Lying From You

It All Was A Lie, Wasn't It?

"Sam?"

"Oh my Gosh! Sweetie were you in the shower?"

"No I was asleep though.." Noelle lied.

"I'm so sorry! I would of called but I left your number with my husband, is he here?"

"Yeah he got the second shift of the shower. The plumbing doesn't work yet in the guesthouse. Can I get you anything to drink?" Noelle felt faint, like the room was spinning.

"Are you okay? You don't look so good." Sam followed Noelle into the kitchen.

"Work has been stressing me out. We were working on the band's contract tonight."

"Oh really?! Are we gonna be millionaires?!" Samantha beamed.

"I can't say..." Noelle gave a small smile.

"Aw, come on... we're friends right?! How many zeros?"

"I wish I could Sam... but I can't. Um... ugh... I really should go back to bed. Please... help yourself to anything you want... um.. the guesthouse should be locked I'm sure your husband has the key. Goodnight Sam..."

"Sweetie , you're shaking... and you just look like you're about to fall to pieces! What's wrong? Has Chester been a complete nightmare?"

"No. I barely notice he's here. He sticks to himself for the most part. Goodnight." Noelle bolted down the hall , shut & locked her bedroom door.

Moments later, Chester appeared from the bathroom all cleansed with a towel around his waist.

"Sam?"

"Hey baby!" She walked over and placed a kiss upon her husband's lips.  The same lips that were pressed against Noelle's minutes ago. The vocalist's first immediate thought was Noelle... was she okay?

"I... I thought you weren't supposed to be back until next week."

Meanwhile, Noelle leaned against her door to hear the spouses talk in the hallway outside the bathroom, which is right by her bedroom door.

"Well gosh.., don't act too happy to see me now, Chester."

"No... I am... I'm... I'm glad to see you." His tone unconvincing.

"So..." Sam folded her arms waiting for her husband to talk.

"So?"

"Did you find out?"

"Find out what?"

"How much we're getting!"

"What? Sam... I-"

"I thought that was the whole point of you staying here?! Was it not? Remember, get close to her and then find out any bit of detail you can get about the contract. Do I have to do everything?!"

Noelle covered her mouth in disbelief. Sharp pains invading the middle of her chest as she overheard the couple's manipulative plan. Deep down she knew things with Chester were too good to be true. The genuine things he did, the effort he put into making the brunette happy, it was all an act. There was a motive. There's always a motive.

"Will you be quiet?! Her room is right there." Chester seethed.

"How would you know where her room is?" Sam snapped.

"Jesus Christ, I'm not doing this with you."

"I left you alone with her in hopes you could charm your way into a sweet deal, and you fucked it up!"

"I'm not doing this with you right now. I'm going to bed."

"Did you fuck her?"

"Shut up!" Chester raised his voice.