Tell Me Lies A Novels & Stories

“I couldn’t walk for months.” My chest tightened. “I asked about you.” Her voice cracked slightly. “They told me you abandoned me.” “I didn’t.” “I know that now.” The room went completely still. “What changed?” Michelle looked back toward the camera. “I found the truth.” Hope flickered inside me. “The League manipulated everything.” Bella looked toward Sam. Sam remained silent. Michelle nodded slowly. “They lied about you.” Another pause. “They lied about Jasmine.” My heart skipped. “They lied about Bella.” Bella blinked.

The silence is relaxing and beautiful-- this is what I need and what I want, the responsibility, guilt, and regrets were eating me alive but realizing and taking my time changed everything especially when Leira came into my life, the first time I saw her smile at me, while her little hands held my finger-- that's when I knew that I found the thing I've been looking for and it took me months to realize that but it was all worth it. The lies-- were made for someone to believe what they're not supposed to know and it's something we can't even avoid, lying and keeping secrets. When we love someone we intend to lie to keep them safe-- some were to keep them, it's not something to be proud of but

Laurel suddenly said in a gloomy tone, "And then you'll be the heiress of a rich family, and the three of us will still be poor." I promised them immediately, "Don't worry. I'll make it worth your while. Enough talking. First, we make them tell us where my real parents are." The three of them tied up the fake parents again. To keep them from escaping this time, they tied them extra tight. Then, they splashed water on them to wake them up. "Talk! Where did you hide my parents?" I demanded. At first, the three of them stayed stubbornly silent. I didn't waste words. If they didn't talk, I shocked them. In the end, they couldn't take it anymore and finally told the truth.

When I finally picked up, the first thing she said was, “Honey, I’m feeling really unwell today. Can you wire me two thousand dollars? I need to get more asthma medication.” Hearing her voice, a scoff surfaced in my heart. She had no idea I had uncovered her lies. She still thought I was the same gullible fool she could push around. If I sent her the money now, she would definitely use it to refill Derek’s medication. With that thought, I replied coldly, “I’m in the hospital. I don’t have money to send you.”

All of which were true, even if the truth itself was a lie. When Noah graduated college, I cried harder than I had in years. He got a job in New York big lights, big stage, big world. I packed his bags and kissed his forehead. “Call me every Sunday,” I said, fighting tears. He hugged me so tightly that I almost broke and told him everything. But I didn’t. Months passed. Then one Sunday, his voice sounded different. “Mom… I met someone. Well, not like that. A man. Older. He hired me. We talk a lot.”

The security understood that these kids aren’t going to leave him unless he answers them. “You both are the poor dead girl’s friend. I will tell you what I know, but you need to swear you won’t research further about it. It’s the detective’s job,” he said sitting on a chair looking exhausted. “We won’t do any further research,” Tiffany assured him. Wes looked at her. She can guess what he’s thinking right now. ‘You are lying,’ ‘Lying is in everyone’s blood,’ Tiffany thought to herself and turned back at the security.

I asked. "I don't know how to explain but I am sure you will kill me for that, " I rose my brows in confusion, "why would I kill you? what had you done?" I asked back to back. "I lied to you bout something, " He says. "What is it?" "Elina, what she told you in the hospital when you thought she lost her memory was right, I lied to you about her health condition she was all fine but-" Then he stopped in the middle of speaking out of the blue.

"Maybe we should get them out of here first. The medics are waiting up top. We can talk about this later." "No," Lila said. "We talk about it now while it is still fresh. Because if I walk away from this without saying it I am going to explode." She pointed at me. "You have been lying to me for years. About them. About what happened. About who you are. And I find out like this? In a hole full of water with your clothes half off?" I laughed once. It sounded ugly even to me.

Another lie. How many more before everything falls apart?

~ A M E L I A ~ ‘Your eyes lose their sparkle when you lie to me, that’s how I know you’re lying.’ Taken aback, I genuinely had no idea what to say to him. Had he been paying attention to me that much to know when I was lying through my eyes? I couldn’t believe it… ‘Deep down, I think you knew that too, which is why sometimes when you lie, you don’t look me in the eyes, which is another tell for me.’