70. Spiraling

I opened my mouth to start explaining, then closed it again.

I had no idea what to say.

Jules just stood there looking at me, waiting for a denial that wasn't coming.

I wasn't going to lie to him anymore. The lies were already getting so tangled that I was having trouble keeping up with them all.

This is the very reason it is best not to lie like that in the first place. At least not to the people you really care about.

And damnit, I cared about Jules.

Another lesson from my grandparents that I will cherish for my entire life.

After pacing the room several times while running his good hand through his hair and mumbling, he sat on Bear's bed instead of his own, gesturing for me to join him. Reluctantly, I sat down next to him while maintaining a certain distance.

My head was a chaotic mess, pieces of my theoretical board flying around in total disorder.

Jules laughed a bit nervously. "Well, fuck man, it isn't exactly the right moment to get all uncomfortable with me, is it? I me