What Lies Between Us Movie Novels & Stories

“It helped my brain slow down.” “We’re both just messes, aren’t we?” I let out a small laugh as I wiped a tear off my cheek. Will climbed over me until he was practically laying on top of me, his face just inches from mine. “Only one of us is a mess and it is not you, Lexa,” He whispered as he lowered his lips toward mine.

"I didn't quite think about it when I called y'all. Uh...we could watch movies?" I scoffed. "You called us all here to watch a darned movie?" "We could watch Deadpool, or xXx: Return of Xander Cage or Fast and Furious..." I gave him a blank stare. No way did I come all the way here to watch stupid action movies. "Sam, we didn't come here to watch that. We're not going to watch that." Claire said, voicing my thoughts. Sam got up from the loveseat he was sitting on, with Josh and made his way towards the big flat screen in the room. He rummaged through a DVD box for the movie, ignoring Claire.

“Barely.” But I stayed. We sat in silence for the first ten minutes of the movie, the occasional scream from the TV breaking the quiet. James eventually got comfortable, legs stretched out, one arm slung lazily across the back of the couch. He looked too at ease in my space, like he belonged there. It was annoying. And comforting. And fucking confusing. “I ordered food,” he said out of nowhere. “You what?” “Yeah. You probably haven’t eaten anything that didn’t come in a crumpled paper bag in like, a week. You need real food.”

Just resignation. We stood there in the alley, the evening bleeding into darkness, while the future rearranged itself. My mind spun through the dominoes: two families, two armies, each with a hair-trigger, both convinced the other had fired the first shot. The outcome was so obvious it almost felt preordained. But then Alexander spoke again, the words so quiet I almost missed them: "We need to disappear for a few hours." I blinked. “Disappear?” “Yes.” “From both families?”

Lies had a way of resurfacing. And this one was already burning beneath her skin.

A tall officer called my name. “Yes,” I said, my voice small. “Come with me.” I shot Damon one last look. He didn’t even lift his head. My stomach twisted as I followed the officer into a small room. --- The room had one table, two chairs, and a buzzing light above. The officer sat, folding his hands. “So. Tell me what happened tonight.” “Nothing,” I blurted out. “I wasn’t drinking, I wasn’t fighting. I was just… there.”

"Yvonne was spreading rumors at the hospital, which caused a really bad public impact. I’ve resigned. “Just give me a little time, I will find a new job at a hospital here. That way, we can start over..." I had no desire to entangle myself with him any longer. Exhausted, I cut him off. "But, I’ve already made a new start." Tony froze, failing to process the words. "What do you mean, a new start?" Recalling Michael's text message from earlier, a wave of guilt washed over me. I forced the words out, "I already... have a boyfriend." Tony obviously didn't believe me, his brow furrowing as he demanded, "Who? I don't believe you could move on so quickly…"

He doesn’t say anything, but his presence is the only thing keeping me from falling apart. When Sabrina starts lying, really lying, my stomach twists so hard I have to grip the arm of the chair. And then she says it. The baby. The lie so big it feels like the air is sucked out of the room. I can’t breathe. I can’t think. I can’t... Evan’s hand finds mine under the table, squeezing once. “It’s okay,” he murmurs. “We knew she’d go low.” But not that low. The PR team signals him. It’s time.

He ripped the Bluetooth off and threw it backward in frustration. "Aw!" Hade complained, but Jarred ignored him. As we waited for the green light, my eyes caught the giant screen on the side of a nearby building. The news broadcast flickered to life. The first image froze: a woman leaning inside a car, a pair of hands on her back, hugging her. The next angle: the same position—but another head was pressed close, almost as if they were kissing. I felt my stomach drop. My hands tightened on the seat.