She Will Be Loved - Chapter 19

Sonali- Don't think I'll quit writing this story until it is finished.

MnM95- Yeah. A big word that will be addressed again in the future.

Ayla- Sorry, sorry! lol! Btw, I got a haircut so no throwing me out any windows anytime soon. o_o. Words are very strong. Very very very strong when it comes to certain people and what the word is.

Bailey- I write everyday. I write when my teachers give lectures during class (in my head,lol) . I write when my baby naps. I write every spare moment I get. I don't rest until I have gotten my story ideas down. Everything inspires me. Music, random people, other authors' work. Actually, I am good at making up a story in minutes. Let's see. Want to hear a story? My story "When They Cried" was inspired by this girl I saw one morning. She was tugging along her three brothers. She spoke to the youngest one using sign language. And bam! The entire story was in my head before I could even think about it. That's why I wrote it in Third Person (if you know what that is...haha...no offense) because I didn't know this girl or her brothers. "She Will Be Loved" was inspired by two things. My sister and a story I had written a long time ago. I made Leslie by adding something each of my sisters. The black hair, her strange but beautiful demeanor...it's all based on that. But the way the story goes, is about what I feel and think about life. And I will. And that's cool that you still write. I figured you had written on here. Oh, I have a problem with pringles. Once I eat one, I can't stop...

Sammy- Ahh, oooo. You'll just have to wait and see what happens.

Greeshma- I don't like to brag or boast but I like my other stories too. I think they are fantastic. At first, I was unsure about writing on here. My favorite one is "When They Cried" cause I actually wrote it in third person! I'm proud of myself. Oh, please do stick around. =]

Joy- It ends soon, sadly. =[ Okay, I have a question. You don't have to answer it if you don't want to. Are you a girl by the chance? I just want to get to know what half my readers are. =] And this chapter ends next chapter. But you'll see what I mean when you read it. =)

Diana- Aww, nah. He said, she would do anything to get the boy she wants...She wouldn't kill Graham. She would kill anything that got in her way. She is that crazy for now but wait 'till you all see the real Seth!

Zy- Sorry, I was listening to the Cocteau Twins when I was reading your comment. (this is meant to be joke...You don't need coffee! I bet you are already hype as it is!!!!!) You remind me of the girl across the street. She is thirteen and she is always over here. People mistake her sometimes for my own daughter. Wait she isn't hyper. She is just plain crazy! And yes, I go to bed at all hours. People think I have red eyes because of my baby but nope. I always have to write. And my baby sleeps all night long for the most part. I don't think you know this but Ayla is actually one of my sisters. Always wanted to me out a window. lol.

You can just tell when a person is girl or not. But sometimes a guy could have good traits and that you are misleaded. That's embarrassing towards my part. =U (I make a lot of faces. Even in real life. I am just making some kind of face. lol) Not really. I find it much more fun writing in a girl's pov than a boy's. Boys are so...well you are right! You have to translate boys so that your readers don't dislike them or love them too much. It's got to be in the middle so the story is more enjoyable. And I read that. Graham is soo weird in that chapter. Let's say, I was really tired and my daughter couldn't sleep so I edited what I had written and added that scene. =P Ghost stories don't seem to phase me now..=O To be honest (Twilight fans don't kill me) I read the books and loved the romance they shared. But after really watching the two movies they have out, it seems like a childish story now. The movies were horrible and nothing word for word at all. If my stories ever become movies, they are going to be word for word!! I might add some stuff to it but it will be perfect.

I will be the best director out there. Me and cooking don't mix. I let my girlfriend cook. =) Actually, we just ate some French cake from this French bakery down the street. =] My tummy hurts...lol. Moms loves to nag my rude sisters. Especially mine but we had a real tight mother-son relationship so I can't complain, actually. All my exams are in June -.-...stupid school systems... Most think that's creepy about me but then again when you have like six nieces to take care of and a baby girl on the weekends, you know about all the cute boys and all the ugly boys. My daughter is only cute when she is with me. When she is with her mommy, she is very uproarious. Babies are weird...and I don't change diapers...not my department!!!!!!!! I'll feed, wash and take care of but when it comes to stuff like that, I am good. Very good!! Yes, I did see your comment and I actually had to write a ten page paper about the death penalty. I am still getting over it...I did all that hard work to find out it's not due until April...well at least I am covered...and is there something wrong about my name??

Xion- Thank you. I haven't seen you around. Are you new to my domain? lol, I like that word now...

