Liar.

I’m not an idiot. I can tell when I’m being lied to. I’m more perceptive than that.

I can hear you typing over Skype while you write as "Lexi".

You know all her passwords.

I know how you type and all your mannerisms. I can tell when you share them with Lexi.

I can tell how odd it is that her timing and yours is always so perfectly synced.

Your guys’ IPs match.

I’m not stupid. I’m not gullible.

And you know I’m not stupid. You know how much I value honesty. You know I can figure things like this out easily, I’ve told you about it. You’ve seen me do it. And yet you’re holding strong to this lie.

I’d rather you just tell me the truth. Please? I hate feeling like this.