Love the way you lie

I want to hold a gun across your head, shoot a bullet through your chest,

I want to leave you for dead, so then I can finally be at rest.

I want to torment you with a knife, as I hear your heart violently beating,

I want to able to end your life, so I no longer remember any of this cheating.

I want to get lost into the night, as I give into the burning flame,

I want to do what is right, this is the way to get rid of the shame,

But I don't want to hurt you, not when you mean the world to me,

But you haven't been that true, even though to my heart you hold the key.

I'm lost and confused, with nothing making any sense,

But I know I've been used, not even I am that dense.

I've hit a new low, but I want to pick myself up,

Has this turned into some kinda tragic show, I wonder as I slowly sip from the devils cup

Lies. Deception. Betrayal. How long can you carry this on for? How long till everything becomes untangled? How much longer can you hide for?

You think you've done the right thing all this time but you then go on to realise that this is possibly the worst thing to have ever been done. And now you are just lost and confused, trying to make sense of everything.

Every game to be ever played always has some sort flip side and you have now entered into the most dangerous territory...

"I think I'm pregnant. :/"

His eyes stared at the screen in utter disbelief, not quite too sure what to comprehend. This could not possibly be happening. How could it be? How would he be able to explain himself now?

He pinched himself, hoping he was dreaming but when he felt the contact with his skin, he knew he would now be in the deepest trouble ever. This was one heck of a tricky situation that he knew would be a nightmare both to explain and get out of.

He let out a loud sigh in exasperation, clenching his fists and gritting his teeth before punching into the pale blue wall.

"Dammit," he groaned, as the force from the punch made its way up his arm. He rubbed aggressively at his arm trying to get rid of the pain.

He was in such a great dilemma, one that would prove very difficult to find a solution but he would find it any cost or find a suitable alternative.

Meet me in the park in 20 mins.

He put his phone in his pocket, grabbed his jacket and put on his shoes before making his way out the house.

He walked slowly, deep in thought as the sun shine was shining in the cool spring breeze. Fifteen minutes later, he sat waiting on a bench waiting for her to arrive. He didn't have to wait too long, as a minute or two later, he saw her strutting her way towards him, with a glistening smile that always made his heart melt.

"Well this is a nice surprise!" she exclaimed, as she embraced him with a hug and kiss on the cheek.

"Yeah, I needed to see you," he replied softly, holding her close to his chest.

He ran his fingers through her hair, placing gentle kisses on top of her head, never once letting go of her. After a few silent minutes had paced, he pushed her back with great force, watching her fall to the floor, before giving her stomach a forceful hard kick. She cried out in pain, trying to stop the tears making their way down her face, pleading for him to stop.

He ignored her cries, clenching his fists tightly and walked away from her.

"You stupid little bitch."

Hearts about to be shattered. Trust about to be destroyed. Waterworks about to make the saddest show.

There's only so long you can keep away before the truth slowly starts to erupt and everything it beyond your control. This is when all hell will break loose and there will be nothing, absolutely nothing you will be able to do.

All you can now do is watch as the scene unfolds before you in the most horrific sinister way known to man...

"Cee-cee, are you sure you're okay?" Aiden gave her a concerned look, as he handed her a glass of water and a paracetamol tablet.

"Yep, perfect!" she smiled, as she gulped down the water.

He didn't believe her in the slightest; she looked like she hadn't slept nor eaten in days and she kept clutching to her stomach, rubbing it every so often as if she were in a lot of pain. Her eyes were blood red shot and her face so skinny, her bones almost popping out.

"Cee-cee, what's wrong?" Aiden sat down next to her, gently placing his arm around her.

"Don't touch me!" she snapped as she flinched away from him.

This was totally out of character of her and he knew that something bad had happened and he knew who was responsible.

"What has Blake done to you Sienna?" his voice was firm and cold as he felt his blood boiling. If Blake had hurt her in any way or form, he would absolutely slaughter him. He knew that he wasn't any good for her but he just had to make her see sense.

"Shut up Aiden. What the hell do you know?! What right do you have to ask me anything?! JUST LEAVE ME THE HELL ALONE!" Sienna screamed at the top of her voice, before she picked up her bag and stormed off.

Sometimes things are too hard or painful to explain. You just can't get the words out. Or if you do it will all seem too real. And that's what terrifies you. Reality. You don't want to accept nor comprehend. But how much long can you hide away for?

