Perri and Mitch- the sixth book special to series 'Perri and Me' about Perri Kiely.

Chapter 2 Part 9

"Amber..." I hear Dani's voice say to me. "Amber are you waking up?"

I think I blink about thirty times before I make out Dani's face peering at me from over a hospital bed.

I'm lying on it with my head propped against two pillows. I'm still in what I wore for the party, my top all stained with blood.

Danielle puts a cold hand to my neck to check my temperature.

"You're warm Amber..." She sighs.

"I feel weak..." I say, tasting blood in my mouth.

"Are you okay?" Danielle asks, dabbing the sweat from my forehead with a scarf.

I cough once and spit blood. Dani totally freaks out and gets a doctor in.

The doctor just cleans me up and puts some kind of medicine in hot water for me to drink. When he leaves Danielle sits by me again.

"Amber..." She sighs. "What happened? Perri...he was crying and he said he hurt you."

Then it all comes back to me. Perri hit me.

Tears spring to my eyes.

"I want to leave..." I say, wincing because speaking is hurting my head. "Go back to the hotel...I-"

"No WAY Amber..." Danielle says. "And if you think I'll let you still room with Perri after this, you're wrong."

"Why?" I nearly scream.

"Because you need to get better-"

"I can't believe you still want to put me on stage after this!"

"You have such a big role on tour Amber...we can't leave you in Manchester by yourself..."

I sigh, angry, upset and confused.

"Where's Perri?" I say.

Danielle shrugs.

"Where is he?" I shout.

"Back at the hotel, Amber."

I suddenly feel sick again.

I pull the covers of the bed off me.

"Where are you going?" Danielle demands.

"I'm gonna be sick okay?" I shout.

The cold floor is killing my feet and I can barely think straight.

I go into the nearest bathroom and start to throw up into the toilet.

Half blood, half alcohol.

It's just awful.

I don't like this violent Perri, I HATE him infact.

It's two o'clock in the morning and I'm in an unknown hospital throwing up blood because he hurt me.

He HURT me.

I feel someone's arms holding my shoulders as I throw up.

When I'm done I turn around and it's Mitch.

"Amber..." He says. "What the hell is going on?"

I suddenly feel dizzy. It's like blood is rushing to my head.

The amount of force Pel slammed me against that wall with is actually unbelievable. Stronger than George did in South Africa.

Stronger than Dad did once to Mum.

Mitch's face is blurry to me.

"I can't see you..." I say, breathing heavily.

"What?" Mitch asks, his voice just ringing in my ears.