Stop Lying To Me Novels & Stories

“Look, I don't know what to tell you, Jess. I’ve told you already. I got lucky and won a lottery. I don’t know what you want to hear.” “I know you. I know when you’re lying. You didn’t win any lottery. Tell me the truth. I'm your best friend, remember? You don’t have any reason to lie to me.” “Can we just drop the conversation? I already told you. You’re right. I have no reason to lie to you, that’s why I told you the truth.” I was sure that if she pushed any further I would have said something. I was getting annoyed with her constantly asking me.

“I’m sorry, Noah, but I can’t be around you right now if you’re going to keep lying to me. Please tell me the truth and then I can call the authorities and—" “Listen to me! I’m not lying to you!” “Prove it!” “What the hell? How do you expect me to do that? Can you prove that I did it? That’s nuts! Stop accusing me of all this. Come back and we can talk about it.” I shook my head quickly, refusing to let him work his way into my head again. “No. I don’t believe you, and I can’t be with you anymore. I just can’t do it. I’m leaving! And I’m telling everyone!”

The moment where I had to choose between keeping it going and being honest. "I don't think I do, actually," I said, and the second the words came out, I felt lighter. Amber's face went white. "What?" "I don't think I want to do this anymore." "You're serious right now?" "Yeah. I'm serious." "Is there someone else?" She asked it fast, like she already knew the answer. Like she'd been suspecting it. And the thing is, I couldn't lie. Not anymore. Not about this.

“The truth about what?” “About why you’re really going.” His eyes held mine. “Is there a new message?” My throat went dry. I hated that he knew where to press. “No,” I lied. Adrian’s gaze sharpened. “Mira.” My name again. Quiet. Controlled. Like a leash tightening. “Stop doing that,” I whispered. “Then stop lying,” he replied. I reached into my bag and pulled out my phone so fast my fingers shook. I didn’t hand it to him. I showed him the screen.

This is her forte. I nodded slowly, my eyes still filled with uncertainty. "But what if they don't believe me? What if they think I'm lying?" "Then you have to trust that the truth will come out," Sarah said, her voice firm. I clenched my fists under the table. Well, Sarah, that’s exactly what I’m trying to avoid here. I don't want the people to know the truth because they will know that all the accusations against me are true! "You can't let their lies control you. You have to be strong, Lester. You have to fight for what you believe in."

The table where everyone is still sitting, still waiting, still unaware of how much just changed on a street corner forty feet away. I push through it. And I decide, quietly and without announcing it to anyone, that *stop pretending you care* is the last sentence I am going to let stand unchallenged between us.

“Stop saying that.” “All right,” he said. “Then tell me you didn’t enjoy last night. I’ll even make a deal with you. If you can tell me, honestly, that you didn’t enjoy last night, I’ll drop the subject and never tempt you again.” She started to open her mouth to do just that, but he held up a finger stopping her. “But, it has to be an honest admission. No lying.” He crossed his arms back over his chest. “Now, did you enjoy everything I made you do last night?”

I shrunk back as I heard her question and I thought for a moment on whether or not I should keep lying to her. I’ve been lying for nearly a month now, and I wasn’t sure how much longer I could do it for, so I decided to come clean to her. “Yes,” my voice was shaky, timid, and shy, and as much as I wanted to look away from her piercing glare, her eyes seemed to have hypnotized mine into staring back at her and I couldn’t look away.

I ѕtіll want tо ѕаvе April, аnd for thаt rеаѕоn I nееd tо knоw thе truth. Whісhеvеr way I look аt the ѕіtuаtіоn, іt’ѕ thе ѕаmе. He’s lying to mе. There’s nоthіng I саn dо tо mаkе him stop.

“Are you okay?” “Yes.” I nodded once. It was a lie, and I was tired of lying to my best friend, but no matter how hard I tried, I just couldn't bring myself to stop. Perhaps, if all of the bad things stopped happening to me, then maybe I wouldn't have to lie all the time. “I'm fine. I just zoned out.”