwards

22.08.11

Perrie's Point of View;

I feel like crying. Jade is avoiding me and I just love her so so so much. I want to be with her, forever.
I text her off Jonnie's phone (so she wouldn't know who was texting her) and asked her to meet me at the South Shields library that night at 8pm. Several minutes later, Jonnie's phone buzzed.

Jade Thirlwall
(1) New Message
Who is this?

I replied, saying;
You'll see. Just come. 8pm sharp.

At 7pm, I walked down to the library with Jonnie's phone and politely asked the librarian of a favour, before sliding 2 £20 notes over the desk. I'd asked of her to close early and let me use the place for an hour or two.

Half an hour later, the place was looking pretty good.

Jade Thirlwall
(1) New Message
I'm nearly there.

Jade arrived early, and knocked on the locked library door. I came over and unlocked it, hiding myself behind the door. I had the knife ready in my hand to cut the huge cake I'd baked specially for tonight. I kicked the door shut behind her and she turned around and screamed.
"What?" I asked.
"Please. Please stay away from me!" She gasped.
"Why?" I mumbled, slowly pacing towards her. She was backed into a corner now.
"You're mental! Leave me alone!" Jade screamed.

I dropped the knife when I realised I'd been holding it like a psycho.
I threw myself to the floor and cried.
"Jade... I just... I love you!"
She gasped.
"I've tried so hard." I screamed, getting angry now.
"Perrie, please. Why did you want me here tonight?"
"Don't you see? The dark room. A candle-lit table with a white cloth. 2 wine glasses and a bottle of chardonnay on the table. I even cooked for us! I said, pointing towards the library kitchen hidden at the back. I wanted a romantic meal for 2. But looks like I can't stay. I have to go to the mental asylum according to you." Tears were streaming down my face at this point, and anger was building up in my chest. I kicked the chairs and the table over. I grabbed the bottle of wine and threw it across the library. I even got the steaks out the oven and threw them. I wasn't satisfied. I picked up the knife and did my worst regret...

I'm a madwoman.