The Cheat

Part 2

I could hear my phone ringing quietly in on my dashboard...again. I grabbed the phone and glanced down at it even though i didn't really need to. I knew the ringtone, only two ringtones had been playing over and over for the past hour. James' and Jasmines'. My mum had rung me once but that was only to check everything was ok, she was away on another business trip meaning she had no idea of what was going on at home. I left her a letter on her pillow explaining what happened and why I would already be in London by the time she got home. 

After packing up my stuff, which was already partly done and so only took me a few hours during which my door was locked and my music was blasting so even if they did come into the house i wouldn't hear them, I loaded as much as I could in my Beetle and took off. I crammed my stereo, clothes and shoes into the back seat and placed my guitar in the passenger side, in its hard case. Chucking my phone back on the dashboard I ignored my phone until I heard the beep signalling another new voicemail. I didn't bother picking my phone up, I wasn't ready to hear another recording of one of them crying, apologising or trying to explain. A different lie or story seemed to come out every time; I'd laughed aloud at James' first explanation.

**Flashback**

My phone rang on the floor next to my suitcase that I was neatly folding t-shirts and jumpers into and I grabbed it out of habit when I heard James' ringtone. 

"Oh baby, I'm so glad you picked up!" His voice sounded excited and hopeful, "I promise I can explain this." I stayed silent not knowing whether to laugh, cry or be a bitch to him. "Jaz, she was umm.. she was missing you. Yeah, missing you and I was too so she uhh.. came to see me and I was just comforting her. That's all that happened I swear, that is it; she was missing you, I was missing you so we comforted eachother." His voice went from weak and hesitant to strong and confident but for some reason I still didn't believe him.

My laughter bubbled up inside of me until it burst out and I was in fits of giggles. Call it shock, call it what you want but I could not stop laughing.

"Yeah sure James, whatever you say." I replied when I finally stopped laughing.

"Comforting in boxers a new thing is it? Yeah right." I muttered to myself.

"I wasn't-" I put the phone down and placed it back on the floor before he could reply. Rolling my eyes at his explanation I continued packing, little did I know that was only the first explanation

**Flashback Over**

After that my phone continued to ring every 5 minutes at least and even now as I was driving down the motorway on my way to London it continued. I turned on the radio, blasting one of my favourite songs, A Love Like War, from my ipod as loud as I could stand to block out the ringing of my phone. 

As the end of the playlist hit I realised I was about halfway down the motorway. I looked down at my phone and seeing over 50 missed calls I decided to listen to a few of the voicemails. Looking up I noticed I was about to hit a small traffic jam and decided to listen to the voicemails whilst I sat in it. Dialing my voicemaill number I listened to the first few voicemails.

"Baby, I love you..."

"Ashlee, I'm your twin, I would never do that to you..."

"Please come home..."

"At least let us know you're ok..."

Out of all the repeated messages that one stung, "let us know you're ok". Not let me know you're ok but us. As if they were an item.

The traffic started to move and the voicemails continued to play. I pushed my foot down on the pedal and as I hit the speed limit one message caught my attention. It was a conversation.

"She'll come around won't she?"

"Of course she will baby, she loves us both."

"I didn't think she'd ever find out, I feel so bad but.."

"Hmm, oh yeah I know but you are the better twin." I could imagine him winking as he did so many times to me when he told me he always thought I was better than Jasmine even when everyone else loved her.

"James stop it..." I heard a slight gasp as she said it, I frowned at the phone.

"Stop what babe, you love it, I know you do" After that a quiet moan sounded through the speakers and my eyes filled with water. Everything hit me at once, my boyfriend and sister were sleeping together. Cheating on me.

I grabbed the phone blindly and tossed it out the window. Trying to end the pain that came with hearing their escalating voices. I never expected to hear that, one of them must have pocket dialed me... I felt warm tears running down my face, and it was like that one message tore down the wall I didn't realise I had built; I couldn't stop crying.

I could barely see the road through my tears and it wasn't until I heard the screech of tires and the blaring of a horn that I noticed the out of control car driving straight towards me, on the wrong side of the road the cars wheels seemed to have skidded on something and ended up driving right at me. In slow motion the car hit me and my delicate car crumpled on top of me crushing my legs. A scream ripped through the air and I realised it was me. I slammed my foot on the break as best I could but my car carried on moving until it flipped and the last thing I saw before my vision blurred and went black was a figure running towards me out of a car that had stopped behind mine that I vaguely knew I should recognise...