Said I Loved You But I Lied Novels & Stories

"Please be home. Please, please, please—" His mind was replaying everything. Every moment he'd pushed her away. Every time she'd looked at him with hope in her eyes and he'd crushed it with carefully chosen words designed to hurt. 'I don't love you.' The biggest lie he'd ever told anyone in his life. And now she was dying because of him. Because he did love her. Because the spell had known the truth even when he'd refused to say it. "I love you," he sobbed. "I love you, I love you, fuck, Peggy, I love you—"

“ I love you too” ***

“Too bad I can’t believe you because everything about us was a lie. God, I fell in love with you, and you were lying the entire time.” My throat clogs with emotion. “You love me?” I ask hoarsely. “I thought I did,” she answers quietly, walking past me and throwing the suitcase on her bed. “I thought I loved you more than I’ve ever loved someone else. Now I don’t know what I feel. It’s hard to love something when everything’s a lie.”

“You can’t possibly believe…” I pursed my lips and stepped back towards the door. “You know what? Believe that. Swallow down whatever shit you want to. I’m out of here.” I turned to the door and grabbed hold of the handle, then spun back to Tristan, stabbing my finger in his direction. “You came to me, Tristan! You were the one who came to me like a child who couldn’t control himself. You said you were in love!” “I lied.” Tristan said through his teeth. “I must have been mad, thought the sex was fun.”

she fired at him. “I am not lying right now Arielle, I know the things I said before, I know I made you believe I don’t care about you but I was lying then, not now, right now, I am telling you the truth, I love you Arielle, I care about you, I want you to be safe, I was stupid to assume you will be safer without me but that’s a lie, I am sorry Arielle, I lied before but not now, I just love you,”

I said, repeating my lie. He looked worried, but he didn't press me. He walked over, kissed my temple, and snuggled me closer. He whispered in my ear, "We love you; you know that, right?" I nodded, a lump forming in my throat. My love for them was boundless, surpassing anything else. They were more than just friends to me; they were my soulmates, my everything. The weight of the secret I had been carrying was becoming unbearable. It was time for the truth to come out.

I love you so much my naughty little one, I love you so much that the more I wanted to forget you, the more you got into my mind and heart. -Marco, I lied to you. I'm not pregnant...

The grief, pain, and screams all at once returned In droves. "If he truly misses he would have called but he didn’t, he truly misses me he would have responded to the messages I sent but he didn’t, if he truly misses me he would have visited or let me visit but you what! He didn’t" I just had to stop talking; I have nothing to say right now, if I continue talking I would burst into tears. After so many years, of believable lies and fake love, I can’t deal with this anymore. He doesn’t miss me, he doesn’t even care. "Dani!" He sighed

she remarked. He chuckled. "I feel happy every day, Ashley. My first love is my work. People fall in love in different ways—some choose a person, others choose success. I don’t need a woman to complete my happiness. I’ve been happy for a long time, and I don’t need love—romantic love to change that," he emphasized. Irritated, Ashley pulled the questionnaire from the folder, crumpled it, and tossed it into the trash. It was clear that she had lost interest in talking to him.