Ciriat- I think it was all about gender to my father. And I always believed in doing the opposite of what is expected when it came to things like that. I don't want to force her into doing something she doesn't want to do. But if she wants to write or sing or paint or play sports or anything it's because she chose to and her father supported her through it all. =] Lacey is just freaky now but it gets worser...Yes, I love giving kids little talents. Spinner is going to become an important character quite soon. And you know me, I like my twists. =] Foreshadowing...there is a lot of foreshadowing in this chapter. =] You are going to like it. Actually, I was eating ice cream when that scene came to me...ugh I can't think of food right now. I ate soo much tonight...well you know it won't be Tuesday when you read this but you know what I mean..lol..Lacey will do anything for Graham...and you'll see why and how she gets Graham. But Seth had warned her...Leslie wished for something major and now it was all coming down it.

Irene- Haven't heard from you in a while!! Amazing yes. Beyond my depths of world? Hell yes! =P
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Chapter 19- Why Do People Lie?

I was braiding Graice's nice hair into nice pigtails when she looked up at with her beautiful tea green eyes and asked a question that most kids her age don't ask.

"Why do people lie?" She asked, she leaned against me.

"Has someone lied to you, recently?" I asked, wrapping my arms around her.

"Yes. He lied to more than once. He told me that would always be there but isn't. He also promised me not to do anything stupid but he is thinking about doing stupid." Gracie's little body shook. She wanted to cry, I can tell.

"I am guessing he must be a boy you and we both know him?" I rested my cheek on her head. I lightly traced her fingers.

"Yes. And I am afraid for the worst. Aren't you?" She peeled away from my grasp. "Boys aren't supposed to lie to girls. Why do people lie, Leslie?"

I could tell her because that's how life is and she will reply with a why but I know Gracie better than her own mother.

"Boy or girl. Man or woman. Everyone lies. There is no way of avoiding it. Once you lie, you have to tell more lies. The more you lie, the more the person hurts.." I wiped away her tears.

"My mother is a liar. I want to stay with you forever, Leslie." She looked deep into my eyes. "Your eyes are black. They symbolize pain, love and hate. In it, I can see my burning rage for my mother. What do you see in mine?"

"A beautiful meadow where a little girl plays and she is happy. She has beauitful hair and eyes." I answered, hugging her tight.

"Thank you."

I had lied. She had lied. We both lied to each other. Why do people lie?

Graham wore a nice red winter coat, even though it was fairly warm. His hair was so long now, I can barely see his face through its mess. I run into his outstretched arms. There's one thing Seth doesn't have. Graham's incredible warmth and his sweet smell.

"I don't have exciting to do expect this." He showed me the cold beer cans. "I think since we are college kids now, a few beers can't hurt."

I chuckled and looked at the red and white print on the can. "This stuff is toxic but I like this idea."

We sat on an empty bench. I pulled my legs under and looked up at him.

"Well, first taste." Graham took small sips of the light beer. His face turned into a tight grimace as he passed it to me. "I don't know how people can get addicted to this crap."

I giggled and took a sip myself. It burned my insides.

"I see what you mean." I licked my dry lips and passed it back to him.

He took a chug this time and tossed it back to me. It filled his mouth and his eyes watered. I started to crack up as I took a chug like he did. I swallowed.

"You are gonna have to swallow someday!" I giggled. He rubbed his eyes and swallowed.

"It's bitter and it burns." He took another and I drank off the last of it.

"Another one, please!" I giggled.

"You like it?" He opened the new one and took two big gulps.

"No, I just like tasting your saliva." I giggled drinking it down like it was soda and handing him the rest.

"Actually, I taste some of your chapstick. I am going to guess it's cherry?" He finished it off and opened a third can.

"This is much more fun than being with Seth." I giggled even more and leaned against the bench.

"Really? I thought lover boy would win your heart the way you bragged to Valerie about your date." Graham took two huge gulps getting use to the bitter taste. He handed it to me and I eyed it tracing the top with my pinkie.

"You actually thought I would...fall for Seth?" I couldn't bear to look at him. I don't know if to be mad at him or sad.

"Well, he is better than me. He is taller, cuter and smarter. I don't even know what I want to do with my life. He's got law and you got art. It's not fair, you know. Can I say I was jealous of how happy he was making you when I wasn't around?" Graham rested his head on mine. "I never thought you would fall him. I thought you would actually consider what life would be like with him."

"He's my friend." I leaned into Graham's chest. I sipped some of the beer and handing it back to him. "It's okay if you don't know what you want to do. I think you are good at a lot of things."

"Oh, really? Like what?" He ran his hands over his knees and moved onto the fourth can of beer.

"Well, you are amazing at being nice, being a good boyfriend, good taste in music, you are open-minded. You listen, you are smart, you can..." I trailed off, trying to find more things.

