My Detective

Chapter 20- Truth or Lies

Leah's POV

"Alright, Stahl..why would you waste your gas to drop the damn files in my house? You could just email it to me, dumbass....yeah..yeah..whatever I'm hanging up!" I shake my head and throw my phone on the couch, massaging my nape that is worn out for today. My aching muscles begging for release. Today was a long day, it was stressful already and I came home in an empty house. Where the hell is Jennifer? It's getting late and if she ain't here in an hour my ass would get worried.

Grabbing the remote and turning on the television to kill time while waiting. I was getting sleepy to be honest, I catch myself dozing off once or twice until I heard the front door opened. I quickly shut the television off and finally see Jennifer with shopping bags in her hands. So she went shopping huh?

"Hey" I greeted. She shut the door and turn her body but she's just looking down. I came closer to her to see what's wrong. "Hey..are you okay? What happened?" Finally, she looked up at me and I'm surprised to see her tearing up while biting her lip.

"You..you're just like him..Y-you played me. You're fake"

Every word feels like a stab in my chest that won't heal. My heart started beating fast. Confused that I am, I don't want to admit what I'm thinking. But I know..she already know.

"Fake? Excuse me? Jen what are you talking about?"

"Nothing..I got a job. I'm moving. I'll pay you everything once I get my paycheck" she went upstairs without looking at me. My mind trying to think of something why she's acting like this. "And where are you staying? Why are you leaving? I told you..you can stay here. I don't mind" I was trying to make her stay. I'm just blabbering words, everything to make things okay.

We got into her room and she pulled out two giant big suitcases. No. She's not. "Jen..please" I begged, grabbing her arm. "Don't" She muttered, but I can hear it gritting through her teeth. With a hesistation, I let go of her arm and watch her shove her clothes inside her bags.

"She told you..didnt she? It was Loren..that's why you're acting like this all of a sudden" I said, my fist clenching tightly, knuckles turning white. She stopped what she's doing for a moment but then continued, not saying a word. "And you believed that bitch" "Doesn't matter. I'm leaving" she whispered as I heard the worst fucking sound in the world. The zipper, her suitcases closing.

Every possible reason runs into my mind, driving me crazy, trying to figure out what just happened. And one thing I'm sure of.

"After everything I did to you...you leave just like that?" I shake my head, still not believing what I'm seeing. She sighs, "I'm gonna pay you back, every damn favor you gave me. You don't have to worry"

"It's not about that! Jennifer I dont know what the hell is wrong with you. If I ask you what's wrong, then tell me what's wrong! Is it really that hard for you to do?" I yelled, not even noticing I was raising until finishing what I has to say. She turn around and came closer to me, looking at me dead in the eye. "This is how you wanna play it? Well, why don't you tell me what's wrong? Are you even capable of telling the truth? Or you live half of your life lying to everyone who cares for you?" She says, making me nervous. "You don't know me. and what you're saying, Jennifer" I hiss. Honestly, I'm so damn furious right now. I'm being attacked for no reason, and the fact that it's coming from Jennifer names it even bad.

"What do you want to know?" I said, my voice fading out as I told my head to look at the ceiling. "The truth" she whispered, I look back at her in the eye, catching it getting teary makes me realize what just happening.

"I can't tell you that" I say, and looked away from her. Fighting every urge to walk away and punch the wall.

"That's what I figured.." she chuckled and shakes her head. "What do you expect from me?!" I grit, "I want the fucking truth Leah and if you can't tell me that, don't come near me or talk to me!" She says and return on fixing her suitcase.

"I can't answer if you don't ask the question"

She walked back towards me, inching closer to my face, looking me in the eye as hers tears up. I can't watch her cry..It'd break me, so I look away.

"Do you have feelings for me, Leah?"

Dumbfounded and ready to cry, my insides just woke my internal self. Trying to repeat it in my head if I just hear it right.

Did she really asked me that? Is the question that first came into my mind.

I can't believe that I would her that from her...ever.

The problem with keeping secrets is that they're alive. We like to think that our secrets can lie quietly in our minds, as inert as dirt, but we're wrong.

I can just pass out from her question, my face doesn't have any expression apart from my being shocked and ready to cry. But I wont.

I ended up staring at her instead saying a word. I couldn't get it out from me.

"Look at me in the eye and say you don't like me"

Wow, I thought trying to stop loving her was hard enough. But is she really expecting me to day that in her face.

At this point, I'm just looking down. "Please Leah.."

With a pain in my chest and million thoughts running in my mind, hands sweating, knees starting to get weak.

"I don't like you"

My voice gave up. It's like saying that hardest words in my life. And then it all hit me...what did I just do?

I'm so afraid...so afraid that she'd end up getting disgusted of me or she'll laugh and critisize.

She laughs as her tears drops from her eyes. "What am I thinking? I'm such an idiot"
She shakes her head and went to get a hold of her suitcases.

"She's right. You know nothing but lies"

Every word hurts like I'm being stabbed in my heart. I couldn't believe that the person I go crazy would say the most insulting words to me.

She looked at me before going towards the door and stopped, we both look at each other with tears beginning to form again in my eyes. "Good bye,Leah" she whispers, inching closer to my face.

Kissing my cheek before leaving me standing there with doubt and pain.

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2 months after....