Reviews for The Kindness of Lies
Restlessdreamerxoxo chapter 6 . 9/26/2011
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! They hooked up , no way. It was so unexpected and sudden. One minute she's taslking about poetry the next minute there doing the deed. I am so happyyyyyyyy. Love the new chapter, Update more often :)
escfan chapter 1 . 7/31/2011
Love how this is in a male's perspective, oh and the title, now that I think about it. Their situation is pretty interesting as well.

I'm dying to find out more about Elliot, I feel like there are quite a few secrets she has.
Isabelle88 chapter 5 . 7/13/2011
aww this chapter was so sweet in a dark way, he is running away and has no idea what is happening, I love it. Glad to see you updating, this is such a great story.
RiddlesAreMystery chapter 4 . 6/2/2011
Please continue I love this story! Hope you write more soon! **
Restlessdreamerxoxo chapter 3 . 5/30/2011
Awesome story ! Eliot seems really secretive hmm I wonder whAt her story is
Eiya Weathes chapter 3 . 2/18/2011
[Chapter Three: Imagine Me and You]

- Chapter title is pretty sweet.

[Visits from Eliot were becoming as regular as school and piss checks. I want to say I hated them, but they honestly didn't make that much of a difference to me.]

- PISS CHECKS! I laughed at that one.

[I mean, I'm all for the…silence, however awkward it may be. Consider it a taste of the future, I say. Because nothing beats us in the category of awkward.

She'll make a witty little statement here and there. I would, out of mere principle, refuse to laugh. She'd carry on like I wasn't some huge asshole. And then she'd leave, just like she came.]

- Well at least Travis knows he's an asshole.

[Thing is, I would probably enjoy Eliot's company a lot more if it weren't for this whole house arrest thing. Call it irony, weird—whatever. But out of sheer principle, seeing as how I'm all about principles today, I couldn't allow myself to have fun with her. It was too, too, too easy; all of it. House arrest—oh, what a fan-fucking-tastic time to introduce the future Misses! He'll be so damn desperate for company that he'd even…jump on a gay dude or the equivalent. Or so they thought.

I mean, they were right. I was so damn desperate these days that practically anyone would do. You can have fun with just about any old bastard when you're cooped up like that Margaret Stewart lady.

Eliot isn't bad. She's kind of funny. And kind of pretty…if you had the tv turned off, and forgot about every hot actress/model/porn star you'd ever seen. What I mean is that here, alone, she wasn't so bad looking. And she is nice. But girls have to be nice. Unless they're of the bitches, in which case we're talking apples and oranges.

Anyway, Eliot's nice enough. She doesn't, like, cry or anything when I say fuck. I even told her to fuck herself once; she replied by asking for payment first. Then I ignored her for the rest of the day because I was so annoyed that it was actually pretty damn clever of her to think that up. Here I was, spouting f-bombs like any other unimaginative dumbass while she had to get all fancy with the cursing. It was kind of impressive.

Really, it wasn't so bad.]

- I like how he describes Eliot and keeps on thinking about her. I mean, it's expected. Especially with a chapter title like that.

[I was about to shut the door when someone's head popped through the doorway. "Whoa, that lass sure was in a hurry…oh god, did you pull your pants down? Guess she didn't like what you had to offer."]

- Funny line. I love it.

[He rolled his eyes, producing a folder from behind his back. "I came to give you this, you ungrateful assclown. Your homework, you know? Why weren't you at school today?"]

- ASSCLOWN. :)) I mean, lol much? WOW. I love Aaron now! In love with him.

["Sick." More like Eliot sick. But the old dragon wouldn't budge…apparently, my future wife now possessed more priority on my future than education.

"Bullshit. All tired out from playing with yourself, eh? Anyway, let's get serious. What was up with blondie just now?"

I shrugged, carefully misplacing the folder. "That's just Eliot."

"…isn't that a dude's name?"]

- I'm finding Aaron very adorable right now. All I can think of is Aaron, Aaron, Aaron.

["Why you do care, man? Last time I checked, you had a girlfriend. Gracely, was it?"

"Gracie is a friend!"]

- OMG. O_O When you mentioned Gracie...that's when I realized that this is the same Aaron from Half Your Age Plus Seven. Wow. I feel very stupid now. VERY. VERY. STUPID.

Wow. That's Aaron? I still can't process it. I mean, wow. Aaron. Huh. Who would've thought it. Aaron. WOW. Great, Cee, you are now a moron.

Still wow.

["Only time a guy bothers to have a friend that's a girl is when he wants to—"

"Then we're brothers!" I wonder if this guy has any idea how crazy he looks sometimes.

"Not with those breasts."]

- WOW. Blunt much?

