Julia picked up the phone, pushing a few buttons when a voice mail note started playing.

“Well, you little stuck up floozy. Yeah, you heard me, Julia.” Julia stiffened, hearing the voice she knew too goddamn well.

“I heard you’re talking to Andrew again, are you? Well I’m here to say, that he doesn’t need you. He doesn’t need your fake bitchy ass, because he has me, and my REAL tits.” Julia gulped. Ashley alway did this, no matter what the consequences were.

“He’s got me, and he doesn’t need you anymore. So why don’t you just.. kill yourself? I’m sure Andrew would be mighty happy to hear you’re gone..” Ashley cackled into the phone. “Well, it’s my time to go. I’llsee myself out to Andrew’s bed.. maybe he has something for me, Julia.”

Julia slammed the phone down as the voice mail note ended.