U Lie In April Novels & Stories

“Go away!” “Open the door!” “No!” “You know I won’t leave till you open the door, Maeve. You have to come out anyway, so just open it.” “Ughhh!” Maeve threw the covers off her body and climbed out of the bed, stomping towards the door. She turned the key in the lock and pulled it open, revealing her best friend, Imogen, standing by the door in a silk gown and fur coat. “Why the hell are you disturbing my sleep?”

I did tell her that I may be back in two years time, but that decision was indefinite. Finally I called Ana and Louise, my two best friends. I called them both and joined the lines to make a three way conversation. "Hey Kai, what're you calling so early for? You're not normally awake until like, two in the afternoon on a Sunday." Louise teased. "Did something happen last night? Oh my god, don't tell me that you got cornered by those guys from last night? You did kick their asses right." "I didn't bump into them." I lied smoothly. "Listen, um… I won't be able to see you guys for a long time."

April showed up at my house about half an hour later to stay the night. I was excited to see April because now I could talk about how I am feeling. I had so many feelings that were going on inside of me that I don't exactly know how to contain them and figure them out. I told April about the entire date even the part about making love under the waterfall. She looks surprised to hear that I had lost my virginity that way but, at least it was with my fated mate.

Her words stayed in my head long after I left the hospital. The evening air was cool as I walked through the parking lot. My driver was parked a few rows down. I hugged my arms around myself, still thinking about Justina’s apology. Maybe Judi was just someone who’d lost control, nonetheless, she's too open. Her anger can present her as a tool for anyone to use against us. I was halfway to the car when I saw movement near the entrance. A tall figure in a black hoodie stood by the corner of the building, facing me.

“Where are you going Iris?” “I am going to go dance,” I spoke flatly. He tilted his head, confused. I tried to sum it up for him. “Are you going to join me or should I find someone else to dance with?” A look appeared on his face. I couldn’t tell you if it was anger, annoyance, or even just complete shock. He closed his mouth, before standing up. He took hold of my hand, before looking down at them.

he said. “Paul,” she said. And then she stopped, because some things don’t need to be finished. “I know,” he said again. Leo called an hour later, from his university, in the middle of what was apparently a lecture he had walked out of when he saw the photograph on his phone. He was slightly breathless and entirely himself — the same Leo who had left a cactus outside Paul’s door years ago, who had followed Ana’s lead in everything and in doing so had always, somehow, ended up in exactly the right place.

I close my eyes. Let myself lean into him. "I'm not doing it for you," I whisper back. "I'm doing it for her." "I know." He pulls back to look at me. "That makes it mean even more." Liam wakes up with a snort. "What'd I miss?" "April's a match," Tyler says. Liam's face lights up. He crosses to me and pulls me into a hug that lifts me off my feet. "You beautiful, brave, incredible woman," he says. "Thank you."

“I came too late, didn’t I, Lucy? “It’s alright. I’ll take you home now.” Gritting my teeth against the pain in my abdomen, I hoisted Lucy onto my back. “Wham!” The pain was so intense that my leg gave out. Lucy slipped from my grasp and hit the ground hard. “I’m sorry, Lucy!” I cried. Sinking to my heels, I tried to get her onto my back again. As I leaned close to Lucy, maggots crawled out of her pale, lifeless ears. The gruesome fact that Lucy was dead stared me right in the face.

The photo showed their hands tightly clasped together at sunset. The Patek Philippe watch Lincoln had thrown away was back on his wrist. The caption read, "She said love comes without warning. I said I'd never stop hoping she'd feel the same." My finger slipped and I accidentally liked the post. I quickly unliked it. Gina showed no reaction. By the time I got home, it was late. I had not eaten all day, so I made myself a bowl of instant noodles.

It took me extra seconds to realize I was gawking at him. Oh My God. I quickly looked away in embarrassment, releasing my pent-up breath. Jesus. What the heck, Willow? He laughed. It was a husky, croaky sound. “Where's April?” “She…uh…she had to go home with some friends. A group project.” Those were the lies April made me memorize just in case her Father asked about her. “And you? Why didn't you go with them?” I looked at him. Something about the question felt so genuine that it almost had me tearing up.