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

Chapter 2 Part 12

I wake up in my hotel room. Tired, sick and hungry.

I'm about to acknowledge a brand new day when memories from last night come flooding back into my mind.

Reid has cancer. He's in hospital with Natalie. We're in London. I passed out on Pel's lap last night. I told him I didn't love him anymore.

I just want Reid back. I want to hold him and apologise for being a suckish mother and tell him everything is okay.

I assume Danielle has probably told everyone on tour about Reid's situation.

I don't want Reid to end up like Mum. I can't go through that again...I just can't.

I imagine him next to me in the same position he was when he fell unconscious.

I imagine worse than that.

No. Reid can't die. It's just not gonna happen. It's not meant to.

Without thinking, I grab another pillow from my double bed and scream into it. Then I pick up a book from my bedside table and hurl it towards the window.

It makes a large thud and about five seconds later my door swings open.

Perri.

He doesn't look like himself. Not the happy, cheery, alive person I always knew. He's dressed though and I notice that I'm still in my clothes from yesterday.

He just sighs when he sees me, as if to say 'Amber...what are you doing?'

All of a sudden I burst into tears for no apparent reason.

"I know what I said last night, okay?" I cry. "That's not THE most important thing right now!"

"I was JUST going to tell you that its ten o'clock and you need to have some breakfast..." Pel says, in a tired voice.

I sit up.

"Are you angry?" I say, calming down.

"Well...I'm well pissed..." Pel says, raising his voice.

He looks at me again.

"You didn't...mean what you said, did you?" He asks.

I don't even answer that.

Pel comes in quickly and slams the door behind him.

"Answer my question!" He shouts.

"Or what?" I shout back, standing up now. "You'll hit me again? That crap doesn't work on me anymore!"

A hurt look crosses Pel's face.

"Amber, if you don't love me then there is no point..." He says. "Being together. It's just a waste of everyone's time!"

I sit back down on my bed frustrated.

"Pel...just go..." I say, tears welling up in my eyes again.

"What, we're not even going to talk about this?" He exclaims.

"We are...I mean no...I just...I need to get dressed okay? Leave!"

Pel sits down next to me.

"Can I give you a hug?" He asks.

"I don't want a hug, Pel-"

"I'm trying to make this easier for both of us!"

"AND I JUST WANT...TO BE LEFT ALONE!" I scream.

Pel doesn't say anything. He just gets up and walks out.

I sit there, shaking. Wanting to burst into tears again. My phone beeps and I realise I have seventy four thousand twitter notifications.