One of the luxuries of being famous was having a private jet and within a matter of hours Ava was standing outside Justine's front door looking perfect, even if she did say so herself (and of course she often did). Justine was on the phone when she answered the door and didn't even look at her properly.
"Yes, of course it's all true." she was saying.
"If you're talking about me I swear to god I'll sue you."
And we know she meant it.
Justine hung up quickly and tried to close her mouth. "Ava. What are you doing here?"
"Visiting my lover John, obviously."
Ava pushed her way past Justine and into the tiny living room.
"Well? Are you going to explain to me why my name is splashed all over the papers?"
"I thought you enjoyed that sort of thing." Justine commented.
"Do you know how much damage your little stunt has done? The whole of Hollywood thinks I'm a whore and you could of ruined my marriage. Why?"
"My kids need clothes Ava."
Ava screamed and pulled at her hair. "You did this for money? I'm your goddamn sister Justine, I would of given you money!"
"I don't want it off you!" Justine shot back. "I want to be able to provide for my children on my own."
"So you made up some crap about me?"
Justine shrugged and sat down. "Do you ever think you deserve it?"
"How did you come to that conclusion?"
"Look at you. You're a cardboard cut out. You're not my sister and frankly I don't give a damn about you."
Ava laughed and shook her head. "You may not, but 4 billion people do."
"How did you come to that conclusion?"
"There's an Oscar with my name on!"
"If I was you I wouldn't be so proud of that. All it means is that you're good at pretending to be something you're not."
"If you where me you'd actually have a life."
"I have one! I have a family. What do you have?"
"Money!" Ava shouted back. "I have fame and money and everything I've ever wanted. You think I'm a bitch because I never gave up on my dream and ended up with something I never wanted."
"What is that suppose to mean?" Justine demanded getting to her feet.
"Look around! Look at his house, look at you! Justine you never wanted to end up like this."
"Look at you Ava. You're a cold hearted, narrow minded, attention seeking money hungry bitch. I suggest you fly back to your palace and take a long hard look at yourself. Now get out."
"You know Justine, you need therapy."
"I need therapy! Look in the mirror Ava! I don't know who you are anymore, but you're not my sister. You are not Ava Ashcroft."
"No, I'm Ava Carson and there's a difference."
"There shouldn't be." Justine said sadly, and the Ava left.
The next day the papers where full of it. It had all been lies concocted by Justine Ashcroft to make easy money. There was nothing going on between Ava and John. Too late? The whole world could see it, it was in all the pictures, the intangible thing that couples who claim to be soul mates have. Nathen and Gloria where panicking, Josh was unaware, the whole world could see it, and soon so would they.