Liar Liar

But where did you run to? And where did you hide?

The sound of Frank’s fist hitting my door filled my apartment.
It continued, over and over.
But I didn’t get up.

I stood there, on the other side of the door, unable to move.
The sound of my breathing seemed to be louder than Frank’s knock.
In, out, in, out.

Stop.

I held my breath.
Maybe he wouldn’t know I was there.

He knew.

“Autumn!” he shouted.

I didn’t answer.

“I know you’re there!”

I still didn’t answer.

“Let me in, or I’ll get the key from the manager!”

I sighed.
I knew I would have to face him eventually.

I slid off the lock and pulled open the door.

"Autumn," Frank glared at me. "What's wrong? Why have you been ignoring me?"

I didn't know what to say.
So I didn't say anything.

"Did I do something to you? I'm sorry if I did."

I shook my head.

"Then why?" he asked, his eyebrows drawn together in confusion.

"I...." I started, unsure of how to finish.

I looked at him for a few moments.
Until finally, I gave in.

"I love you."

Now will it matter long after I'm gone?