Lie For You

it was a summer night.
A simple rendezvous to one of Emmaline's extravagant house parties in the Black Forest.
At least that is how I thought it to be.
For the record I hated her parties, the fictitious people, and their imaginative yet deeply fabricated stories, and the insane blonde girl who hosts them herself.
It was nothing but a pastime or an amusement to her, seeing the drunk boys smiling at her, falling for her charms, and all the girls who sat in the corners under the clouds of white smoke, eyes piercing the backs of her many admirers with hate and jealousy.
It was a grand scheme of entertainment for all of us.
But if I'd have know you would have been there, maybe I would have just stayed home watching American Horror Story.
Alone.
In the dark.
But when I saw you, I stayed just a bit more longer....
Some could say I was obsessed with you, others could say I was mad.
I wouldn't know If I were to be honest.