Chapter 21 I'm crushing on Michael

Chapter twenty-one
"You seem to like what you see. Will you stay here then," he says and look up at me, from the laptop.
I sigh. I'm not ready for this," Where's my shoe."
He blinks once, then twice," Oh, you really want that?"
I cross my hands in front of me," Why the heck are you not at work?"i ask instead,ignoring his stupid question.
He smiles now,revealing his white sets of teeth," Because I own my company "he looks at his laptop and continues typing," Your shoe is over here. Come and get it yourself."
I groan, ignoring his stupid comments before walking toward him. I walk behind him and see the shoe beside him. I bent to pick them but suddenly had this urge to hit his head from behind. Looking at him makes me look at the laptop he was pressing. In a quick action, he strolled down and up but my eyes were fast enough to see some houses he have. No,that's not the main point. The main thing is,I saw one with my daddy's address and the same picture as my father's house.
"Wait!" I say quickly, startling Dave for some seconds," stroll up again"
Dave stand and close the laptop," I don't feel like"
Wait, no! It can't be what I saw. Wait! It's not even possible. We didn't put our house out on sale, so how come it's under Dave's property? Maybe it's just similar but I reed to confirm it," Dave, let me see something. Please,I'm begging you"i Idon't even know what I'm saying. My heartbeat has quicken and I seriously need to find out.
Dave stare at me much longer," You don't need to check it out. What you saw is true".
Wait! What! I don't understand.i look up at him," I don't understand you".
He gives me a lackadaisical face," I brought your house"
What the fuck!
I couldn't think, it feels as though I'm not even understanding a bit of what he had just said.
I bend my head still skeptical. When I look up at Daves again, the look was gone from his face. He seems so sober for once.
"You brought the house my father left for me?" I couldn't believe the words coming out of my mouth. Is it true? Like he brought the house and now it's his? "But why?" My voice dropped to a whisper
Dave look away, "After sacking your mom and sending your brother out of school, your mother put your house on sale. Someone brought it but I brought it from him times two of the amount he was ready to pay".
I sigh and think about it before looking at Dave again, "You are a very wicked man, Dave. I know you are alright, I just didn't know it's this deep. You act as though I offended you. All I wanted was fair rules. I never passed my boundaries and I didn't insult you for no reason. You brought all the bad things upon me and my family. After the embarrassment you gave me, the next thing you discovered was how to hijack the only thing my father left for me?" I couldn't stop the tears. I don't seriously believe this is happening to me, "I hate you Dave and I do with all my soul and heart.l just pray that there will be a day in your life when you will lose something so precious to you. So you can know how it feels too,' I say and walk out, running as fast as my legs can carry me.
I board a cab and head home. Mom was in the sitting room watching a movie and Sam, well probably in his room, doing the same thing.
"Mom, tell me it's not true. That you didn't put this house on sale"
Mom look up at me and her face suddenly fell at the question. She looks away.
"Mom, this house is the only one we have, something that reminds us of my father, your husband. How can you sell it?" The tears were gushing out of my eyes and I couldn't stop it.
"Was this my fault!" Mom says suddenly, standing up, "You were the one that picked a fight with Dave Margray and it was affecting us. I got fired and Sam got sent out of school. Do you want him to be a dropout? And you know how much he wants to school," my mom is suddenly crying too, "And you. Even before the incident, you couldn't get a job. How much more after? And I know how the Margray can be because I've worked with Richard Margray"
What! Did I hear it wrong
"You've worked with the Margray?"
My mom looks away, "Yes, before I met your father. So, I know what those Margray are capable of doing. I intend to sell the house and have us fly out of the state," she sobs and smiles faintly, "It would have worked well but you came home and told me you've gotten a job at Mercury light. I was so confused and there was no way I could tell you about it. Instead, I took off the sale on the house but someone had already placed an embargo on it. And that person was no other than the Margray"
I move closer to mom, with so much feeling stirring up in me, "Why didn't you tell me?"
"I was afraid you would do worst than you have already done. You started all this remember? And you even refused to bed him when Nancy persuaded you to follow her," she explain. And God, I see sense in all she said.
God, why has it become like this? Why do we have to suffer?
Feeling very much miserable, I collapse on the floor and sob harder. After some seconds, mom bends closer and pull me into a tight hug while still crying.
Most times, we would hate our lives so much that we might even think of ending them. Right now, I so much hate my life. If I can turn back the tide, I would go back to the time before I met Dave. I would act as if I don't know him.
