You Lied Novels & Stories

Lied? You lied? What did you lie about? “This”… I gestured to the room without giving a proper explanation giving her a hand time to understand what I was saying. “I don't understand what you saying”. I moved closer to her and pulled both hands in mine, I took a deep breath before saying “ I lied about everyone hearing you last night”. “I am sure no one heard you because my room is soundproofed”. I looked at her and I could tell she was mad but I continued.

I cut him off, pointing out, "You may not know, but you touch your earlobe when you lie." His hand hung in mid-air, then dropped as he tried to pull me close. "It's not what you think. I can explain." I pulled up the video and shoved it to his face. "This is why you bailed on me seven times, right?" I looked him in the eye. He held me, flustered. "I had my reasons." I waited for him to continue, curious about the reasons that had pushed him to marry Vivian behind my back and lie for three years.

The words caught, useless, on my tongue. “I… I’m sorry,” I managed. My voice cracked. Tears blurred my vision. The next sound was the crash of glass. He’d hurled the flower jar to the floor; it shattered, water and petals spilling across the tiles. “Don’t you dare tell me that,” he spat. His jaw was tight, veins pulsing at his neck. “I trusted you, Brian. Why the hell would you lie to me?” I froze. The name hung heavy between us, like a lie that had nowhere left to hide.

BONUS CHAPTER (+2) ELIZA’S POV He lied. Not loudly. Not cruelly. Not in a way that could be easily pointed at and named. He lied softly, the way people do when they want to keep the peace, when they want to believe their own promises more than they want to keep them. “I’ll listen,” Lucien had said. He never did.

He lowered his eyes, his voice soft, almost like he might break at any moment. "At first, I just thought, if I said I was poor, maybe I'd get closer to you. Later, I didn't know how to take the lie back." "So you've been lying to me for five years?" I wanted to look him in the eyes, to see the truth in them, but he wouldn't meet my gaze. "You're an idiot..." I grabbed his shoulder, wanting to hit him, but when my hand was raised, I couldn't bring myself to do it.

I tossed my phone onto the bed and exhaled. "Well," I muttered, "that was… great. I actually lied to my best friend while her brother who blew my back out less than hours ago was right beside me." Adrian's eyes flicked up from the glass of water he was holding, his expression unreadable, though the faintest twitch at the corner of his mouth betrayed amusement. "You didn't lie," he said in that deep, gravel-warmed voice. "You just… didn't mention every detail." "Uh-huh." I narrowed my eyes. "And whose fault is that? If you weren't sitting here shirtless like it's a perfume advertisement—"

He said I was a rotten liar, but it was Rylan who lied! "Today, Dad chased me out of my room and made me live in the stairwell. The stairwell is so dark and cold. I'm so scared, but I'm also afraid Dad will get even angrier if I say anything. Will Dad stop being mad if I keep being a good boy? Will he stop blaming me?" …

He couldn't believe he had been so stupid. "This is a disaster," he admitted, looking away. Worry was etched across Rupa's features, reflecting her deep-seated concern. "I'm scared that you'll either lose business or get paid less if this keeps up," she said. "Before it's too late, we must do some damage control. We must show our faces. I think our best course of action is to lie low." Shahi's voice trembled nervously. "But if the news got out that I failed..."

I ran upstairs and got what I needed and went to Lia. "Lia... I need to confess something to you." I said and told her how I lied to her and sneaked out of the house for my own benefit and used her key to do it again. I didn't go into details about why I left but I had to confess that I lied to her. But after listening to that her face showed pain and hurt and I was not ready for that...

I loved the wrong man, he was my first and someone quoted it right ‘First is always a lie’ “Lana, baby, look at me…” “And you lied about my parents,” His neck locked, “No! I didn’t lie about anything, little one, what is wrong with you,” His caught red-handed guilt replied this time, the look on his face was clearly exposing him, he wasn’t that good hiding himself,