Torn - Katy Perry (Completed)

Chapter 37.

It was the early hours of the next day and Katy and Cheryl were awoken by a loud bang outside.

Cheryl jumped out of her bed, whilst Katy lay awake, confused in hers.

She ran onto the hallway and through to the bathroom to look out the front.

She gasped.

Ashley Cole was standing just near the far wall, looking up at Cheryl in the window.

"What are you doing here, how did you find me!?" Cheryl asked, frantically as bad memories flowed back.

"It wasn't hard, I'm here on a press tour and I know some people that can get me places. I was hoping to surprise you in the morning but I just couldn't wait to see your beautiful face." Ashley sneered.

Cheryl frowned.

"I need to talk to you." Ashley stated, signalling for her to come downstairs and on to the front to greet him.

Cheryl shook her head slowly.

"Come onnnn?" Ashley provoked.

Cheryl pondered on the thought but eventually walked slowly down the stairs and opened the door to find Ashley, pushing her back inside, trying to seduce her.

"Ashley!?" Cheryl whispered, sharply.

"What? Wifey of yours can't please you how I do." Ashley said, proceeding to kiss her neck.

"Get off!" Cheryl whispered repeatedly sharply.

"No one will know." Ashley provoked.

Cheryl tried to over power him but she couldn't.

"Get off me!!!" She tried to say, muffled as Ashley pushed her onto the sofa.

He unzipped his jeans and pulled down Cheryl's pyjama bottoms.

"Come here." Ashley said, smiling as he watched her begin to cry when he put it in.

She still tried to struggle free but couldn't, his weight overpowered her.

He forced eye contact with her as he continued to rape her.

Katy could hear muffled screams from downstairs but didn't know what to do.

She got out of bed and walked towards the top of the stairs near the landing.

She turned the lights on hoping it would signal something.

"Cheryl?" She called out, nervously.

Cheryl's muffled screams got louder as Katy crept down the stairs.

Ashley quickly pulled out and pulled his trousers up before Katy appeared at the bottom of the stairs.

"Oh my God, what have you done!?" She exclaimed.

Ashley shook his head.

"Nothing, we were just talking." He shrugged.

"At 4am?" Katy pressed.

Ashley sneered.

Katy frowned.

"I hope you realise I am standing right next to the kitchen. A kitchen usually has, hmm, knives?" She said.

Ashley's eyes widened.

"So I suggest you take these further 30 seconds to get out of my house and off my property." Katy said, remaining calm but fierce.

Ashley sniggered.

"You wouldn't do anything." He said, half playful - half nervous.

Katy backed through the archway to the kitchen and grabbed a knife, walking slowly back towards him without taking her eyes off of him the whole time.

"Wouldn't I?" She asked, slowly approaching him.

"No." He stated, confidently.

She reached face to face with him.

"Are you sure about that?" She asked as she left a deep cut in his stomach.

Ashley yelped with pain as he turned to run outside.

He ran out of the house and collapsed almost instantly as he reached near to his car.

"Katy, you've just stabbed a man." Cheryl whispered.