Chapter 31 Amazing right?

Chapter thirty-one
Michael is fuming behind me like an angry lion. Sincerely, it baffles me to see him this way and I am also kind of disappointed. I never knew he could be this way.
I look back at Dave, "I want you to leave now"
Dave watch me for a while, "I need to speak with you privately"
I frown at him," I don't want to hear anything from you. Will you leave while I'm still asking nicely?"
He looks past me, at Michael before getting up and walking away. I sigh with huge relief but couldn't even bring myself to look at Michael. Like I've said earlier, I need some space for myself. I walk to the door to open it but he handheld me again. I didn't turn to look at Michael.
"Jones, I'm sorry", Michael started but I cut him off with a wave of my hand.
"I'm sorry Michael but I will like to be alone now." I meet his gaze and stare at the innocent eyes. Something in them wants me to believe him but I can't ignore the other facts staring down at me. If Nancy was here, she would have told me exactly what to believe. And I can't even call her right now because I can't find my phone.
Michael let go of me slowly and I walk inside. Asides from the fact that I'm thinking about Michael. I want to think about Dave too. Why is Dave suddenly getting nice to me? Michael must be right in this context if not all. I mean he has started behaving weirdly since the day his dad met me.
Should I let go of Michael or not?
A knock woke me up from my slumber. I look up at the wall clock and it's six in the evening. I stand and move closer to the door. It must be Michael. I open the door and stare at a lady in uniform, "Hi," I greet and she smiles at me.
"Hi, we got a call to bring this over," she says and stretches forth a try. I collect it from her and bow slightly in gratitude. I didn't call anyone, so, who ordered this?
I close the door and put the tray on the table. I open the plate cover and realize it's food. I'm starving already so I delve into the food, angrily.
I open my eyes again and it's morning. I yawn and get up to clean myself. I feel so hungry too and I have not seen or spoken with Michael since the last incident. I don't like the silent treatment and I want to talk with him. I'm going to his room after I dress up. I mean why exactly am I bothering myself? Michael loves me and wants me to trust him. Why can't I just listen and follow his word? At least, I love him too. God, why am I so stubborn?
I choose the tight-fitted short red gown. I'm light in complexion, so, red fits me so well. I look at myself in the mirror and smile with satisfaction.
I open the door and look over at Michael's door. A guy is standing in front of the door. I move nearer and bend my head slightly as a means of respect, "Hi. Is Michael in?"
He nods severally," No, he's not. He wants me to give you this," he stretches forth an envelope which I collect," He wants you to have breakfast without him," he says and bows slightly before walking away.
I sigh noisily and head downstairs to the restaurant. I pray I don't meet Dave. I want this morning to myself too.h
Back in my room, I've been waiting and checking Michael's room. Where the heck could he be? And why would he leave me alone like this? God, I'm not liking this silent treatment at all. I need to speak with Michael. I don't even have my phone with me.
Everywhere is so boring. I wake up again and switch on the television. Is Michael back now?
A knock and I jump up to open the door. I sigh with disappointment when it's not Michael but the guy I met in front of Michael's room the other time.
"Boss wants me to give you this package. He said to tell you there's a party by three", he stretch forth the two paperbacks which I collect.
" Will Michael be there?"I couldn't help but ask.
He nods slowly," Yes, it's a business party. He can't avoid it," he says and bows slightly before walking away.
I empty the content of the paperback on the bed. One has a glass golden high shoe and the other holds a long blue gown. It's without sleeves and I'm only going to hold it with my breast. I sigh, should I go to the party or not? Well, I should because Michael wants me to come. He wouldn't have given me this dress if he doesn't want me to.
I look at the watch and it is just twelve. I can't wait to see Michael. I seriously need to speak with him and I'm going to tell him everything.
I watched twilight. It helped me. Wolves movies always get me immense so much. Before I knew it, it's two o'clock already. I jump up, anxiously. I walk to the bathroom for a quick bath.
There's a huge flower at the waist side and it's like all this Cinderella gown, just that mine isn't really big. It barely passes my legs. I look at myself in the mirror and a smile evades my face. For once, I see myself getting beautiful.