Stop Lying To Me Romane & Geschichten

You came,” he said. I was told it was temporary sir, I replied Why did you want to quit? He asked, staring at me. I just needed a break, I lied. There was silence. His eyes didn’t move. My heart beat so loud I feared he could hear it. “Don’t lie to me,” he said softly, is anything bordering you? He asked me, I looked away and answered, "I don't want to talk about it, sir.”

He knew it in his heart. Wade’s head snapped toward him. “Don’t.” “She’s mine.” Wade’s aura flared. “I said don’t!” “Stop!” I pushed between them. “Both of you, stop it.” It was all I could do to keep myself sane Wade’s eyes locked onto mine. “Is it mine?” he asked again. “Tell me it’s not mine and I’ll leave now.” But I couldn’t answer. I couldn’t say anything. My lips quivered and I fell to my feet. How could I look him in the eye and lie to him? How could I do that now?

I ramble and talk quickly just so I can get it all out and over with, like ripping off a bandaid. Alice pauses for a moment and absorbs what I've said before nodding her head. "That's okay honey I understand, thank you for telling me. School kind of getting on top of you huh?" The concern in her voice cuts me like a knife, I really hate lying to her when she's been nothing but good to me. But I have to do it this way, legally I can't tell her the truth. 'Hey Alice, have to quit, my new super-rich hotel mogul sugar daddy hates me working shh don't tell anyone!' Yeah, that wouldn't work. "Yeah, I just really want to do well this year, so that's where I need to focus. I really am so sorry" I bi

“I want the truth.” The weight of his stare bore down on me, pressing into me like a physical force. I could feel the lies slipping from my tongue as I spoke, but I had no choice. “It was nothing,” I repeated, my voice quieter now, pleading. “Please, let go. You’re hurting me.”

He's lying. "You have." I countered. "I haven't." He replies, plopping on his bed. "Yes you have, talk to me" I pressed, taking the first forward. "It's stupid." He says falling back on the bed. "I don't care if it is, I want to know, so tell me." I demand another step forward.

My sister lied and accused me of cheating right in the middle of the college entrance exam, all to snatch my guaranteed spot in college. My results were voided, and I was banned from taking the exam for life. "I don't want her to stray from the straight and narrow…" My sister cried in front of the cameras, as if she were the victim here. Then, she took the acceptance letter from a famous college that should've been mine. She also stole my boyfriend and told everyone they were an official item. Eventually, she got her happily ever after. Meanwhile, I got into a car crash on my way to the precinct to clear my name and died a horrible death. When I opened my eyes again, I was back in the ex

“Last chance to stop this.” I lean back on my hands, let my thighs fall open wider, and look him straight in the eye. “I’m not stopping. Now take your clothes off and show me what you’ve been hiding from me.”

“You are lying…” “I have nothing to lie to you about, and you are the last person that I would consider thinking to lie to.” I said, stopping her. “I do not aim to impress you and if you are forgetting the facts that the two of us are nothing to each other for me to be fidgeting with lies to impress you.”

I sigh, and carefully roll off her, it's the hardest thing to do, harder than I am right now. Not letting Chilli answer, "Think we better stop." Ashamed at my lack of control, staring up at the ceiling. Feeling her confusion, I debate what to tell her, do I tell her everything, I can't, for one she'd properly feel it, but I don't want to, I want to be open and honest with her, even if it makes me look bad. "I'm so sorry, but if I don't stop right now, I will lose control", taking a deep breath, "If we keep going, I won't be able to stop myself."

“How’d you stop?” He smiles faintly, tired and sad. “I didn’t. Not right away. I just… got tired of pretending. One night I told my friend Ryan. He said, ‘Cool. Pass the chips.’ And I realized I’d been torturing myself for nothing.” Seth shrugs. “Not everyone’s like Ryan. But someone was. And it helped.” The silence between us stretches, but it isn’t sharp anymore. It’s soft, almost heavy in a different way. I slide my legs over the edge of my bed. “I don’t want to feel like this,” I say. My voice is quiet, raw. “I don’t want to lie to you. Or anyone. But I don’t know how to stop.”