The Lie Audio Sample
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Aidan made me wait in the car while he went in my house first to make sure everything was safe, He said he did not smell her sense. Anyone in the house since we had left, which was a relief. He had brought a little insulated knapsack with him and asked if he could put it into the freezer. I didn't ask why, but I assume that it was his dinner for later, and I was fine with that. Better a meal to go than me. We decided that the den would be a good staging ground to start going through things, and we would make a keep donate and trash pile as we went. Most of the downstairs went by quickly. My grandfather hadn't kept much stuff in the den, living room or kitchen, and I had already cleared most of it out. When I moved in any way, we moved on to a small hall closet downstairs, which held a couple boxes, old shoes, some magazines and some old VHS tapes. Nothing important. We decided to keep the VHS tapes in case they might have anything important on them, though neither of us owned a VCR anymore. We got the downstairs area all covered within two hours. I was reluctant to let go of some of the items, even though they were just knick knacks and the like, because I'd grown up seeing those in this house ever since I could remember, and they reminded me of my grandfather, so I just decided to box him up. It wouldn't take much space. A few boxes, maybe at most. We had a pretty big trash pile going and a few pairs of shoes and jackets we had found in the donate pile. Which area would you like tackle next, the basement or the second floor? I asked Aiden as I took a sip from a bottle of water. It was just after 10 p.m. And I was wide awake. After sleeping in silly. He was kneeling down, putting the jackets into a plastic bag when he stops suddenly looking towards the front of the house. You've got company coming, he said. My heart stopped beating, another robber coming to break in. Surely they could see the lights on and the car in the driveway, though he could see me start to panic and he rose up to his feet with a look of uncertainty on his face. I heard a car door close outside, and I wondered why Aiden was just standing there, not doing anything. I'm not sure what you like me to do, Sky. I can exit out the back if you like, he said, assuming I knew what the **** he was talking about. Then my doorbell rang. Thieves didn't ring doorbells. Then it dawned on me who it wass. I almost prefer to thief over Christian at this point, just stay right here. Don't go outside, I told him directly. Then I added, Please. We were still in the den, which was just down a small haul off the foyer and main living room. I could hear his key in the lock already. How impatient and rude. He hadn't even called first. Then I pulled myself out of my pocket and realised he had called about four times in the last hour. But my phone was on silent Aidan look like a deer in headlights. Christian opened the door and called out Skye, you home! He yelled louder than I would have liked. I sucked in my breath, ain't and I had both moved to the hallway. When we heard the key in the lock, he turned his head towards us and just stared. He had a pizza box and one hand, flowers in the other and a six pack of beer perched under his arm. His peace offering. I assumed, Hey, Christian, I said. I was speechless. I knew what this must look like to him, and I felt awful for it. I moved down the hallway towards him. The front door was still partially open. Not only was I heard in Christian when I was putting Aidan in a horrible position, I'm sure Christian would never detect him as anything but human. But I knew Aidan didn't like meeting people unless it was on his terms, especially my closest friend slash potential future boyfriend. I'm sorry, Skye. I didn't know I was interrupting something. I called first a few times, Christian said quickly. I offered to take the pizza box out of his hands and he let me. I figured the right thing to do was introduce them. I tried to put my happy face on and smooth this over. It's okay, Christian, This is my friend Aiden. He lives in the neighbourhood. Aidan. This is my best friend, Christian I've told you so much about, I said as I look back at Aden, who was walking up to shake hands with Christian after the hand shake, the room got silent again. I brought some pizza and well, these Christian said, is he offered me the bouquet of flowers, my heart almost broked as he stood there, looking defeated and sad. I took the flowers from his hand. Thanks, Christian. They're pretty. I smiled as I spelled them. Aiden was just standing to the left of me. His face showed no emotion, but I bet he was ready to get the heck out of my house or see Christian leave ASAP.