[After another random piss check with Officer Donuts, I gave her my weekly schedule and saluted her before she could have a chance to look it over. I already had the OK from mom to go to Aaron's house for the 'study party.' You know, to finish all that extra make-up work…minus the study bit, but she need not worry herself with that. Important thing is, Officer Donuts would call Mom, Mom would approve the study party, and I would be all set for finally setting foot out of this multi-million dollar hellhole.]

- I love how you showed his emotions here.

[As usual, it was another week of Eliot. Another week of being equally fascinated and weirded out by her. I mean, how much time does this chick have on her hands? I understand school and no job are a given, but seriously no hobbies? No…shopping? Friends? Well I wouldn't be blown out of my goddamn mind if I found out the last one was true, but what gives? Maybe she was so rich her parents saw no need in her going to school (and what with the whole future planned out so nicely). Or better yet, she's homeschooled. Now we're reaching whole new levels of creepy…no one's creepier than home-schooled chicks.]

- Homeschooled chicks. :)) Wow. My laughter keeps on getting louder and louder over here. O_O People are starting to stare!

[Today, she was wearing a plaid shorts and suspender-combo with those wiry-ribbon headband things. The bow bit made her look like a rabbit. Her shoes were a kind of maroon boots, and her socks were white and lacy. It was…pretty.

But in that cuteish, eleven-year-old way, and not in any way attractive. At all.]

- Travis sounds like he's in denial.

[I was, I felt, I was beyond…

So what if she's late. Who gives a damn.

Not me. Even though she should've been here, oh, an hour ago….

But who cares.

"Hi," she said."

I meant to say hey. But what came out instead was:

"You're late."

Fuck.]

- AGAIN. DENIAL. DENIAL!

[I ignored her happiness. "Well, guess what. Food's been ready and now it's all cold because of you. You should be ashamed."]

- Lame excuse, dude.

[Then I made the dumb-ass mistake of looking towards the door where Eliot was still standing, shuffling her feet and looking like someone's lost kid sister. Me being only a partial asshole, and not a complete, bona fide one, couldn't help but feel a little bad for it. Like I said before, I'm almost certain that none of me fulfils her little girlhood dreams of Prince Charming and whatever. The least I could do was entertain her for an hour, or something before throwing her ass out. I was about to do just that.]

- A partial asshole indeed.

[She rolled her eyes, holding onto my shoulder for support as she kicked off her boots. "Your mom is hardly what you'd call Grandma. I believe the correct terminology would be MILF."]

- OMG. SHE DID NOT JUST GO THERE. Haha! That was pretty awesome.

["Bradbury!"

I didn't say anything, only giving her a funny look.

"Ray Bradbury. You're reading Fahrenheit 451?"

I was, actually.

"Yeah, whatever."

"Do you like it so far?"

I did, actually.

I shrugged. "Don't know."]

- I feel bad for Eliot. He's being distant. :

["They say you fight a lot. Are you a fighter?"

Even knowing how weird she was, that one caught me off guard. "What?"

"Do you have something to prove?"

"Nothing," I answered.

"I get it. You're a man, right?"

"So the law says."

She looked me in the eyes. "And you? What about what you say?"

I groaned, shaking a hand through my hair. "What is with you? You're always like this, always all over the place. What are you trying to say?"

"Nothing. I don't have anything to say."

"Well you say an awful lot for having nothing to say."

She shrugged.]

- I like how you showed us her insightful side.

[And with that, I was alone again.

And for lack of anything else to do, I picked up the book and threw it out the window.

I spent the rest of the day imagining different scenarios involving me telling her I had missed her, just a little, instead of blowing off on her like the asshole I was.]

- Cute ending.

- Cee.
Eiya Weathes chapter 2 . 2/18/2011
[Chapter Two: And allow me to introduce you to my large-chested acquaintance]

- Alright. The chapter title got me hooked. Seriously. I was giggling.

[I didn't think I'd actually hear from her again so soon…if at all, for that matter. Really, I would have probably raised a brow or two if the next time we saw each other wasn't at the altar in front of some chubby priest. Judge. Rabbi? Whatver.

So try and imagine my surprise at waking up to her knocking on my door just two days later.

And if you're not very smart or legitimately that dumb, by her I mean Eliot.]

- Great start. It was EPIC. It really made me laugh.

["You friend," she repeated, speaking a little bit slower this time as an answer to my question. And to make things worse, she did this godawful gesturing that consisted of her hands swooping large mounds of air over her chest. "The well-endowed girl, doesn't she want brunch?"

I looked at her like she'd just revealed she had a penis. Maybe this was her way of mocking me, or something. Checking for even the slightest hint of a smirk, I came up with nothing but her serious face. You gotta be kidding me…

And then at that moment, I realized I may have been the idiot out of us, but she was definitely the crazy one.]

- Hahahahahahahaha. This made me laugh. Eliot's adorable and I really can't get enough of her.

