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

Chapter 2 Part 10

I sit in my dressing room crying my eyes out. The tears are hot and falling fast- ruining my make up- staining the white that I'm dressed in to dance with Mitch.

I keep hearing Reid's voice in my head. He knows Pel hit me. Why does he know?

I'm not going out there. I can't go out into the crowd and see my child. Staring at Perri and I.

Like we're monsters. I raise my head up and look- stare at my reflection in the mirror.

My cheek is bruised where Pel hit me. And Talisa only did just enough to cover it up. I shiver suddenly. I never thought we'd end up like this.

Like the average abusive Dad with the average weak Mum-

But I'm not weak.

I blink and another black tear mixed with mascara falls unto my dress.

Danielle is going to be so pissed. After the incident, she told Perri he wasn't allowed to touch me or talk to me. That was after I slapped him...

There's a soft knock on the door. Danielle said no one was allowed in my room. That I needed time to think and recover.

Nevertheless, the door opens even though I don't say anything.

I can see from the mirror that it's Mitch but I'm in no mood to talk to him right now.

"Hey, Ambs..." He sighs, pulling up a chair from the side of the room and sitting next to me. "I'm going to skip the 'Are you okay?' because you're obviously not."

I don't reply and just put my head down on the table.

"Danielle can't make you do anything you don't want you too..." He whispers. "I'm not going to let her."

He swallows. The white brings out his dark eyes and hair.

I start feeling something I don't want to feel.

"I promise..." He says, running a hand through my hair.

I want to scream. He hit me! He's an idiot! I hate him, I hate him, I hate him!

But it wouldn't make a difference, would it?

"I-" I start. I sigh. My voice is nothing but a croak. "I just want to go home."

"I don't understand Perri....or anything he did....or why he did it, I'm just so pissed at him...and I'm sorry-"

"Don't be sorry." I mutter.

"Amber-" Mitch says.

I sit up.

"Mitch, nothing you're going to say is going to make up for what he did, okay?" I shout, suddenly getting angry.

"I know....I know..." Mitch says, putting his arms on my shoulders. "You're warm-"

"I know. I'm ill and I'm tired and I'm frustrated! And I don't love him-"

"You don't mean that!" Mitch shouts.

I throw his arms off me and get up. Then I push the chair so hard that it rolls toward the door.

Tears are pouring down my cheeks.

"I'm not stupid, okay?..." I whisper. "Are you telling me I'm supposed to love someone who hits me? I've seen it all. And I'm not going to let Reid see it-"

"Well, maybe it's you both breaking up that Reid doesn't want to see..." Mitch says. "You better make this work or it'll be the same bloody thing that happened to your Mum. You love each other-"