The first thing I did after we discovered what happened, was to go to the doctor.
Fortunately, the birth control I had been on protected me from an unwanted pregnancy, and I was good to go.
Then the next thing I did was go onto Twitter.
I was so glad some people believed me.
Some people claimed I was lying.
But I know I wasn't and that's all that mattered.
I just needed to get the agency involved.
And then the last thing I did was call the Louis Vuitton agency in Paris. I told them everything that had happened, and gave them evidence as well. They told me they were going to get the police involved, but I needed to be there to make a statement. I agreed and immediately made a flight back to Paris.
Once I arrived I was told to head to the police station that was near the building where they had already gotten Ali into custody. They put me in the interrogation room with them and I begged them to let me ask the questions.
"Why?" I questioned angrily, "why did you drug me? Why did you touch me?"
He smirked and didn't answer.
My fucking blood boiled.
"The one time I go to make a friend, and this is what happens," I yelled out in frustration, to nobody in particular.
One of the cops put his hand on my shoulder and told me it was going to be ok. He then began to question Ali.
It only took about 15 minutes for the cops to get him to speak, because apparently Ali had a criminal history back in his home country. They threated to send him back there and he panicked and agreed to talk.
His reasoning for drugging me and sleeping with me, without my knowledge, "a game," he claimed, "all the male models wanted to get into her pants. Whoever approached her first had to somehow get her to sleep with them. For me it was a challenge since she was so loyal to her boyfriend. So I drugged her and slept with her."
"The prize," the police officer cut in, questioning him.
"Money," Ali stated flatly.
"Then why would did you basically give yourself away by posting pictures on your social media and sending messages to her boyfriend," the officer questioned him again.
Ali shrugged, "I like drama and plus it's not like she hasn't slept with multiple men at one time."
I sat quiet the whole time they had interrogated him but that comment pissed me. I got up out of my chair, leaned over the table and smack him hard, right across the face. I sat back down as he winced.
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