A/N:
I just admitted the truth of one of the biggest lies I've ever told.. soo... decided to let everything out through this fic. Enjoy.
~Heron
Don't Lie
"I can't do this anymore, dude. I hate myself for it," Stan whispered into Kyle's ear.
"Can't do what anymore..?"
"Lie to you. It was the biggest mistake of my life. And ever since it happened, I've been trying to hide it and cover it up. I just... the only reason why I didn't tell you is because I knew if I did, we'd be over," the noirette sobbed, clinging to his boyfriend's jacket.
"Stan, what? What did you lie about?" Kyle asked, worry flooding into his tone.
"Wendy. I've been seeing her, Kyle. I cheated on you."
The Jew's heart nearly stopped, and he felt the pain rip through his chest. No! He mentally screamed.
"W-what..?" Kyle was barely able to get the word out.
"I cheated on you with Wendy. A lot. I've been seeing her when I said I was going to the library. Kyle, I'm so sorry. You know how lying makes me feel sick. I can feel the bile in the back of my throat as I tell you this. And I completely regret-"
"You cheated on me?" the ginger shrieked, eyes filling with tears. "You lied to me, Stan! How could you!" Kyle's words were like a good slap to the face, but Stan knew he deserved them.
"Kyle, I'm so sorry. I regret every minute of it- and I just.. I know you're going to hate me."
The Jew just stood there, staring at Stan with disgust and shock in his eyes. He had cheated. The raven shivered from the silence, and the cool breeze that passed. He looked up, and could tell it was going to rain. At least it will hide my tears, he thought.
"Kyle... Please, I'm sorr-"
"Just.. wow," Kyle muttered before walking away, the rain starting to fall. Kyle left Stan in the rain, crying and over flowing with remorse.
Stan trudged home in the pouring rain, not minding the cold, unpleasant wet surrounding him. When he finally got home, he was greeted by a drunk father.
"STAN! Wh-where were you..?" he asked, swaying. The noirette stood in the doorway, silent.
"T-TELL MEE! Don't lie, Stanley. L-lying is bad."
"I know it is," he whispered before running up the stairs, trying to hide the tears falling from his blood shot eyes. When he got into his room, he didn't hesitate to lock the door. Panting and sobbing, his knees gave out. He pressed his back against the door, and slid slowly down it. Stan shut his eyes, trying to hold back the tears. His chest was aching. He hated himself for cheating, and lying. But he hated himself for telling the truth, too.
His phone started ringing, and he whipped it out, eager to see if it was Kyle calling.
It was Wendy.
He chucked his phone at the wall, and watched as it smashed into a bunch of pieces.
And Stan sat there, back pressed against his door, welling in his own tears and sadness.
"Don't lie," he whispered.
A/N:
Yeah, I know. Terrible ending. But deal with it. Some of the dialogue in this was actually used in the conversation I had. And, NO. I didn't cheat on anybody. My situation is different. I just decided to change some things around in order to have it fit with these two. Review?
~Heron