Beautiful Lies by sherlet8 (e book reader free txt) 📕

Steve. I meant it seemed as if you had a lot of experience in these parts.”
“You are mistaken Silver. I don’t have an expertise in these things at all. I just told you what I thought personally. For different people the thing might be in different manner."
"It’s true that for different people love comes in a different way. But does everyone get it? As you said love provides us a purpose to live. But suppose a person doesn’t have someone to love then?"
"That doesn’t happen Silver. Once in life every person falls in love .its irresistible. You can't help it."
"Steve has you ever fallen in love?” I asked suddenly. I knew it was a queer question but I didn't know why I asked him that.
Steve took his time. He looked at me curiously.
"I don't know,” he said blankly.
"You don't know? Funny!"
"No Silver its not funny .you never know when you fall in love. Might be you treat a person just casually but suddenly one day you realize that you love him, that you really care for that person. Haven’t you felt it?"
"I have never had a person Steve. I don't have a single friend. I don't have this 'someone' with whom I can share my thoughts. Its all been so boring so monotonous.” I answered .my voice had an unhappy tone.
"Come on Silver don't tell me that no one had ever asked you out or asked you to go with him on a date” Steve grinned.
I tried to smile” yes there had been numerous” I said slowly” but none of my type. They are just the same. Changing always. If one goes another comes that's what they think. They don't understand anything about 'love' its passion and taste. Besides there has been the rich spoilt brats of my father's colleagues. But they are just arrogant people. Always showing off, that they have money, they behave as if they can buy anything in this world with money. I hate them. I hate them to the worst extent” I couldn't control my anger.
Steve seemed to be queer now as if he was thinking hard about something.
"So you hate guys who are rich? Well then which type of people do you like?” Steve asked.
I thought for a moment. "Um...someone having a simple mind and a simple heart but who really cares for me. I don't want riches. What matters to me is what type of person he is. Like you Steve. You are simple. You live a simple life with your mom and dad. Being rich is a curse. You are not. So you can enjoy your life .you are just yourself unique in your own way."
As I said these words I could feel that I was blushing but I went on.
Steve gave one of his numerous smiles” thanks for the compliments."
We continued our conversation for sometime .I got back at home at 6.after that i sat down to study again. I don't know why I felt so refreshed. Later on Steve called me up once again about my wounds. Today in the library he had inquired about them at least 20 times I think. I couldn't understand what bothered him so much.

Chapter: 6

"Silver” mom called as she put the tablecloth over the table.
"Yes mom"
Mom and I were busy, cleaning the house putting things in order. After one week papa would be arriving. I had only few days of my holidays left.
"I was saying,” mom continued,” that Silver, this boy I mean your friend Steve didn't call you today? Did he?"
"No mom. But how did you know that he calls me everyday?"
"I am your mother Silver. I know you and your nature."
"Well might be he is very busy” I said and turned away.

it has been now nearly three days but still i haven't got any call from Steve. I didn't know where he lived, so I couldn't go to his house to enquire about him. I tried to call him but his mobile was always off. I was getting very worried bout him.
Thinking about this present situation and about papa's arrival I slowly went towards my room and sat down at the table. I was going to open my notebook when something fell. It was a paper, which was neatly folded and was tucked at the windows sill. I opened it. It was written.
"Dear Silver,
Please come tomorrow at valley at 7 pm. come alone. Don’t fear I promise you would be safe and sound. Waiting for tomorrow good-bye.
Well wisher"
Who could be this ‘well wisher’? I didn't have much time to think upon the matter. I was pretty busy with my works and helping mom to prepare as my papa's arrival date approached nearer.
It was dark. I started from home at 6:45 pm. told mom that i am going for a walk but she made me promise that I would return before 9:30.i hurried along the path .i wore a black T-shirt, a Corduroy jacket and blue denims. I didn't wait to tie my hair properly as i was too excited about the identity of my 'well wisher'.
When I arrived at the valley it was very dark. I looked around myself. There was no one. I had forgot to bring my gloves too. And the weather was cold enough. I put my hands in the pocket of my jacket. Suddenly I felt that there was something in one of the pockets. it was a paper. I took out the torch and read what was written on it.
"Walk straight from here. You will certainly see something.
Well wisher"
I didn't know how this paper came but still I decided to follow the instructions.
Suddenly I saw a flicker of light .I moved towards it. As I reached there I saw a huge lamp and beside it there was a basket. While I was examining these things someone came from behind and closed my eyes with his (or her) hands. I was terrified at the first but then I calmed down as I heard a voice which I knew very well.
"Tell me who am I?” the voice asked.
"Oh Steve don't think that I don't know your voice “I replied joyfully.
As soon as I said this the pair of hands retreated back. I spun around and saw Steve laughing at me.
"Its wonderful! Really, it just marvelous! "I exclaimed with joy.
"I thought you would like it” Steve said.
"I like it very much. You are wonderful, Steve.” I hugged Steve tightly.” Thank you so much” I murmured in his ears.
Steve took me gently in his arms.
"I won't tell you welcome Silver” he whispered.” you know why?"
I shook my head.
"Cause in friendship there is no "thanks”, no "welcome”, and no "sorry” he said.” come on Silver, lets have something to eat"
We sat down had had some snacks .we stretched ourselves and spent the time talking and laughing and gazing at the night sky.
"Look at that star.” I pointed.” That small one, twinkling."
"And look Silver there a comet passing. Did you see it?"
"Yes."
"You know some people say that if you wish something at this time then your wish will come true."
"Really?"
"Yeah"
"Do you believe it Steve?"
"Don’t know but what's the wrong thing in trying?"
"What did you wish Steve?"
"Let it be a secret."
"Come on Steve tell me.” I implored him.
"You will be knowing it soon” he said grinning at me.
As promised I returned home before 9.
As I stretched my self on my bed I recalled all the events of the day. I believe it was the happiest day of my life. The stars up there and we down here gazing at them. Steve and i laughed and talked and bickered at allot though roughly enjoy the whole thing and i wish I could see more of Steve in the coming days.

