Fake Love | G.D

[thirty five]

"What's wrong?" Madison asks as I groan in pain.

"It's my stomach again" I wince as the pain shoots through my abdomen, "but I'm fine" I assure her as she looks at me concerned.

"I should have brought you to a doctor" she sighs, "we don't know what he could have put in your drink" she reminds me.

"Can we not talk about it" I mumble trying to forget it ever happened, "we're landing now, I'll go to a doctor when we're home don't worry" I smile reassuringly, she feels extremely guilty about what happened last night.

The truth is nothing actually happened. The stranger at the bar slipped something in my drink, after I drank it I could barely even walk so he pulled me out into a taxi.

We were on our way back to his place, I remember his hands all over me and I couldn't do anything to stop him. I was terrified but thankfully nothing happened.

Before we got to his place the taxi was pulled over by french police. Madison seen me getting into a taxi with the stranger and knew something wasn't right.

She got the police involved, they followed our taxi, pulled us over and then Madison took me back to our hotel. I was asleep for less than 2 hours before I was woken up to catch our flight, and now I'm experiencing the worst hangover I've ever had while on an eight hour flight.

Madison insisted on staying in Paris for another night so that I could go to the hospital, have tests done, and rest but I was determined to get home. The media got the story completely twisted and claimed I cheated on Grayson.

I called him before getting on the plane but he didn't answer. I hope that he has enough trust in me to know I'd never hurt him like that but the pictures are very convincing.

"Chloe" Madison pulls me away from my thoughts, "are you ready to go?" she asks once the plane has landed and I nod while getting up to get my bag.

"There's going to be a lot of paparazzi out here, they'll be asking lots of questions about what happened in Paris" she trails off, "some of them will make comments to get a reaction out of you, ignore them" she warns me.

"Do you think Grayson believes the rumours?" I blurt after not paying attention to what she was saying.

"No, he knows better" she shrugs.

"I hope so" I mumble as we're walking off the plane.

We collect our bags and make our way through the crowd of paparazzi waiting outside the airport. They bombard me with questions while I'm trying to get into our car, mostly asking if Grayson and I are still dating.

I ignore them all knowing that Amanda probably has a plan to kill the story and I don't want to say anything that will spoil it.

"Do you know who Grayson's new girl is?" one of them yells at me taking me by surprise, "is Grayson back to his old ways?" another man yells at me and I freeze on the spot.

"What?" I ask hoping that I've confused what they're trying to say.

"Did you know Grayson moved on last night?" another man shouts at me.

Moved on?

"Chloe!" Madison grabs my hand and pulls me away from the crowd of cameras gathering around me. We find our driver and get into the car as quickly as we can.

"He was with another girl last night" I mumble while looking out the window.

I should be upset and crying but instead I'm numb. I don't know how else to describe it, I just don't feel anything.