It's called a lie.

Amberla93 · 2011-03-31T08:20:37Z

“I called you, because I needed you to know something.” She said, looking down at her hands. “Tell me, please.” He whispered. “I never stopped loving you,” she said softly. “There was never anyone else. I needed you to know that. I’m sorry.” Sitting on the couch, she watched him. Trying to see if what she had told him had sunk in. He was shocked, and could not believe what he was hearing. “You told me you didn’t care.” He whispered softly. “I know what I told you,” she replied. Turning to her, he placed a hand on her cheek. “I don’t understand.” Slowly she removed his hand from her face, but refused to let it go. “It’s called a lie.” She said simply, praying that she wouldn’t begin to cry. “Tell me, please tell me why. Why, or at least how you could do that to me… to us.” That was it; the tears began to fall slowly from her eyes. She had to look away from his face. So, she looked down, but he pulled her face back up. “Please, I need to know. You owe me that, at the very least.” Blinking away her tears, or at least trying to, she answered. “It doesn’t matter. You were better off without me, and… I didn’t deserve you.” “Are you mad?” he whispered. “I loved you, and you did everything you could to push me away. You left me! For months, I couldn’t contact you in any way! I called, I came by, and I searched for you everywhere I thought you would be! What did you do, stay locked in your room?!” “Pretty much,” she mumbled. “I don’t believe this! Tell me there is something more! You did not make me live without you for so long, just because you were feeling insecure! Why did you even call me here?! I thought you’d give me an answer!” He was angry, and she knew he had every right to be. “I…” She began, but his phone went off with a loud shrill in the otherwise silent room. He picked it up, and looked at the number.“I’m sorry, I have to take this. It’s my mom.” He stood up from the couch as he answered and began pacing like he always did when he was on the phone. If she hadn’t been so scared and upset at the thought her plan would fail, she would have smiled at the memory. “Hello? - Yes, I’m still here… You know why… Fine… Bye.” He snapped his cell phone shut. “Look, she’s mad I even came. I have to go.” “No,” her voice almost came out in a squeak. “Then, give me a reason to stay. Tell me the truth.” “You’d hate me. You say you love me now… but you don’t know.” His phone beeped again, this time it was a text. He read it, quickly and said. “Look, I don’t have time for this. I love you, but I can’t. Not if you won’t let me in.” And with that, he pressed a kiss on her forehead and left. She watched him go, shut the front door behind him. It felt like he was leaving forever, and she couldn’t blame him. But how, how could she tell him now? It was over, yes but would he forgive her? Could she bare it if he didn’t? Closing her eyes, she let her mind remember all those awful days, the reason for the separation that nearly destroyed them both. “I’m sorry.” The doctor had said. “You have leukemia. At this stage, I’m not sure how much we can do.” That day, she felt as if her heart had been torn to shreds. Yet, her first thought was about him. What would he do? So she had hatched a plan, she would break up with him, make him hate her. It would be easier for him when she… bit the dust. It was the hardest thing she had ever done. She lied though her teeth, telling him she didn’t care how much they’d been through, how much he claimed to love her. That she had found someone else. All of it… it was like acid burning her tongue. If he only knew what telling him that did to her. It felt like thrusting knives into her heart, as well as his. But at the time, she believed it for the best. That it was what would help him the most. That was how she made it through, thinking it would make it easier for him in the end. But now, now the cancer was gone. For months, the only place she had been was that wretched hospital. Filling her body so full of radiation, she wasn’t sure how much more she could take… The only thing she was grateful for was that, by some miracle she hadn’t lost her long dark hair. Then the blessed day came, after so much pain… the doctor came in with a smile on his face. “You, my dear are nothing short of a medical miracle. I was sure there would be little we could do, but your cancer is gone. It’s just gone, completely, as if it was never even there.” She remembered the outburst of joy her mother had. “Of course, we’ll keep a check on it, but for now, you may go home.” The first thing she did was call him; she could no longer stand the thought of him thinking that she didn’t love him, even if she couldn’t tell him why she left. Bringing her out of her memories she heard the door bell ring. She wiped the tears from her eyes and went to answer it. When she opened the door, he was standing there. “What are you…?” She began “No,” He interrupted. Stepping inside he took her into his arms, and pressed his lips to hers. “I can’t live without you anymore.” He whispered when he pulled back. “Please, don’t make me.” She burst into tears, and pulled him inside. Closing the door behind them she said, “You may want to sit down.” They returned to their place on the couch and she told him all that she could. Not caring if she shouldn’t. Telling him the truth felt too good. When she had finished, he took her into his arms again. She breathed in the smell of him, wishing she could make the moment last forever, but he pulled away all too soon. “You truly are a foolish girl.” He said, brushing her hair away from her face. “If I had only known… I would have been there with you every step of the way… I wish you had told me the truth.” “I couldn’t,” she admitted softly. “I was too afraid, if I had died… I thought it would be easier for you if you hated me.” “I could never, ever hate you. You are my life. When you told me that you didn’t love me anymore, I thought I would die without you.” She leaned against him, unwilling to let him go. “It’s called a lie.” She whispered into his chest. “But I will never lie to you again.”

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Sun Apr 03, 2011 11:19 pm

Amberla93 says... · Sun Apr 03, 2011 11:19 pm

I just want to say thank you to all of you for the reviews. I'm very grateful for all of the advice. And I'm glad those of you who liked it, liked it.

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Mon Apr 04, 2011 12:22 am

MyName says... · Mon Apr 04, 2011 12:22 am

Hey!
Your story was an entertaining read. I liked how you didn't use names because then it didn't distract from the story and conflict. I do have to say, however, that cancer is a widely used medical illness so it was kind of a cliche, but overall, I liked it.

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Mon Apr 04, 2011 12:55 am

MarciEvans says... · Mon Apr 04, 2011 12:55 am

This Is really good! It caught my attention after the first sentence!!

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Mon Apr 04, 2011 11:50 pm

Glauke says... · Mon Apr 04, 2011 11:50 pm

OMG!!! Love it! Love it! Love it!!!!!!!! This is an amazing story!!!!!! The only thing that I would change would be the setting. What kind of atmosphere is it???? Other than that, this is a heartfelt, compassionate story. Again: Love it!

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Tue Apr 05, 2011 2:48 pm

rememberdecember says... · Tue Apr 05, 2011 2:48 pm

Awh this story is so sweet. I especially liked it when she was leadin up to tell him why she hadn't been in touch and I also loved th ending. Overall this story is just breath taking. keep writing:)

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Fri Apr 08, 2011 5:07 am

Cassie9960 says... · Fri Apr 08, 2011 5:07 am

This was really sad and sweet and touching. You are an amazing writer

I really want to read more of your works!!
Happy Writing
~Cassie

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