Chapter: 7

Oh god! What has happened to me? Thought Steve. At the moment he was so confused that his head was out of order.
His mother also asked him the same question. What has happened to him? But he couldn't answer and escaped the question murmuring an excuse. But how long could he escape the fact that he has changed lately. Most of the time he is aloof. He seems to be deeply absorbed in something.
And sometimes he even skips his meals but he can't forget one thing. And that is Silver. He can’t. The more he tries the more he yearns for her. He can't pass a day without seeing her beautiful face or hearing her sweet voice. But why? He has no answer.

Chapter: 8

"Silver"
Was I dreaming? The voice called me once again.
Of course. It must be papa. I jumped out of the bed and rushed downstairs.
Papa was standing there smiling at me. I ran towards him and hugged him tightly.
"So how are you little princess?” he asked
"I am fine papa. Tell me how are you?"
"I am fine too. But without my family I am not so well."
"Oh papa. I am so glad to see you. You know I have made a new friend. His name is...."
Mom interrupted me" okay Silver now you can tell your papa about your friend later. Firstly let him rest. Today we all would be going to celebrate your papa's return and there fore we would be going to a beautiful place. Okay?"
"Really mom?"
"Yes. Now go and clean your room first "
"Okay mom"
I passed the whole evening cleaning the room and putting things in order.
Once Steve called me .I gave him the news that papa had come. He seemed happy to hear it.
I chatted with him for a bit. These days we always find out time to chat with each other. I really enjoy this little chat and talks of ours.
"Silver are you ready?” mom called.
"Yeah mom. Just a minute. I am coming down” I took my cell from the bed and hurried downstairs.
We were going to the "grandeur restaurant”. Papa was driving the car.
I sat at the backseat with mom.
After reaching our destination we chose a table for three at the middle of the hall.
I went away to wash my hands.
After coming back I saw mom and dad talking with three people.
I couldn't see them as their backs were turned towards me.
"Oh here she come,” said papa. "Silver. Do you remember Mr. Kent and Mrs. Kent? They have come here for a vacation."
I looked carefully. Yeah I knew him he was uncle Kent. My father's best friend and now he own a big MNC .I could say he was millionaire. And I could also remember aunt Jessica, uncle Kent’s wife.
But before I could greet them I was shocked to see someone who was also along with them.
I never expected to see Steve.
"Hello Silver. How are you? You seem to have grown up into a beautiful girl” aunt Jessica said. She pointed at Steve and said,” this is my son Steve. I think both of you are meeting for the first time."
I was so shocked that I couldn't speak anything.
Steve was also alarmed. He smiled weakly.
I couldn't take it any more. My eyes were burning. All those lies that Steve told me were echoing in my ear. The bubble of happiness where i was thriving all thought these days ended in a moment. The happiness of friendship turned cold.
"Mom” my voice was shaking.
"Yes Silver"
"Mom my head is aching and I am not feeling well. Can I go to home?"
"Headache? All of a sudden. You were all right when you