"Well, I don't like sports or watching the news. Normal guy stuff is stuff I don't do. I spend my days listening to music and reading every book I can get my hands on." Graham sighed.

"So, it doesn't matter that I like those things about you?" I moved away from him. The beer was beginning to taste good. Too comforting and good.

"Leslie, I didn't mean it that way. Don't get mad at me. I can be slow at times." He laughed, pushed the long strands of hair out of my face. "You are beautiful. Do you know that?"

"Isn't it like your job to lie me about that stuff?" I laughed, looking up him.

"I thought that was a mother's job?" Graham looked at me all puzzled. "Hmm, I think the boyfriend's job is to be honest. That one person that can see into your eyes-"

"Not that eye thing again." I scotted away from Graham. He scotted even closer. We both laughed for a minute.

"What eye thing?" He handed the beer back to me.

"The whole looking into my soul and telling me what you see. Gracie did that and then she lied to me after she asked me why do people lie."

"What did she lie about?"

"She looked into my eyes and she saw something else. She didn't see what she said. She didn't see love. She only saw the burning hate in me. Can't you see that in my eyes?" I sighed.

"Yes, that's what I really like about you." He smiled and wrapped his arm around me."You aren't supposed to lie to kids. My mother use to lie me."

"About what?"

"My father. She use to say he would be coming today. She would tried to get me all riled up and watch me be disappointed so I could cry to her. Truth is, I never believe liars. I can tell when a person is lying." Graham answered, opening our fifth can of beer. This procedure was getting to be easy to do.

"But why do people lie?" I stared at ice scattered about the mud and grass.

"People lie to be better. People lie for many reasons. But one thing you must never do, Leslie, is lie to your kid. Always tell them the truth. Trust me. I know you think lying will help but lying only hurts more than the truth. The fact the woman you call mother lies to you is so heartbreaking. The woman that you adore has been lying to you for years. Sometimes, I hate it when you lie to me. Sometimes, I want to yell at you for lying to me but then I think about why you lie to me. You lie to me because you are trying to lie yourself through me. But it never works."

"It's so easy to open up to you." I took long but slow sips from the beer can.

"Good." He smiled at me.

After we got the last beer, I felt bubbly inside. We began to walk back when it rained. We ran inside this little shed thing near the park. We sat on the muddy floor and looked up at the rainy sky and dark tree shapes.

"I want to tell you something but I feel it will sound so stupid and corny." Graham actually chuckled at himself. "But I am going to say it."

"Don't tell me you are going to get down on one knee and propose to me." I laughed.

"Not anytime soon, honey." He shoved my playfully. "I was actually going to say I love you. Sometimes when I say it, it doesn't seem or sound like I mean it but this time I am saying it with real heart. I love you."

I crawled into his lap. He pulled his legs up towards me and wrapped his arms around me.

"Don't let me go, please?" I buried my face into his chest. "I love you, too."

"When you say it, it sounds like a bunch of little birds are singing it at once." He whispered in my hair. He held me tighter. "So, I am guessing you aren't sending me away anytime soon?"

"Never." I wrapped my arms around his neck. Could he hold me anymore closer and tighter than he is right now? Is it possible? "If you want me to stay forever, of course."

"To be honest, I don't want to stay with you forever." He answered, kissing my ear.

I pulled away a bit from him. "What?"

"I want to stay with you for an eternity." He pulled me back. "You are going to be the one that saves me."

"What's the difference?" I asked, as a burp left my mouth.

His body shook as he laughed at me. "An eternity is quite much longer than forever in my books." He caressed my hair. "Kind of like soulmates but we aren't really soulmates. Just eternity lovers."

"If you say so." I giggled. Am I drunk or something? Why do I feel so carefree? Is it just Graham or is me?

He pressed his lips against mine.

"I feel a lot of things. I say a lot of things. But there is one thing I like to do with you." He kept on kissing me.

"You are so silly." But I knew what he meant. I can he is drunk. I am drunk too, probably.

But then again, my question was answered.

Then everything turned into a puzzle.

Spinner had said, "At some point we all have to face our problems sooner or later."

Seth had said, "Be careful what you wish for."

Gracie had asked, "Why do you people lie?"

Why did it all come down to these little sequences? What does it all mean?

I am scared.

"Leslie, I love you. I promise to be with you and never leave you heartbroken." Graham looked down at me. I smiled and leaned up to kiss him.

Spinner, you were right.

Seth, what did I wish for, exactly? What am I getting myself into?

Gracie, people lie so they can escape the harsh truth.

Graham, you didn't lie, you just didn't keep your promises.