An Honest Lie Novels & Stories

“ Maybe after breakfast, “ replied Anu, dryly. “ hmm…….“ “ I didn't see his car outside, i guess he left already “ said Masha hoping for a response from Anu, nevertheless she got nothing in response. Masha looked away, gathering her words before speaking while Anu was adding sugar in the boiling milk. “ Why did you lie to him ?” There comes Masha’s question, alerting Anu. “ What lie ?” retired Anu without looking at Masha. “ Not telling the whole truth can be considered as lying Anu, ” said Masha hesitating a bit as it’s a sensitive topic for Anu. Anu stayed silent.

I slowly rubbed my forehead as I tried to think of a reasonable lie. After a couple of minutes, I couldn't come up with anything to tell him. It dawned on me that if I want him to convince Whitney to forgive me and agree to be my mate, I would have to tell him the truth. Gosh! It is such a difficult thing to say, but I guess I am left with no other choice since I desperately want her. Only the truth can help me now. Telling Henry lies will only make things worse cos Whitney is bound to get furious if she finds out that I lied to him and that would make her hatred for me intensify.

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.

W-What the hell had she done? The storybook in Palmer’s arms hit the ground with a thud. Palmer shook her head, trying to dissociate herself from the incident. “Theo said Aunt Lucy tried to hit on him, so I lied, saying she stole my bracelet. I didn’t kill Aunt Lucy…” Picking up on trouble, Theo’s friend made a hasty retreat. Initially, Theo was tempted to make a run for it, but Giselle and Palmer stopped him. “You’re not going anywhere. You’re coming with us to apologize to Dean.”

“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.