I Cannot Tell a Lie

Chapter 1 - Aidan's POV

Written By: Summer Knight

I'm pretty sure some of this is in 3rd person. Sometimes I do that while writing and don't realize it, but I realized it towards the end and tried to fix what I saw. I will go back over it tomorrow and edit it better.

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"I need you to lie for me."

I sat across the table from the only person I deem trustworthy in this pathetic excuse of a world. Believe me I have thought about this for days on end, trying to think of someone - anyone really - that I could trust with my life - my reputation.

After about a week of wallowing in self pity - only being able to think of one person - I called everyone I could think of from high school. I called everyone I could think of who might possible know how to get in touch with this woman. The only catch was she didn't want to be found, especially by me I presume.

After calling a private investigator, he finally tracked her down. So now after four weeks of coming up with excuses of not being able to work - I'm a lawyer that can't lie at the moment - I have finally convinced this woman to have lunch with me. She costs a pretty penny too - two hundred dollars for one lunch, that I'm paying for.

I guess I deserved it though, I was the reason she was kicked out of the private school she loved so much. Well it's not as if her father couldn't buy her way into another one. I can't remember ever hearing about her parents around school though. I never knew what happened to her. She just disappeared in thin air, which I now know was all the way across the world - to California.

Anyway back to the matter at hand. I am now sitting across from the women who was once the girl that hated me more than anyone else in world. Let's hope she can get over that.

I bet you're wondering why I need her so bad. Why she's the only person I can trust. Well for you to understand that I will have to give you a little background information. I grew up in New York City, went to a prestigious prep school, got everything I could possibly want, and went on to become a successful lawyer. I've never had a problem with this before, but I am also not dumb enough to believe I can trust anyone.

The only person I've ever been able to trust is this woman. I've always got the feeling of being completely comfortable around her. She never was the kind of girl who would do childish things to get to the top of the A-list, she just lived her life trying to avoid the drama. I had a part - small, but significant - in ruining her dreams. She was never the kind to rat someone out, even though she could have. She had the chance and yet she backed me up.

Since that day I haven't gone out of my way to see her because I never had any reason to. She was something special, but not special enough for my attention. I am Aidan James Thomspon, no girl is worth my attention - until now of course.

All because that bitch of a woman he knew he should have never taken out in the first place! He wanted to punch something just thinking about her.

4 weeks ago -

"Aidan were going out to eat tonight." No? Is that even an option? He knew he didn't like this girl. He knew he should have never asked her out, but how could he ignore that sexy ass body. Curves in all the right places. She was also a brunette and he could never turn down a brunette this sexy. He never really was much into blondes. Not since high school anyway.

"Yea sure baby." bleck. I want to barf. I don't like keeping women around for more than a week or two, but for some reason this girl had weaseled her way in for about a month now. He had to put an end to this.

"You know what Jasmine? I think I have a better idea." She turned to look at him slowly and he smirked.

"Oh and what is that?" He could see her eyes darken a bit, but he was sure it was from desire. I guess she will be getting a surprise. He chuckled on the inside a bit.

"I think I'm going to get going and dinner is a no-go. I'm tired of this" He said pointing between him and her. "I have better things to do." He knew she caught what he meant, better women to do.

"This is the worst mistake you will ever make young man." Young man? My mother calls me that. Eww. Definitely won't be coming back for more.

"Sure, sure. Not like I haven't heard that one before." He walked out the door happy he never had to deal with that bitch again. She was crazy and controlling. Always telling him what to do. Way too clingy.

He drove himself home in his silver porsche - his baby.

When he got inside his apartment he saw a letter taped to his refrigerator. So he walked up to get it. It looked like Jasmine's handwriting. How would she get in here? She's a creeper. Maybe I should move?

Dear Aidan:

Like I said before you have made the biggest mistake of you life. I will make your life miserable. After some quick thinking I have come up with my punishment. There is so much you don't know about me and your ignorance makes me smile.

The second you picked up this wonderful letter, you were cursed. Yes, cursed. You may not believe this, but it makes no difference to me.

Over the time we dated I picked up a few things from you. You are a lier. You lie so much that I doubt you even realize you are doing it. You are now no longer allowed to lie. At the start of a lie you will feel an excruciating pain throughout your head. If you finish the lie, you will die.

Good luck.

Also, there is only one way to get rid of this curse. That is to find your soulmate. The one that was always meant for you. Remember that most people go their entire lives without finding that one person.

Yours Truly,

Jasmine Bach

Present:

That would be the reason I am sitting across from this woman. The only person I've come across that is a trustworthy person. Someone who won't sell him out to help herself. I'm selfish and I know that, but that's how I was raised and I like it.

I need her to stand by me and lie for me.

Of course I would love to get rid of this curse. It is proving to be quite to obstacle. I tried telling my mother I had plans so I couldn't go for dinner the other night and I felt as if my head would explode so I settled on just tell her I wouldn't go and making her angry. Women are always angry.

The sad truth is that I'm not stupid enough to believe I can actually find my soulmate though. I mean this whole situation feels like some nightmare. I don't want to spend the rest of my life with someone, especially not one of these uptight spoiled brats I've been dealing with. With my luck, my soulmate would be one of them.

So the easy way out would be to hire an assistant. Someone to talk for me. Someone who won't blab to the world what is really going on.

The only person who has proved herself and never once ratted me out is now sitting across from me, with a death glare.