Ashley’s POV

I sat in the limo with my head in my arms as my hands pulled on my hair. I’ve never been so mad at myself in my life. I don’t know how I could have been so stupid and even drink a ‘special’ drink from a stranger. I wanted to apologize to Spencer, but I knew it was probably best if I didn’t call her because seeing her cry broke my heart into hundreds of pieces.

The limo pulled up at Kyla and Olivia’s apartment and I walked up to their room with my shoulders hanging low, magazine in my hand, and wiping the mascara that was running down my cheeks.

"Ashley, what happened?" Olivia immediately asked once she saw me standing at the foot of her door.

"Can I stay here for a little while," I said through my sobs as I walked into Olivia’s open arms.

"Olivia, who is that?" Kyla called from another room. Olivia wrapped her arms around me and started rubbing my back when Kyla came walking towards us.

"Ash? What’s wrong?" she asked as I was sandwiched between my two best friends.

I handed Kyla the magazine and her eyes were wide when she saw the cover. Olivia must have noticed something was really wrong so she let go of me and looked over Kyla’s shoulder to see what was on the magazine.

"This can’t be true," Kyla said as she handed her girlfriend the magazine and started pacing the room. "Olivia and I were there and didn’t see anything. Plus, you love Spencer way to much to cheat on her." Her hand was running through her hair and she raced to her bag to grab her phone.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"Calling the magazine. I want to know who gave them the story," she said as she dialed her phone. I looked towards Olivia and she was biting her right pointer finger and looking down at the ground.

"I love you Ashley, but I think I should go to Spencer right now. We all know she doesn’t like being alone," Olivia said as she placed her hand on my upper arm. I nodded in agreement as I wiped the tears rolling down my cheek.