Chapter 1~Traitors
Ashley’s POV.
The smell of petrichor hit me softly as I walk down my doorstep from the hospital.
I was given the most heartbreaking news today and where was my husband? No where to be found…
I called and called but it seemed like he had already forgotten today was the only day I needed him by my side.
Just today. Was that too much to ask from the man that promised to be with me through thick and thin?
Letting out an exhausted sigh, I feel the cold air sweep my dirty blonde hair from my face, almost like it was comforting me from the unsettling feeling that hammered in my chest.
I try to shrug it off, but the feeling only intensifies as I open the door to see clothes littering the floor of my building. Female clothes…
I can hear my heart beat erratically as my fingertips turn ice cold. With each step I take up the stairs, the familiar feminine shrill voice echoes through the walls and out of my bedroom.
“Ahh jasper.. We shouldn’t… we shouldn’t be doing this here.” the familiar voice belonging to my twin sister moans.
I freeze and stare at the soft golden light spilling through the small crack of the door that was left slightly ajar. I couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t move. Couldn’t think.
“f**k, baby you’re so wet for me, I can’t wait any longer. It’s been so long since I f****d you last.” My husband groans. “Ashley is so boring. She won’t even let me f*****g touch her.” His muffled voice says, and I imagine his face buried in her skin as he spoke.
I can’t believe he just said that, after he knows what I’ve been through - what I was going through.
Fuck him.
I angrily push the door open and the sight before me makes me want to claw my eyes out.
Right in front of me, on our matrimonial bed was my asshole husband hovering over my twin sister who’s completely naked, spreading her dainty legs for Jasper to go through.
I stagger back, clearly unprepared. “No… don’t tell me.” I whisper softly and pinch myself, desperately hoping this is all some sick twisted dream. The sharp sting I got in return tells me it’s not, and my heart fell down to my gut.
My gaze flickers from Jasper who’s hurriedly getting off the bed, to my sister who just looks away and uses the same silk white duvet that made me feel like I’m wrapped in a cloud, to wrap around her whoring body.
“s**t Ash, let me explain, it’s-”
“Let me guess, ‘It’s not what it looks like? Yeah, okay, so what the f**k does it look like Jasper?” I ask with my voice coming out higher. My hands form tight fists at my side, like I’m about to punch a f*****g wall or a cheating ass skank husband.
Jasper chuckles. The motherfucker actually CHUCKLES.
“There’s no use hiding this again. I’m so done laying down next to you each day like I actually care, Ashley.” he shrugs, and he doesn't just stop there.
“We haven’t had s*x in weeks. Not that you were particularly a goddess in bed though… my point is that I’m tired of you. I’m tired of…” he gestures between him and I and continues, “us.”
I gape, moving my lips up and down, unable to find words to respond to his bullshit.
“I bled for weeks, i wasn’t able to eat or sleep after the miscarriage and today the doctor f*****g tells me that i might not be able to get pregnant again.” A wave of tears comes rushing down my face, but I am not done.
“Where were you for the past month when I needed you. I needed you too today, more than ever… but you’re here…" I frantically wave my hands towards the messy bed, “Having a bloody affair with my godforsaken sister!”
“I never said I wanted a damn baby attached to me in the first place.” Jasper says gruffly while running a hand through the dark brown hair I once loved to touch.
“What?” My knee gives in and I collapse with a thud on our cold tiled bedroom floor.
“You heard me. Besides, now we’re finally exposed, It’s time you know the real reason I married you, Ashley Sinclair.” The side of his lips curl into a smirk as he rubs the stubble on his jaw.
“You were never good enough. You don’t even stand close to Leah in any way.”
“You’re mid, boring, and I only married you because Leah told me to. She said that it broke her heart seeing you beg for my attention everyday in college.”
Something snaps in me. Like a thunderbolt of sense and pride struck me. I wasn't even sad about the hurtful things Jasper just said.
I was furious.
“Get the f**k out of my house,” I sneer venomously and rose to my feet. I try to appear as intimidating as possible even though Jasper's 6'2 ass towers over me.
“You wouldn't.” Jasper grunts.
Oh, yes I can, and I damn will.
“We're over Jasper. I'm done sticking around. Stay here a minute longer and you have a f*****g lawsuit to deal with.”
Jasper huffs and puffs like the wolf he is and puts on his clothes. My sister whom I’d always bitterly envied with every inch of my heart, was already dressed and heading towards the door without sparing a glance in my pathetic direction.
Jasper doesn't leave without shooting a death glare at me and saying, “You’re an incompetent nepo baby with too much power in your hands for a woman. Unlike you, Leah is submissive. No man wants a woman like you.”
Once I hear the front door of my house slam shut, I drop down on my knees and let the heartbreaking sob rack my defeated frame. The sound of my lonely pain-filled cries bounce off the walls. I stay as far away as possible from my bed.
I pick up my phone and dial the number of the only person that’s on my side. My best friend.
“Dani?” I choke out sobbing softly. “I’m so glad you picked up, please come get me.”
“Hey hey, what’s going on Ash?” I hear the sound of shuffling feet and jingling keys as she rushes to respond “I’m on my way right now, stay put and wait for me!”
At least the world doesn't hate me so much as not to leave a sweet soul like her for me.