I walk inside Mercury light company, feeling very much miserable. What do I do? Should I just forget about the house or should I move out and continue working? Or should I go and beg Micheal? Are you sure Michael would hear? I don't even want to see him again.
"What got you thinking so much?" My, heart skip a beat as I look up at Michael. Was I late?
I smile up at him and shake my head negatively, "I'm fine. I just had to go get something from someone before she travels this afternoon"
Michael touch my face and wipe off a tear, "You aren't good with lying". He look me in the house, "Why were you crying?"
I look away. I don't even know where to start. Just thinking about it brings fresh tears to my eyes. I try to blink them away but I fail, "I__," I start but fail, "I don't want to talk about it, "I manage to say and try to walk to my office but Michael holds my hand, stopping me. I look up and give him a skeptical look.
He sighs and pulls me into a hug. I feel my breath seize and butterflies burst up in me. My feelings get caught up in what to do. Anyway, I don't want to think of anything now. I just want to hug Michael for as long as I can. I slowly put my hands around him, gluing myself to me. He instead holds me closer with my head on his chest.
OMG! We are not even in the office! People are watching. My heart starts beating heavily again at the thought of it. I've had so many trouble for today, do I seriously want to add more?
I'm so tired of my whole life
He pulls away after some minutes and I look up at him. He wipes away the excess tears with his fingertip. In the short silence that stretches between us, I can hear some inaudible whispering.
Michael smiles and looks up at Elizabeth. I look at her too and discover she's staring at us with such intensity you would that could pierce the whole planet. Her mouth is still open in agape, the same as some of the workers around. Although, they seem to pretend they are working and minding their business.
"I and Jones are going somewhere. Cancel all appointments," Michael says and I look at him again. Where is he taking me to?
"Yes sir," Elizabeth says but still hasn't get past the shock. I mean I am in shock as well.
Michael looks at me again, smiles before taking my hand and walking me out of the place. I look at the faces starring amazingly at us. Even I am stunned.
We drive to a popular restaurant close to the company. Well, I haven't been here and I never for once imagined I would be. My family doesn't even have the financial ability to sponsor us to where we want and I'm not good with studies. So, there was no way I would get a job that would enable me to afford these kinds of bills. Lunch here can ruin me forever.
I look at Michael, surprise, then a smile escapes me as he walks me inside. Do you know what I thought about the first time I saw Michael at our school? I wished to go on a date with him, to go to the restaurant together. Well, back in those days, I was only chanced to see him at a far distance. This feels like one of my wishes came to pass. Only one anyways.
We walk into the VIP section and I look around, amaze at my surroundings. I wonder how much this is worth and I also wonder why Michael is doing this. Well, it's palpably clear what he's trying to do. As the good man he is, he discovered I wasn't feeling good and he wanted to cheer me up. His motives are crystal clear, unlike some jackass. People like Dave. He caused everything. If he hadn't fired my mom and send my brother out of school, my mom wouldn't think of selling the house. I honestly don't know what would become of me if something happens to that house. That house contains everything precious to me. Even though, it always seems to remind me of dad's death but I can't ignore the good times we had in that house. And I don't ever want to do away with the only thing my father left for me, the only thing that always reminds me of him every time I see it.
We sit around the beautifully decorated table. The waitress comes in and gives out a huge decorated menu book. I look all over it and seriously, I'm still stunned.
Michael looked up at me from the menu book, "Haven't found something interesting?"
I shake my head drastically, smiling, "I don't think I will ever do. Get me something similar to yours"
Michael smiles and looks up at the waitress, "Get me number 5 and do the same for her".
The lady smile and bow slightly before walking away. I look at Michael now, "You don't necessarily have to bring me here".
He smile again, revealing the dimple at his right cheek, "I do come here whenever I feel down or whenever I need solace. And this special place is reserve only for me," he dip his head in suddenly, starting me, "And you are the first person I will come with. So, consider yourself lucky today", he says and I burst out laughing real hard. He's so funny. Like seriously?
He relaxes back in his chair now, "There was a time I brought someone here," he looks away as if he's thinking hard. What! He has brought someone here? And he's lying? I look down at the table, while my hands do the other job of feeling the texture of the cover clothes on it, "But it was my sister. She didn't enter this place before her boyfriend called her and we ended up driving back home"
I laugh out loud again. This is so funny. I wonder how his sister would look like. If Michael can be so handsome, then his sister would be a beauty. Someone that the modeling agency is looking for. I wish I can be beautiful too. I wish.