Chapter 40 One to call mine

Chapter fourty
I walk out of Dave's office, still angry at practically everything. One thing that still baffles me is why Betty acts so familiar with Dave. Nancy was right. There sure is something going on between Michael and Dave. Perhaps they were friends. But what could have happened?
I wish to probe in seriously.
The ringing tone of my phone jerks me out of my thoughts suddenly. I look at the screen and it's Michael. A smile evades my face as I take the phone and ease it close to my ear, "Hi," I say into the receiver.
"You wouldn't even call if I didn't call. Are you still upset about what had happened?" He asks, concerned.
I chuckle slightly. I have even forgotten about it all. The one I am angry at right now is Dave and well, Betty. Who the heck gave her the audacity to stay so close to him?
"I'm so sorry. I was so occupied with work," I say and quickly thought of telling him about Betty.
"Where will you be going this evening, after work?"
"Nowhere. Why do you ask?"
He hesitated for a few seconds, "I'm thinking we could see after your work hours. What do you think about that?"
I smile now, remembering all those fun times I had with Michael. Maybe I can even use that opportunity to tell him about Betty.
"I will love too," I say and Michael laugh softly
"Talk to you later then," he says and the phone goes off.
I suddenly feel hungry again.
I wonder what Betty and Dave are up to right now.
Dave POV
"Your acting skills are incredible," I praise Betty, and she smiles wildly now. For some reasons unknown to me, I realize she looks good and her color is good today.
What I did with Betty in my office was all part of the plan. A plan I have laid out to settle the rift between Michael and Betty.
I plan to frustrate Jones and make her tell Michael about me and Betty. The fool still loves Betty. He just wouldn't accept it himself. Asides from that, I want to put him and Jones in the friend zone. Although, I still don't know what I want from Jones. A I know is that she makes me happy, makes me smile and she's interesting. And sometimes when I look at her, I would feel like kissing her again. Most times, I only want to pull her closer to my chest and make her feel very much comfortable with me.
She still doesn't know she's mine, whether I plan to love her or not. She's mine. And I won't allow Michael to take her away from me,not this time.
"But Dave, you know I know you so well," Betty says, eating mince pie in the process. I take my spoon and delve into the rice before me.
"Yes, I know". Betty used to be so close to me. She knew every damn thing about me. My father thought I was dating her then. He loves her and wanted me to date her on a normal note. There were several occasions whereby he made it known to us both. But we were just friends then, nothing much and for me, nothing less. That was why it broke me so much when she left me. Meanwhile, Cynthia had left me early that month. I and Michael had started to fight after the incident in high school. And suddenly, Betty came to me and instead of the usual fun routine, she started confessing about how much she loved Michael. I still wonder how those two met and how they did it unaware of me.
"I know you like tall girls like me. Tall, light in complexion, and slim," she looks at me now," And none of these qualities is in Jones. I mean she's short, though light in complexion alright but the girl just doesn't fit in your category. Are you trying to play her? Yet, she's not in the league of girls you do play".
I look at her briefly, thinking about the question. If I say I am confused too, would anyone accept?
"I'm not playing her. And tastes change. Also, I don't want you to disrespect her in any way. If you talk harshly to her or you try to harm her, then you will have to fight with me," I say and smile slyly at her," Why don't you tell me how you met Michael".
She shifts uncomfortably in her seat. I chuckle now and eat my food.
I know there is something not possible in life, something we never imagined to be true or to even happen.
Now, I believe that fate can never be changed.
I don't believe I'm working towards having Jones to myself. I want her to do to me how she does to Michael.
But for the sake of the current plan, I'm going to pretend as though I don't want anything with her. Even though I've fumbled by telling her I like her the other time.
I don't think that registered because she looks so innocent whenever it comes to love. I don't believe she's new to most things.
Nevertheless, I'm bent on getting her.
"It's ok," I remind her and place my hand on hers. She looks up and her gaze meets mine. I smile softly and nod slightly, egging her on.
She smiled too, "I will tell you everything Dave. I'm just scared. I don't want to choose between you and Michael again if this plan works out".
I look away now. Maybe that's inevitable. But it wouldn't be painful because I will be having Jones.