All Chapters of My lies catch up with me : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

When Jill came to the pool shortly after, Craig was already there, sitting on a deck chair and waiting for her."Why aren't you in the water yet, aren't you too cold?" Jill teased."No, I've thought of something," he smiled. "We were pretty noisy last night and I think we should go somewhere else before there's any trouble here."She eyed him suspiciously. 'And what did you have in mind?''Let's go to the beach. Apart from the fact that I prefer swimming in the sea anyway, it's quiet there and won't disturb anyone.”Jill hesitated, not sure if hanging out alone with him at night was a good idea. After all, she didn't know him and had no idea what might be hiding behind his harmless manner, so caution was advised.As if reading her mind, he added at the same moment, "Don't be afraid, I certainly won't attack you," sounding utterly amused."I'm not scared," Jill said hastily. "I don't mind driving."She had been looking for

Jill hadn't expected that Cloe would actually carry out her threat, but as soon as they entered the villa, Harriet's voice shrilled through the open living room door. "Jill - please come in here, I want to speak to you." "Oh God," Mandy whispered anxiously and started to follow Jill, but she stopped her. "You stay here, I'll take care of this myself. It's enough if one of us gets in trouble.” Mandy stood there dejectedly while Jill entered the living room. Harriet and Mick were sitting on the couch, Craig was standing at the window, there was no sign of Cloe. "Sit down," Harriet invited her. Jill flopped down on a couch, looking at Harriet expectantly. "Is it true that you slapped Cloe?" she immediately began with an angry voice. “Yes.” “How yes? Isn't that all you have to say? Do you think it's okay to fight with the other girls here?' snapped Harriet. "No, I don't think so, but I don't think it's okay fo

"Oh no, please not again," she thought in panic. She looked around frantically, there was no way she would lie down under the bed again, she remembered the experience of the last time all too clearly. She quickly rushed into the bathroom, if she was lucky he would only stay for a short time, it wasn't very long until the bus would leave. She quietly closed the door so far that only a very small gap remained open, through which she carefully peered out. The door opened, Craig took a step into the room, then turned back. "Give me just a moment, I'll be right down," he said to someone in the hallway whom Jill couldn't see from where she was standing. The other person mumbled something. "Yes, I'm in a hurry, I just want to take a quick shower," Craig replied, audibly indignant, and closed the door. 'Oh my God,' Jill thought, horrified, 'that can't be true.' She stepped back from the door, feverishly trying to figure out what to do next. She looked aro

As she fell, Jill gave a startled little scream, but two arms grabbed her and set her safely on the ground. Distraught, she spun around to see Craig standing in front of her, staring at her in disbelief. "Jill, what the hell are you doing?" "There was a big spider," she blurted out, frantic. "Aha, that explains everything, of course," he said dryly, and Jill got the impression he was having a hard time suppressing a grin. "She must have been pretty clingy, following you up here from your balcony, along the wall." She shrugged helplessly, not knowing what to say. Shaking his head, he pushed her to a chair, placed his hands on her shoulders and gently forced her to sit down. Then he sat down on the edge of the table opposite her. »First you're standing half-naked in my bathroom, now you're climbing around out there and you're about to break your neck. - Wouldn't you like to explain to me what's going on here? And don't tell me you wanted

Heart still pounding, Jill threw her phone on the bed and rushed to the bathroom. Normally she didn't need much time to get ready, she didn't care much about styling and other embellishments. But today she definitely wanted to look good, she wanted to please Craig, and thirty minutes didn't feel like enough for that.She hurriedly jumped into the shower, washed her hair and hoped that the hotel hair dryer would be enough to get her dry in time. Then she carefully creamed herself and then rummaged through her suitcase in search of underwear. Despite her misgivings, she had packed some sheer lingerie and quickly slipped into tiny black lace knickers and a matching bra. She pulled on the new dress, struggled with the zipper for a moment and then put on the high heels.She rushed back to the bathroom, where she blow-dried her hair until it was halfway dry and falling in soft waves over her shoulders. As always, she didn't wear makeup, and tonight it wasn't necessary anyway