Lie to Me

Lie To Me Part 1

I'm still in love with him. Deep down even after what hes done I still love him. He cheated, he lied, we fought. But I still loved him.

We were together 8 years. Engaged even in the end. But he left again. I wasn't enough. I never would be.

It's been almost a year since I have seen him face to face. But I see him on YouTube, on TV, at my job on posters, on the radio.

But I'm getting ahead of myself. Let me go back 10 years and catch you up.

We met at a concert through my brother. Technically it was his concert with his band mates.

Not going to lie, I didnt even hear my brother say his name the first time I heard about him.

First time I met his ass. After that concert I should say we fell in love and have 40 babies but no. He was an ass to me. It took a week of being around him to even get him to acknowledge I was in the room with him. He always said he should have just pulled his head out of his ass and kissed me.

It took 6 months for him to warm up to me. Another 6 months for him to ask me on a date. And from then on we were inseparable. We talked everyday when he was on tour. I sometimes joined him.

After high school was college. I left for California for college. I went to USC. I got my undergrad in Communications and work for a radio station. I even scored a job after a grueling internship at a local radio station.

Which is currently where I am now. Sitting at my desk thinking of ideas for tonight's broadcast. Sure we have an outline but we do have some creative freedom every once in a while.

Another one of their damm songs starts on the radio as I turn my desk radio off. I can't stand to hear the beat of their songs knowing its him behind the drums.

It's been a year and I can't get him out of my damn mind. I know he's moved on. He moved on about 2 days after I slammed the door and left our house. He still lives there. He never left.

This is their first album since they went on hiatus. During the year apart he was home and working on his own music as a solo artist. He created something so beautiful.

But because of the hiatus he lost it. He became an alcoholic. At first it was just one night a week but it quickly grew from there. I was picking him up at his favorite bar almost 6 nights a week so he would be safe. Then the fights started.

Then the cheating. The cheating hurt more then anything. It hurt me down to my bones. Inside of my bones to the point where I thought I was burning from the inside out.

I see one of his bandmates once in a blue moon. Out and about or with my brother.

Shit there's a text from my brother now.

Yo boo bear. I needed to warn you. Your radio station has booked an interview with the boys in 2 weeks. Maybe you can take some time off? My brothers message rattled off.

I will put in a vacation request. I dont think it will get approved though. That's almost Christmas. I rattled off back.

His reply was a quick K.

I threw my phone on my desk.

"10 minutes. You need to get to the booth." My intern said to me smiling. I nodded and threw my hair up in a ponytail. No interviews tonight. Just some good old fashioned music. My shift is from 6pm to midnight. Tuesday through Saturday.

I slid into the booth and stretched out my arms.

Home.

I smiled as I reached for my laptop and turned on my apps that would make my job easier with what songs were requested and what one I would place in to get something else out there.