The Liar Beside Me. | Short Story | Complete

4.

Will's P.O.V

I sat there waiting for an explanation from Nathan. I suddenly got nervous and put on my boxers and shirt and sat in the living room. Nathan walked on in his boxers and sat beside me his face looking like he did something he shouldn't have.

"What do you mean you know?" I questioned again making sure he heard me.

"I mean, I know... I knew from the moment I sat with you in the library the day we met." He said hesitant.

"Then why didn't you say something? Or better yet why didn't you tell me about your feelings first if you knew they were mutual?" I could feel myself getting angry.

"I don't know, it was fun teasing you. Seeing you get jealous. At first I didn't want to get serious but I started having deep feelings for you. And couldn't help but push your buttons so you tell me and we finally be together." He explained.

"So...so my feelings....my feelings were just a game to you...my sexuality...my fear for lossing this friendship which I valued so much....all that was real to me but fake to you? You were just toying with me?" At this point my voice was trembling with anger.

"No.. that's no-" I swung my fist which met his nose and in an instant he was on the ground. I got on top of him and punched his face like three times. I got up from him. My hands gripped my hair pulling it in frustration, walking back and forth angrily. Nathan was on the floor grawnig in pain. He sat up and tried explaining but I wouldn't hear it.

I walked off to my bedroom picked up hiss belongings and threw them at him. He started dressing.

"Will i -" he started.

"YOU FUCKING LIED TO ME YOU PIECE OF SHIT. YOU LIED TO ME FOR FUCKING YEARS. GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY FUCKING HOUSE. DON'T YOU DARE SHOW YOUR FACE TO ME OR I SWEAR TO GOD..."

I pushed him out the door and slammed it locking it. I rested my back against it. I felt a hard lump on my throat and burst into tears as I slid and sat at the door. I pulled my knees to my chest resting my arms on them and gripping my hair.

He knew, he knew I loved him but he lied.

I staggered to my room changed the sheets with my tears still pouring out. I threw them in the washer and took off my clothes and sat in the shower still sobbing. After I calmed down a bit I got in my freshly made bed and looked at my phone on my night stand. It constantly light up showing notifications. I knew who they were from and I didn't want to deal with it right now. I was sore and tired my head throbbed. I turned it off and curled up in a ball to console myself and drifted off to sleep.

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