The Lost Art of Keeping a Secret
James stared, unable to form words. No way that could be true. Greg NEVER had feelings for ANYONE . “You….you are lying. Why do you want to fuck with my head like that?” Lisa looked, her face looked completely hurt. “I don’t see why you can’t believe me. Why do you think he stormed out of here?” She sighed, continuing her speech. “He said… he would rather of died than know his best friend hated him.” James stared at the floor, then slowly to the ceiling. By the time his eyes went back to Lisa, they were tearing up. “Did he honestly say that?” He choked out. Lisa nodded and put her hand on his shoulder. “The next step is telling him. You two need to sort this out.” The thought of actually talking to Greg scared James shitless. What if in this time Greg changed his mind? No. Stop changing your mind and chickening out. Go and talk to him.