Friday, November 7, 2008

Liar

Is a liar capable to transform themselves out of this continuous habit?


  I get a phone call from him. 
It is a little past nine o'clock.
 I just put handfuls of shampoo in my hair, to make a volcano upon my head. 
My mom decides to hand me the home phone 
while I am INSIDE the shower.
 I hold the palm of my hand, to one ear,
 so I can hear from the other.
 He is breathing heavily.
"Whats wrong?" i ask.
"The cops are after me" 
I start to cry.

There is a short response 
followed by deep breaths,
 "I have been dealing for the past month." 
I am silent.
"Rachel, to be honest 
I have not been to school much.
 Dealers rip me off so I beat them up. 
I need the money." He takes another breath,
 "I delete numbers and texts 
from everyone, boys and girls. 
When I hardly respond, 
I am either in the middle of dealing, 
or am in the car with some hustlers.
 I would not let you in my wallet
 because there is heroin inside."
 He takes another deep breath and continues
 "I did not want you to know. 
I did not want to hurt you."

"My trust for you is close to none. 
You knew it would hurt me. 
And you still did it anyways?"

At this point, I am crying uncontrollably.
 "What MORE have you lied about?"
 
He tells me there is nothing else he has lied about.

 Is he lying about not lying?

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