I go to walk out of the room and get something to drink when Spencer’s cell phone rings. I go to pick it up but the name on the caller ID makes me stop. No, it couldn’t be, right? It says ‘Alexa’ and if I remember correctly that’s the random girl who convinced me to come and try to get Spencer again. It has to be a mistake, just one of those things that are….. damn, I can’t think of the word. Must be too early in the morning.

"Hello?" I say as I answer it.

"Uhm, is Spencer there?" I know that voice.

I almost drop the phone, but my curiosity makes me catch my slip. "May I ask who’s calling?"

"Her cousin, Alexa."

That’s when it hits me. I remember faintly Spencer telling me one of the main things she missed in Ohio was her cousin Alexa who was more like a sister. She was a psychiatrist too.

"Well, Alexa, Spencer’s in the shower, But me, Ashley, will gladly hang up on your ass."

Present day- Spencer’s POV- Morning: Post Truth

I get out of the shower and dry my hair. I put my clothes on and walk out of the bathroom into my room. I look to my bed and notice that my cell phone’s in the middle, ringing. Ashley’s nowhere in my room, but I think nothing of it. She’s probably downstairs getting food, she’s always hungry after sex for some reason.

When I pick up my cell I see that it’s Alexa and I look to my door. "Hey, I can’t talk, Ashley’s here," I say as quick as possible.

"I know! She answered the phone first and I didn’t recognize her voice…….. Spencer, she knows."

My heart sinks, it falls into a pit of hell. Karma right? Of course. "Oh fuck Alexa, this isn’t fucking good!" I hang up on her and throw my phone across the room running down my stairs.

I call out for Ashley but I hear nothing, just the silence of my empty house and I’m scared now. I throw open my front door and I’m greeted with an empty driveway that had Ashley’s car in it not even a half hour ago. I fall to the floor backwards and just stare blankly at the emptiness. Great…… now guilt sucks.