"How the hell did this happen?!"

"I don't know, I really don't," she whispered through the tears that slowly made their way down her face. "What am I going to do?! I don't know what to do..."

"Well you do have options you know..."

"No I don't want to even think about that. I can't. This is such a mess!"

"It'll be fine. It will. We will find a way round it."

She looked at her friend whose face was now damp with the tears that had been continuously flowing over the last fifteen minutes. She wanted to help, she did but she didn't know what to do or what to say. Instead she wrapped her arms around her friend's shoulders, trying to console and calm her down.

Everything you once thought you knew and understood now has a complete different meaning. You can no longer differentiate from right to wrong, truth to lies, facts to fiction. Everything has become so jumbled up and is in a total mess.

You are slowly losing it all...

"We need to get you to hospital. Now!"


She said the world so simply, yet with so much emphasis, despite being so lifeless. She stared solemnly at the blank wall in front of her, her eyes blood shot red, with her hand over her stomach.

"For the love of god, look at the state of you! You look like you haven't eaten nor slept in days! You're killing yourself here and it's not healthy!"

"But I died so long ago. So long ago."

Again her words came out so lifeless and motionless. He stared at her, with helplessness. This was his mistake and he had to fix it. And of course there was only one viable option that would solve it all.

"I know what you're thinking. I can see it in your eyes." She slowly looked up, locking eyes with him. "But this is my decision and you have to stand by it."


"That's not my problem though. Is it?"

He looked at her in utter disbelief, shaking his head. How had this happened? He thought he had played it safe and been careful, yet how could he have been so careless at the exact same time?

Trying so hard not to hurt someone who is so dear to you, often almost proves to be impossible. You think you are doing the right thing by not uttering a sound. You feel the need to protect them. But the reality of the case is, the only person you are protecting here, is yourself...

"Have you eaten something today, dear?" The doctor asked, as she placed the blood pressure monitor around her small fragile arm.

"Yes," she whispered quietly, trying to avoid eye contact.

Even though the blood pressure hadn't been recorded yet, the doctor could tell, the young girl in front of her was lying through her teeth. Her blood-shot eyes and her fragile bony figure, clearly stated that she hadn't eaten anything nor slept in days. The doctor's worries were confirmed, when her blood pressure read lower than normal.

"Ok sweetheart, is everything ok?" The doctor's voice was calm yet concerned.

The young girl continued to avoid the gaze of the doctor and didn't utter a word. How could she? Everything seemed to be falling apart and she feared it was only going to get worse.

Ten minutes later, she came out, holding the prescription she had been given and sighed slightly.

"Everything ok...?"

She looked at him, without answering and looked down at her feet. After a moment or two, she sighed before meeting his gaze. She hadn't wanted anyone to come, but he had insisted that he had to come and make sure she was okay.

He could see the hollowness in her eyes and knew that nothing was fine, but knew her well enough to know that she would tell him in her own time.

Without uttering a word, he put his arms around her shoulder and led her towards the exit.

Just as they were about to head out, she caught a glimpse of a figure out of the corner in her eye and all of sudden, felt the blood boil inside her and energy consume her.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE?!" Her eyes full of fury, she met his, who looked almost ashamed and sheepish, as he wasn't alone. He knew why she was angry and she had every right to be so, until he saw who she was with.

"I could ask you the same thing sunshine," he retorted.

"Don't even play that game with me. You did this to me. You sent me here. What I want to know is why you are with HER."This time her eyes met hers and even though she was full of fury, it somewhat softened when saw the look of pain that greeted her eyes.

"That doesn't concern you honey. I don't need to give you a reason but just to ease your mind, I'm here for moral support."

He knew she knew he was lying as she always had that sixth sense of knowing, but he was too angry to care at that precise moment. All he knew was, when the truth came out, all hell would break loose. He had been hoping to avoid this, but luck clearly wasn't on his side.

The 4 of them stood there, all glaring at one another, trying to figure out the possibilities, all trying to avoid fearing the worst.

When you spin lie after lie after lie, even you end up believing what you've said and just go with it. See that's what happens when you get caught up into a web of lies; you say this, you say that and it comes to a point when you can't differentiate between what is true and what is false.

No matter how hard you try to deny the truth, it will always come out. ALWAYS.