You're Perfect to Me

Desirai Monroe(Dessi) has always had a pretty bad life. At the age of 4, her father started abusing her. At the age of 13, her father killed her mother right in front of her. He was arrested for child abuse when she was 14. Nobody knew about the murder of her mother. He made it look like a suicide, and everyone believed it. He was imprisoned for 5 years and Dessi went into a foster care until she met her boyfriend Travis, and moved in with him. Not long after that, she discovered he was her worst nightmare. Once she escapes she meets five of the most famous in the world. Will they be able to help her?
(Recommended age: 14+)

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7. Another Ring From a Different Caller

~Liam's POV~

I'm kissing her. Oh my god, what the hell am I doing? She doesn't even like me! I pulled away. "I'm sorry; I don't know what I was thinking." I muttered.

She giggled. "No, don't be." She smiled at me. I wanted her to be mine. I wanted to be hers.

I went in for another kiss. I was interrupted by the door opening. It was Mel.. Of course. "Oh, uh.." Mel was obviously amused and hiding back laughter. "I didn't know I would be interrupting something." She started to laugh.

Dessi pulled back and sat on the bed, blushing. "Aww! Look at her! She's blushing!" Mel was about to lose it. She was holding her belly and giggling. "Oh, shut up! Will you?" Dessi said. She also looked like she was going to laugh. "Well I guess I'll leave you two to it!" Mel said and skipped out the door.

"Well.." Dessi started.

"Uh, that was awkward." I said. "Yeah.. No kidding! Does she always do that?" She asked

"Pretty Much!" I told her. "Don't worry I don't mind, I think it's funny." She replied.

"Good." I smiled at her I leaned in and kissed her uncut cheek. She squealed and pushed me away violently and I almost fell off the bed. "What the bloody hell?" I yelled but immediately regretting it after.

"I-I'm sorry. I just.." She stuttered, starting to cry. "No! Shh.. I'm sorry. I'll just.. I'm sorry." I told her. I know I did something terrible but I did understand. I kissed her cheek that didn't have the cut. What did I do? I think it would be best if I just left her alone for a while. I stood up said "I'm sorry.." once more and then walked out of her room.

~Dessi's POV~

I'm a mess; a complete monster. Why did I pull away? I mean, I couldn't help it, but still.. It’s from my past, I can’t change that. He walked out probably feeling awful. He liked me. But I guess I ruined that. I didn't want to face anyone else but it was only 1pm. I decided I would just stay in my room for the rest of the day.

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~Harry's POV~

Liam was acting really weird. He hasn't said a word since he came from Dessi's room. My thoughts were interrupted by my mum walking up the stairwell, holding a phone to her shoulder, Dessi's phone. My mum took the phone because she planned to take it to the police station so she could try to track the call from earlier. "Hey would one of you take this?" She started. "I have customers." I looked at Liam and he didn't seem to be interested. "Uh, I’ll take it." I said reaching out for the phone. "Thanks Harry." I took the phone and held it to my ear, aware of everyone watching me, except my mum, who started to walk downstairs. "Hello?"

"Hello, is Desirai Monroe there?" I heard a male's smoker’s voice on the other end, it was deep and scratchy. "Who is this?" I asked. "James Monroe. Desirai's uncle." I didn't believe this at all. "How can I be sure?"

"Just give the phone to Desirai, she will tell you." He said in a demanding tone.

"Fine." I ran up the stairs to Dessi's room.

~Dessi's POV~

The door swung open and Harry shoved a phone it my face, my phone. It was terribly shattered. "What the fuck, Harry?!" I yelled at him. "Dessi take this. It's your uncle!"

My uncle? What is he talking about? Both of my uncles have been dead for over five years. Harry shoved it to my ear. Oh, what the hell? Who could it be? Travis? Well big fucking deal. I was pissed at Harry, big time, but at the same time I didn't care.

"Hello?" I said into the phone, looking at Harry. He was breathing hard and he looked terrified. Little cunt..

"Hello my Dear, long time, no see? Hmm?" I heard a terrifyingly familiar voice say. I didn't say a word. "Oh my darling, you have no idea how much I've missed you!" There was a violent hiss on the word "missed". "What do you want? And who is this?" I asked.

Harry reached for the phone but I pushed him away. "Oh Desirai, this is your father. I'm out." He hissed. "Out?" I asked. I could feel my heart beat faster.

"Out of prison, my Dear!" He laughed darkly. "Oh, Darling.. Have you forgotten? Now that I am, we can start over! Ha ha ha ha!" I started to cry. Harry rushed towards me as I fell to my knees. He grabbed the phone from me. "Who the fuck is this? What the hell do you want?" He screamed into the phone.

~Harry's POV~

"Now, now, I only want to spend some father-daughter time with my little Desirai. Say, where is she? I would just LOVE to see her!" I heard a dark voice chuckle into the phone. "Back the fuck up, yeah? You'll never see her! She is safe and always will be; she will stay away from you! You will never talk to her ever again!!" I shouted. I was so angry at him. I knew he was Dessi's dad. He said "father-daughter time" so it was quite obvious. I was furious.

"I'm afraid you don't understand me, I will see her. She isn't safe and I will find her. I'm on Travis' side. Thought I didn't know about him?" He laughed. "Well I do and I'm even worse than him. I'm way worse. I will gouge her eyes and skull fuck the shit out of her." He laughed his dark laugh once again. He disgusted me.

"You fucking bastard! I will scalp your bloody ass! I swear-!" I was cutting off by a ding from the phone. I looked at it and it said 'Call ended'. He hung up. Dessi was a sopping mess now and she was breathing hard. I sat on the ground and pulled her close to me, rocking her back and forth.

"Harry.." She whispered after she had calmed down. "Yeah?"

"Will he find me?" She asked; her breath quivering. "Of course not." I kissed her forehead. "I won't let it happen."

"Okay.." She said. "What did he say?"

"Nothing, it doesn't matter." I told her. "Okay.. Harry?" "Yeah?"

"I'm still scared. I'm sick of being scared. I've thought about this many times, but.." She trailed off. "But what?" I asked. "There only one way to escape this torture."

"What do you mean?" I asked her. When she didn't answer, I got worried. She would kill herself just to escape Travis and her father. "Dessi, no! Don't even think about it!" I told her sternly. "That's not the way out."

"Fine." She took a deep breath. "I won't."

I smiled slightly, still not believing her completely. "Good. I'll do something about this." I said looking at the phone. "I think we should get you a new number." I stood up. “I’m going to tell the others about this.”

"Okay, thanks Harry." She smiled at me with her beautiful smile. I was definitely falling for her. I smiled back and walked out of the room, carrying the phone with me.

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