["Eliot, I have to apologize on behalf of my son! Heaven knows, I couldn't forgive myself if you saw something truly heinous! I just pray he wasn't sleeping in the nude as per the usual?"

She took a small sip of her tea, staring pointedly away from me. "It's nothing I hadn't anticipated then."

Well, ouch.

"Boxers, then? Oh, I'm so relieved!"]

- Again. Eliot, you are awesome!

[Maybe I would have thrown in the little ditty about the boy who had once told a girl he loved her. How he had given her a flower that he'd picked off the side of the road, and how she still had it in her hair the next day. The same day he had ignored her. How the girl eventually learned to ignore him like he did to her—but how he could see her look at him every so often when she thought he was sleeping, wondering where she had gone wrong.

But the little me then didn't have to words to tell this girl that he would never love anyone—could never love. So it was best if she or he didn't bother.

After all, he was already someone else's husband. Then she could see that there was no point in them even trying.

Or, she would have only gotten mad at him. And he didn't want that.]

- I liked how the MC narrated that. It was flowing and deep yet simple at the same time.

[I went into my room, seeing that the sheets were now laying flat on the bed. She had probably taken the window again.

I sat in my empty room, vaguely wondering if the right thing to do would've been offering her brunch.]

- Haha. Nice ending.

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Well I can tell you know that I loved this chapter! Amazing. I got to know more of Eliot and more of Travis...although he acted like an asshole.

I love your characters.

I love your flow and I'm loving the pace.

Long story short, I love everything.

Again, you've got the male POV down!

- Cee.
renegade01 chapter 2 . 12/15/2010
travis lost some major cool points with this one. he seems to be in douchebag mode. your chapter title made me grin. ;)
Isabelle88 chapter 2 . 12/15/2010
I really love the sense of humor in his point of view, please update soon, I love this story in all kinds of ways; his humor and her bluntness is golden.
graces chapter 1 . 12/8/2010
really capturing introduction! i'm excited to read more (:
Eiya Weathes chapter 1 . 12/8/2010
[No more April Fools jokes. Any more of those, and I'll probably jump in front

of a semi. A human being can only take so much abuse, especially when

he's entirely choiceless in the matter. If it makes you feel better, I would've

stayed put in ye olde womb for another day to spare you of all your comedic

efforts.]

- This is when I say: I miss your sense of humor!

[I was halfway to the balcony when I heard footsteps behind me. My first instinct was to slow down and hit first, ask questions later (bonus if it turned out to be a crazy ex...accidents happen, you know).

But then, there's that whole taboo deal about punching out women, and odds were 50/50. Not to mention that stupid clicking that heels make. Damn it, probably a psycho ex. And it was too late to hit now…

What could I have done? I turned around.]

- Made me laugh

[She was…well damn. She was tiny. That was kind of a shocker. I was expecting a lot of things, most consisting of ass and tits. You know those girls with "means." Why settle for mediocrity? Most things I was flexible in, like blonde vs. brunette, chesty vs. model, even bisexual vs. barsexual. But I was absolutely certain of some things: that whoever she was, she'd be rich, pretty (no doubt to fulfill some kind of grandchildren wish), and clueless. More or less like me.

But no, she was…god, she wasn't any of these things. I mean, maybe the rich, although that was unlikely, considering how her dress was reeking something fierce of 'home-made.' It was some kind of flowery t-shirt-like number that looked like it came from Forever 21, or in her case, 16. And…well, not to say she was ugly or anything. Definitely not ugly—but not hot, either. Gods no, not hot. That dress.

And so thin, my god. I could snap her wrist right now if I wanted. Which reminds me, I should probably let that go now. Although she had said nothing about it so far. Weird girl.]

- Love this. You really got the male POV down. :)

["Happy birthday, son."

Yeah. Happy birthday to me.

And for my gift?

Her. Eliot.

The girl I'd marry, one of these days.]

- Interesting ending. I'm really hooked into this. What happens next?

- Amethyst Penn
tickle.me.blue32 chapter 1 . 12/8/2010
thumbs up for the male perspective. and the house arrest? i can't wait to find out the story behind it.

it is confusing sometimes and it is unlike your other stories, but i like it. i'll definitely stick around to see what happens next :)
renegade01 chapter 1 . 12/8/2010
interesting beginning. i'm liking the male perspective and some of his thoughts definitely made me grin. ;) eliot seems kinda quirky and cool. can't wait to see how this progresses.

you lost me a little bit when something happens to his leg and the whole step step beep thing...i'm not sure what happened there.
Isabelle88 chapter 1 . 12/7/2010
I like his twisted screwed up sense of humor and I like that it's in a guy's point of view this time around for the whole arranged marriage thing. Really liking this idea, hope you continue.
Rozes-and-Laurels chapter 1 . 12/7/2010
It's kind of confusing, but it sounds interesting for sure.