Novel & Cerita An Honest Lie

I was confused, I didn't know if telling him the truth was a better idea because we are going into a business together and honesty goes a long way. “Andra and I…” “I had a face touch, did some surgery, that's why you couldn't recognize me earlier.” Hope cuts in. I was shocked to hear the lie she told, I didn't know if telling such a lie was a good idea or not. “I'm so sorry for not recognizing you.” Mr Jadhav apologized immediately. “This is not good.” Yolanda muttered to me. She has always been against lying to them because she knows the consequence of lying to your business partner.

I leaned back in my seat and added, "I'm giving you a chance now. Say the magic words. Break up with me. Don't worry. If anyone asks, I'll tell them that you were the one who dumped me so that won't hurt your ego anymore, right? Now, come on, say it. Say we're done so I can finally go home and sleep."

Every choice I made was mine, and it’s why it felt good at the time. I also justified my growing feelings for the blonde giant, and my being less than honest with the fact that it was a means of protection. An extra security or a simple omission that had the potential to save Papa Bear undo stress. He’ll never see it that way. Half-truth is a full lie, and as someone who clearly doesn’t trust easy……I know Rick could never forgive the fact that I was less than honest. If I told him I was sent by Luke to make sure that he was good, there would be half a chance.

“You didn’t hit your head or anything, so why pretend like you’ve got a concussion? Are you trying to gain sympathy from Pierce? “Holly isn’t even crying, but you, a grown woman, are crying in pain. Isn’t that a bit much?” Pierce’s fleeting concern vanished, replaced immediately by a look of disgust. “Stop pretending you’re some pitiful dying woman. Your sixty bright, shining years of life are written clear as day. You can’t fool me.” My heart ached as I knew that he was the one who had been lying to me all along. I thought back to the whirlwind marriage between me and Pierce, to the sweet, intimate days we had shared.

“How did you get so wise?” “Seventy-eight years of living.” She pulled me into a hug and let me cry on her shoulder. “Truth always wins in the end. You know why? Because lies need constant work. Someone has to keep feeding them. Truth just sits there. Harrison’s lies will fall apart eventually. We just have to outlast them.” “Will they really?” “Yes. Always. It might take time, but the truth is patient, and so are we.”

“So again… Why. Did. You. Lie?” My body is coiled, ready to strike. My hands are fisted at my side. I’m hoping, I’m praying that he just owns up to it. I want him to just be honest for once. “Because I had to.” His voice comes out soft and broken. “I had to lie because the truth would only destroy everything and everyone. I couldn’t… I couldn’t allow that to happen.” This is not an admission of what really happened, but it is a bit of truth. He really believes that his lie was meant to protect others. I just don’t know what he was protecting us from.

Next comes an ultimatum or a test. "Do you want me to be honest?" I'd never live if I were honest, but I've learned to lie with ease here. "Please. Entertain me." Be convincing. Be convincing. "I sleep better by you. You take great care of me, and I like your humor and laid back side, but you've damaged my trust. You hurt me, you killed my mom, and that day when we wrestled you were uncomfortable with my leg over you so I thought I'd turn it down a notch. I'm stressed and depressed. If I told you though I'd just get beaten...or poisoned." The lie comes naturally, and sounds much better than admitting my repulsion.

A deal almost too good to be true. Sometimes I think people want to be lied to. They want to enjoy the sensation of getting their just rewards. Even if it’s completely fake, the build-up is the same. And when you find out the truth, what have you lost? You’re in the same position as before, plus you had all that time when you were tricked into being happy. Meanwhile, my relentlessly honest approach has only gotten me sneers and accusations of being tactless. I guess I’m just not a fan of the well-meaning lie.

I didn't want to answer, but it clicked to me that maybe, if a conversation were to lighten the mood, I‘d be out of here sooner. I swallowed, not sure where he was going with this or what he wanted to hear. “Well, I… I suppose if it was really betrayal,” I said slowly, “I’d confront them. Ask them to be honest with me.” “Honesty,” he muttered, as if the word left a bad taste in his mouth. He let out a dark, humorless laugh. “Funny thing about honesty is that sometimes, it’s a lot easier to believe a lie.“

“Shame on you.” “But you do it all the time!” “Hey!” I pointed a finger at him. “I’ll have you know that I am an honest liar!” “What does that even mean?” “It means…” I placed a hand over my heart and stared into Ren’s eyes. “..That I put a lot of effort into lying and when I do lie, I honestly do it with all my heart and full of emotions that it makes you feel that I am telling the truth.” I smiled peacefully as soon as the words left my mouth as if I just gifted them a bit of my wisdom.