One of My Lies:

Simone’s Notes:

How much damage can lying do? First, lying is completely painless. But as the lies grow bigger, the holes in the wall of love start to leak. Pretty soon, the lies are the only thing that comes out of the lover’s mouth. The guilt and lies begin to take their toll on everything it touches. There are many ways the lies end. The truth finally breaks out like a wild beam of light. By then, the damage is too great beyond repair. The relationship can be dead altogether or it can still be mended. But if the couple chooses to turn things around for the better, the results will take a long time due to the fragile trust that is rebuilt.

Monday, 4/15/16, 7:00

The faucet was blasting cold water again for the third time this morning. Edward stood in front of the mirror again with a wet face. The lack of sleep was getting to him badly. It was showing on his face too badly. Edward had been splashing cold water on his face to cope and stay awake, but even that was starting to fail him as well. His comrades in the army kept telling him to go home and get some rest, but he just told them he would be fine. The boy would give away to fall asleep onto a nice soft bed again. He was tired all of the time. The only sleep he did get was one with wet dreams attached them. Even with the sleeping pills, he was still lacking in sleep. The couch in his suite room wasn’t helping either. Winry still banned him from their bed. “I just can’t trust you anymore!” was her reason this time. “Damn you, Winry!” her boyfriend thought in anger. “You’re part of the reason I am this way!” But was it truly her doing? Or was it something more?

Edward shook his head hard. No! It can’t be that! He already was being punished for all of his uncontrollable desire with guilt and worry. His conscience can’t be robbing him from sleep as well. Or was it the dragon’s doing as well? Nah! It just wanted sex from him and nothing more. Besides, it would pick at tastier wounds to infect. Ed shook his head again. “Quit thinking about it!” he thought. “Just stay awake today and you’ll be fine!” Then, he cut off the faucet and walked out of the bathroom.

Monday, 4/15/16, 7:52

So far, Edward held up well. Not many people talked to him today. (Even though he could’ve sworn that they were whispering about them. “Just ignore them!” he thought. “You’ll draw attention to yourself. That is the last thing that you need!”) The real test would be when he turned in his reports to Mustang. “All I have to do is get by!” he thought. Edward sat down like normal in front of the desk. Mustang took one look at him and said, “You look terrible, Fullmetal.” Ed was too tired to hurl any nastiness at the general. “Well,” he began. “I haven’t been sleeping very well lately.” Roy became completely concerned. “Edward,” he said. “You need to go home and rest!” “I feel fine.” Ed replied back. He didn’t sound so convincing. “Go home ans rest! That’s an order!” the general told him again. Edward lost his temper. “Look!” he yelled. “I am fine!!! Get off of me, won’t ya?” “Obviously you are not!” Mustang yelled back. Silence passed for a long time. Edward sat there quiet. “Here is my report!” he replied at last. The alchemist handed Roy his report. The brigadier general read over the report. Mustang looked up at the major. “Edward,” he spoke up. “Yes?” the boy asked. “Half of your files are missing.” Mustang pointed out. “Huh?” Ed asked as he was trying his best not to nod off to sleep. He stood up and looked at the files. Most of his papers were missing and the ones there were out of date. “Oh!” Edward replied. That was enough to convince Mustang that there was a problem.

“Fullmetal,” he began. “What is going on with you? You always tired, you have fallen behind on your work, you’re nearly falling asleep, and you seem to be picking more fights than usual? Have you been taking anything to heal you sleep and why haven’t you been sleeping well lately? What do you keep doing every night that keeps you up all night?”” Edward stared at Mustang with tired eyes. He wasn’t expecting all of these questions. How could he even begin to answer these questions? “I don’t want to talk about it.” he replied softly. “It’s a long story.” “Why not?” the general demanded. The alchemist looked away in soft shame. He was too embarrassed to answer that small question. “I don’t want to talk about it.” he repeated. Mustang sighed in light stressed “Look,” he replied. “You are dismissed for the day. Get some rest!” “I’m fine!” Edward argued again. But this time, he didn’t even try to sound convincing. “Just go home! That is an order!” After a good thirty minutes of arguing, Edward finally gave up and left Mustang’s office. The brigadier general watched after him.

