The Makeup Artist (Norman Reedus)

New York Fashion Week

Waving Mia and kissing Liam goodbye at the airport, she made her way to the flight for New York. It wouldnt be a long flight, but she was going to get some rest on it because as soon as she landed it would be full on work for that week.

Arriving in her hotel she was being put up in, she sighed at how much she was missing Norman, she hadnt seen him in a few weeks now and it was killing her, Mia was looking after Liam until Norman came home later on, she had asked James if he could have him and Norman would pick him up but James was 'busy' she rolled her eyes thinking about that.

Being called down to behind the scenes, Louise was caught up in all the pandemonium back stage, people getting yelled at, designers being dramatic and models smoking or eating celery. "Makeup is this way!" A woman pulled Louise towards the makeup section "im Mary-Jane, you are working here, " the older woman introduced herself and walked off leaving Louise to admire all the makeup and brushes that had been assigned to her.

After making up 50+ girls for the first part of NYFW she looked at the time and seeing as it was getting late and it was closing down for the night she tidied up and went to leave. "Louise is it? I love your work on The Walking Dead" the man asked, holding his hand out for Louise. "Im Aaron" "Louise" she replied friendly. "A few of us are going for a quick drink if you fancy?" Aaron asked pointing to a group of people consisting of both men and women, although Louise could tell some of these were gay men, not that was a problem. She thought about it for a minute and then nodded and headed out with the group.

Arriving at the bar she text Norman
Just heading out with a few people from backstage, i miss you terribly, i actually debated on turning around and coming home at one point! I love you xxxxx louise xxxxx

She waited for it to send before putting it back in her bag and joining in ordering her drink in the round. Sitting down squished in a booth they all spoke about their previous work. Louise noticed alot of them were taking drugs, quite openly in the bar, this was something Louise was not into but she would let it slide, she was a big enough girl to say no after all. Aaron offered her some but she politely declined.

She felt her phone vibrate in her bag but with 8 people squished into one booth seat and another 8 on the other it was difficult for her to get to her bag so she left it, one of the group came back with a tray with several tequila shots. Tomorrow morning will be very sore! Louise thought.

Light pierced Louise's closed eyes and the minute she opened them a grippling hangover hit her, this was the worst she had ever suffered. Eventually focusing she realised this was not her room, and she was incredibly sore between her legs and her knickers were not on. Shooting up in bed she got her barings, she remembers turning down the shots of tequila and said she would stay on just one glass of wine. She remembers being insistent on the one glass. Running, well hobbling sort of to the bathroom she washed her face and went to leave, she didnt even look at who it was lying in the bed next to her she just left.

Getting in a cab straight to her hotel  she ran to throw up as she knows she didnt drink that much and she would never ever cheat on Norman, but it was slowly hitting her what happened. She had to be clean, she had to shower, she scrubbed herself clean and let the water hide her tears. Getting changed she grabbed her suitcase threw everything inside and left for the airport. She wanted to go home. Now

Sitting in the cab she hid her tears with her sunglasses. Checking her phone she saw the text from Norman that he sent last night
Have fun! Me and Liam are watching Transformers, i miss you, ill phone you later. Love you xxxxNorm

Closing the text down her heart felt heavy, and then she noticed Norman had phoned her but she was too drunk to hear. But how could she be drunk on one glass? It was evident what had happened to Louise but everytime she thought about the word she felt like she couldnt breathe.

Paying the driver and bounding in the airport she paid over the odds to get back to Georgia but she did not care. She wanted to get home and she wanted to get home fast. Her flight would arrive home at lunchtime.

Dragging her suitcase up the garden path she could not wait to get inside, the pain between her legs wasnt helping either. She heard the door open, Norman was standing there in his sweat pants and 'Daryl Dixon' t shirt that Louise bought him. Dropping her suitcase she ran to Norman and let it all out, she sobbed uncontrollably, he eventually managed to get her inside and sat down while he ran to bring her suitcase in and close the door. Still sobbing as he came back in "Louise what has happened" he asked trying to dry the tears on her face and get her to calm down and breathe. "I cant...i cant say....you will shout....oh my god i cant!" She cried holding her head in her hands, this could not be happening. "louise whatever it is just tell me i cant help you can i if you dont tell me. Why did you come home?" Norman pleaded with her to tell him, slowing down her sobs she dried her face with her t shirt.

Taking deep breaths, she realised she couldnt look at Norman so opted for looking at the floor as she spoke. "I was raped" she revealed and then went back to sobbing in her hands. Norman was shocked, he didnt say anything, he scooped Louise into his arms and held her, "what, how? " he asked. "I dont know, we went out last night and i had one drink and then i woke up this morning i was really sore in between my legs and there was blood and i dont remember anything but i know i had one drink." Louise had calmed down a bit, she was still tearful but could talk better now she wasnt sobbing. "You think date rape?" He asked not wanting to ask his girlfriend such questions. "And then i got up, i couldnt walk it killed me and my head hurt which was strange if i had one glass and i just left and showered and---" Norman interrupted her "baby did you shower?"  He asked concerned, Louise realised what she had done and began crying again. Norman stood up and held his hand out, "come on, lets get to the hospital ill call the cops on the way, you may still have time" implying that they may get something from DNA eventhough he knew it was a long shot.