Lie to Me

She stood in front of them, tears falling from her eyes. Somehow, she knew this meeting wasn’t going to end the way she was expecting it to. The garden looked bright, vibrant against the grey of the sky. It was going to rain. The green-eyed man tried to look everywhere but her tear-stained face. “Say it!” She screamed, “tell me you don’t love me!” She turned on them. “And you, and you, and you, and you!” She cried. “God damn it! Just say it already!” She dropped to her knees. “Please, someone just say it so I can move on.” She begged. They stood over her as she cried, each handing her a rose, as if to say “Sorry.” For what? They weren’t so sure, but it felt right. The blue-eyed man bent down and kissed her on the cheek and whispered every so lightly, “I can’t say that we don’t love you. It would be a lie.” She cried harder, remembering everything she went through, everything they helped her through. She thought about the life she had because of them. Happiness. They brought her the happiness she always yearned for.  “Please,” her voice barely over a whisper, “tell me that you don’t. Lie to me.” The beautiful man with sea-green eyes stepped forward. It started to rain, a boom of thunder sounded in the distance. They stood in the rain, not moving. “Lying to you would be us lying to ourselves, love.” The beautiful man said. The wind picked up speed, blowing her hair around her face, shielding her falling tears. Another rumble of thunder sounded as the brown-eyed man put his arm around her. A strike of lightning flashed in front of them. “Why are you still crying, love? We love you. That’s all that matters.” He said.  She looked at each one of them and wondered why they cared so much. The rain started to pour, the sound of thunder approaching quickly. “Please, just tell me.” She cried. The hazel eyed man walked towards her. He put his hand on her shoulder. “We don’t love you.” His voice cracked. They turned away from her and her tears stopped falling. She was finally free from the debt she owed them, that she so desperately wanted to pay and forget about. Each of the men kept a part of her that she willingly gave to them, in hopes to never get back. They took her bad parts in exchange for good. She was good. She was better. She was finally happy.