The Mighty Storm (Raura Revised)

Chapter 61

Chapter 61

Do I believe that?

Right now I'm struggling to consider anything about the situation as a whole, because I can't get my mind past the image of him in bed with her.

Kaitlyn 'Bitch', as I refer to her, has pictures of Ross in bed from that night. They weren't clear pictures, kind of dark, taken with a camera phone I'm guessing. And he looked sort of asleep in them. Well his eyes were closed. But that doesn't mean anything. My eyes are closed in tons of pictures because I always blink when the flash goes off.

But the point is, she was lying next to him in bed. Her face beside his – in bed.

Her in bed with Ross. That's all I need to know, to tell me everything I already knew.

Also there is one of her sat on Ross' lap in what is apparently the hotel bar. You know the one he was sat pining over me in, waiting for me in after our fight, yeah that bar.

So details of my life, the life I shared with Ross, and his betrayal have been splashed all over the news for the world to see.

My pain is up for public consumption. And it's the worst kind of torture.

I'm not a public person. Of course I knew what being with Ross entailed, I just never foresaw this. And now I know, with absolute certainty I'm not cut out for the type of life he leads. His life belongs to the whole world. I don't want that for myself.

Maybe Kaitlyn Bitch did me a favour. Because at least I now know what life with Ross really consists of. It's best I get out now, early on, before I got in too deep.

Well that's what I'm telling myself anyway. My heart is telling me I was already in way too deep to begin with.

So for five days I've been hiding at my folks, letting my dad deal with the press at the door and on the phone, and the paps hanging around outside waiting to get a picture of me.

I hate to bring it to their doorstep, but I just couldn't go back to my flat – that would have meant dealing with it alone. I know I have Simone there, but it wouldn't have been fair to pull her into this, especially not when she's with Denny. That already ties her up in it enough as it is.

So I'm letting my dad kick paparazzi butt, while I hide in the house, working on my column to keep busy.

My mum and dad have been great these last five days. I couldn't have coped without them, well not that I'm actually coping in any way ... more coasting.

My mum has even managed to refrain from an 'I told you so' about Ross, and my dad ... well, he hasn't said it outright to me, but I think he believes Ross is telling the truth about Kaitlyn Bitch. And my dad thinking that Ross is telling the truth makes me wobble a little if I'm being totally honest.

But what's making me falter just that little bit more is the whole 'they've been having an affair' story. Because honestly, a story is what I believe that to be.

She's lied for sure about some of the times she said she was with Ross. They just aren't possible, because he was with me.

One of them was when everyone still thought Ross was in LA, but he wasn't, he was in London with me. It was straight after his dad died and he got the jet over here to be with me. Because he needed me.

Kaitlyn Bitch is claiming to the press they spent the night together in a hotel in LA, that he flew her in. She even has her friend backing her up, saying she was with Kaitlyn Bitch when he called.

I could go public and out it as a lie, but I don't want to be pulled into the press any more than I am being, and really, what's the point. Ultimately it doesn't erase the fact that I caught him in bed with her. So whether they were having a full blown affair, or it was just a one nighter that she's embellishing for the press, it's irrelevant.