Lyrical Lies

A gentle knock on my door startled me. I stood up and opened the door, only to see Frank standing there looking at his shoes. He lifted his eyes to meet mine. They were red and puffy; he had been crying.

"Violet..." he started. His voice was uneven and shaky.

"I-I'm sorry. I..." he reached for my hand unable to find the words he needed. I pulled away.

"I don't want to talk about this right now," I said harshly.

"Please Violet. I have to talk to you now."

His voice was so desperate. I stood aside and let him into my room.

Frank sat down next to me on my bed.

"I need you to know how sorry I am," he began.

He stopped as if waiting for a reply. I didn't say anything. I sat there staring straight ahead. He sighed and continued.

"Please Violet. I'm so sorry. Please just say something."

"Why did you do it?" I yelled, unable to control my emotions any longer.

"How could you do something so heartless? How could you do something that you knew would tear my heart up?"

He stared at me with wide eyes.

"I didn't know."

"Yeah? Well now you do." I got up to leave.

"I said I'm sorry," said Frank grabbing my hand.

I pulled away.

"I want you to mean it!" I shouted at him.

Tear stung at his eyes as he bit his bottom lip.

"Violet why can't you see that I do mean it. I love you and I'm sorry!" Frank shouted at me.

I shook my head.

"Why don't you believe me? Don't you love me too?" he asked quietly.

"I-I do. I just...can't."

"Why?" he demanded.

"I guess...I'm scared," I said not looking at Frank.

"Of what?"

"Of getting hurt, I guess."

Frank laughed and pulled me into a hug.

"I would never hurt you."