Lie to Me

It's easy to tell a lie.

“Lie to me,” she said. “Lie to me, make everything better.”

Lie to her?

She didn’t know what to do. Once upon a time, she wouldn’t have hesitated at all. It was easy to say that you’d always be there when they needed you; it was even relatively easy to make that come true once.

Keeping the promise, however, wasn’t easy at all.

She knew the pain of betrayal. She knew what her friend needed; or thought she needed.

She could lie. She knew she could. It wasn’t hard to tell a few well-placed lies, comfort her friend with untruths that would be revealed whether she wanted it to or not. Lying, she thought, was a skill like any other, and you needed talent to distinguish lies from truth; you needed talent to tell them, too.

It would be a betrayal to her principles, and she knew she’d find a way to assuage herself: it was not for her, she hadn’t done it with no reason, it was no big deal; but there was still the nagging thought.

It would be a betrayal.

But there she was. Black stripes and tear tracks on her face, her eyes desperate and yet with a tiny shimmer of hope.

Lie to me.

Make it better.

And she did.

Author's Note

There's no 'depressing' or 'sad' category, so for lack of something better I put it in 'Teen & Young Adult'.
Wrote this when I was searching for Lie to Me -the show- fanfiction, and the phrase "Lie to Me" just appealed to me!

Reviews

[Larry Dyson]

why do we seem to think ..telling someone we are there for them without having some time limit on the assurance....TODAY I AM THERE FOR YOU....All we really have is today.. yesterday is gone today is fleeting anf who knows of tomorrow?

[Emma Lee]

I love it, it's simple and it's truthful.

Your a great writer and you should make it far if you continue writing like this. ^^

~ Love Emily