Monday, 4/15/16, 9:20

Edward did not go back to Clover Inn. The alchemist was hiding in a dark corner in the supply room. This is where he hid when he was sent away. Ed was lying in the floor with his knees to his chest. Fullmetal never really went back to the Clover Inn. He just couldn’t. How could he face Winry again? Hey, it’s not all that bad! You have more time to play! [You’re awake again? Why are you still here? Don’t you ever quit?] Oh come on now! I’m you only friend now! [Some friend you are! Winry doesn’t even trust me anymore, no thanks to you!] Aw, you’re just stressed at the moment. I know just the cure! Edward didn’t even ask! He knew what that beast would suggest. [No sex! That’s gotten me in trouble already.] Easy now, buddy! You need to sleep first. You could have some free love later tonight! [And how are you going to get me to sleep?] The dragon was quiet at first. Its host thought that he had him beat there. Then, Edward suddenly began to hear the dragon singing. It was a silent lullaby. The dragon was imitating its host’s mother’s voice with the singing. Edward tried to resist but it was to no avail. The dragon’s pseudo-sweet voice was over powering. The alchemist found himself sinking into a deep sleep for the first time in a month. The dragon smiled to itself. I am in your mind! So don’t fight me anymore! Then, the beast began to watch his lusty dreams.

Monday, 4/15/16, 19:00

Hours later, Edward woke up quickly. He felt that everyone had left the building. The alchemist slowly crept out of the supply room. So far, no one was in sight. Ed was relived, but he had a small problem on his hands: How to get out of Central Headquarters without being seen? This was also turning into a habit for him. When Edward got to tired and sent away at times, he would doze off in the supply room. He always ended up over-sleeping. Ed paused for a moment. “Think about the usual path to get out of here!” he thought. Then, the path came back to him. The boy smiled to himself in pride. “I’ve got it!” Edward thought. He began to head out in silence. Under three minutes, the alchemist made it out in success. He stood outside grinning in victory. This was always the end result of his little escape plans. He felt like doing a little victory dance right that very second. The rush was making Edward completely randy. I’m feeling hungry now! For once, the host didn’t argue back. There was only one place to go to let out all of that high-powered sexual energy.

Monday, 4/15/16, 21:00

Within two hours, Edward was lying on his back on a bed in a motel naked. A young-looking hooker was huddled over him smiling. She had long red hair to her small soft shoulder. Her cheeks were a baby pink and her lips were a tomato red. The whore was only dressed in black and pink bra and panties. They had just finished screwing for the fourth time. Edward looked up at her smiling. “Little sister,” he spoke up in a lustful. “How old are you?” His playmate looked at him smiling. “Twenty-one. What do you ask?” she replied in a cute voice. Ed kept smiling at her. “You’re so good!” he called. “Hey kid,” she spoke up. “How old are you?” That pissed her client off completely. “Big brother!!!” he yelled out as he slapped the hooker in the face with his right hand. The girl yelped in pain. “You must call me big brother!” Ed yelled out. “Big brother!!! Big brother, you stupid bitch!!!” The whore was in fear of him now. She was in tears now. This was how he was to the girls at times. Ed promised himself he wouldn’t abuse them, but now that was turning into a lie as well! When he saw his mistake, Ed began to calm down again. “I’m so sorry, little sister.” he apologized. Then, the alchemist began to stroke her cheek lightly. He leaned forward and lightly kissed the girl on the cheek. The girl began to cheer up a bit again. “Want another round?” Edward asked in a caring and lusty tone. The whore sobbed as she nodded. Then, she climbed back on top of her client and shagged him again.

Tuesday, 4/16/16, 6:00

Edward made it back to his suite room in the morning. He was worn out again. The boy expected his girlfriend to be up and waiting for him with questions. And sure enough, Winry was sitting on a towel she had laid out on the sofa waiting for him. (The sofa was still damp from all of the cum and sweat that came from Ed.) She had a stoic look on her face. “Well, well, well,” the blonde mechanic replied. “And where were you all of last night?” Edward had the perfect lie ready to give her. “I was just working late again,” he replied. “I stopped off somewhere to have a nap as Mustang insisted of me and then I got caught up on my work. I only rested just to shut him up.” Silence passed between them for a moment. She didn’t look like she was going to believe this lie this time. Then, Winry smiled at him. “Very well,” she said. Then, she got up and left the room. Edward stared at her confused. The girl didn’t accuse him of cheating or get angry this time. “She’s been unusually calm at times,” he thought uneasily. “She’s up to something!” Who cares? You got away scot-free! [That’s not the point! I want to know what Winry is plotting to punish me!] Don’t worry; she probably doesn’t suspect a thing! So you’re in the clear. Now, get some rest for more booty tonight! Edward rolled his eyes annoyed and headed to the bed. This was just one of his many lies to Winry.