The Cheat

Part 5

Waking up around midday I felt a whole lot better than I had 4 hours prior. I was shocked to see that Cameron was still sat next to me but now he was playing some game on his phone. He didn’t notice that I was awake, or so I thought, and so I continued to stare at him trying to figure out why he was willing to be my pillow for four hours whilst I slept even though we weren’t close. Heck, we weren’t even really friends.

“Did no one ever teach you that it’s rude to stare?” I could feel myself blushing as he chuckled. Well, I guess he did know that I was awake after all.

“I umm I wasn’t staring I was thinking about something you just happened to be in the way of my daydreaming.” Even I wasn’t convinced by my lie, although technically it was partially true I was thinking about something.

“Whatever you say princess, whatever you say” He was still chuckling and I could feel a frown forming on my face.

“Hey smile I’m not laughing at you, scout’s honour.” He even held up 3 fingers in a salute, since when was Cameron dorky? Just as I was about to reply the door of my room opened. My head shot towards the door when I heard two sets of footsteps, one of the owners was wearing high heels.

“Get. Out” The venom in my voice scared me as I said it. Good, I hoped that helped get the message across even though to anyone with even half a brain cell the message was already painfully obvious. I looked back at Cameron to see him frowning at the door.

“But Ashlee just let me explain.” James pleaded from the doorway where he stood. I didn’t even look at him as I replied.

“Explain what? The fact that you’re fucking my sister, my TWIN? The fact that I caught you at it? Or simply the fact that you’re a giant fucking asshole.” I could feel myself getting angry quickly and I worked on slowing my breathing and calming myself down. Until Jasmine opened her mouth that is.

“Ashlee please, it really isn’t like that.” Her voice was sugar sweet as always but then again Jasmine had always been an actress, from a young age she excelled in drama and performance.

“So what is it like Jas, because I’m pretty sure there is no other explanation for what I saw the other day” My eyes narrowed as I looked over at them to see her all dressed up and holding onto James’ arm.

“Stopping off on the way to your date? How sweet and thoughtful off you both but can you, please, fuck off already.” I knew Jasmine she only wore those black strappy heels on dates and she had a skin tight bodycon dress on, casual everyday wear when visiting your twin in hospital right?

“We’re not-”

“Don’t. Even. Dare. I’m not stupid Jasmine has her fuck me heels on but oh wait you’ve already done that haven’t James?” I knew I sounded like a bitch but I think I deserved to after what they’d done to me.

“Ashlee please-” This time it was Cameron who cut Jasmine off.

“I think it’s time you both of you left now, Ashlee doesn’t need this right now.” I glanced over at him and he smiled down at me. James seemed to suddenly realise just who it was that was sat with me.

“What the heck Cameron, you’re supposed to be my friend not hers.” He actually had the nerve to look pissed off at Cameron.

“I was, until I found out just how much of a jackass you can be. Ya know that and when I found Ashlee in the middle of a car accident. That was kind of pretty much because of you.” His voice was calm but for some reason I knew that he wasn’t.

“How on earth was it his fault!?” And now she was defending him, like a true mistress.

“You AND he were the reason she was even in her car at that time so yeah you’re fault. I hope you’re both happy. Now please, shut the door behind you.” He even smiled as he said the last bit, he was so much more polite than I would have been but then again he wasn’t involved like I was. I heard a loud sigh, probably from Jasmine as if she was the one being put out and hurt, and then the door slammed shut. Even through the door I could hear them talking outside, her telling him it wasn’t his fault and him telling her everything would be ok now. He promised. For them maybe it would but I had a long way to go before I was anywhere close to fine. I mean if you can’t trust your own twin sister and your long-term boyfriend then who could you trust?