Something's off
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"I hope to see you in a bit, handed over to the master" Jason
"ah, don't go there, moreover I will be stepping out in a while, I have lunch planed with Betty" i focused on the paper Jason gave to me earlier
"oh, no problem, I'll see you when I see you then... did I mention you look stunning today?" he said on his way out
"I believe you have" i chuckled
"forgive me milady" he bowed slightly and went out, i couldn't help but smile, Jason carry a lot of charm
he suddenly peaked from the door once more "stunning, you look stunning"
"plain, you look plain Eliza" Betty remarked when she met with me at Le Pecora
"really? thanks a lot, and you look gorgeous" I complimented
"oh yes i do" we both laughed at that
"how is your day so far?" she relaxed into her chair
"not all bad, its been a little uneventful" I signaled the waiter "how is your Mom's fundraiser coming up?"
"well you know, as it does always, she has her way and her friends with deep pockets" the waiter got to our table then
"Good afternoon Ma'am" I picked their menu off the table
"Good afternoon sir, I'll take your meatballs, tagliatelle and Brussels sprout, you can add a little toscano to that, but first I need water" Betty was typing something furiously into her phone all the while
"earth to Betty, what would you like to have?" I asked her
"I'll take the same thing as her, except for the toscano" Betty
"we'll take wine with that, thank you" I finished, the waiter left with our order's
"are you cool, seems like something is bothering you" I stared at her from across the table
"I am so not cool, there is a lot on my shoulder this week, been our fashion week and all" her shoulder look sagged
" have you been sleeping" I now noticed how stressed out she looks
"in due time...." the water I requested for was brought to the table
"and what's in due time?, you shouldn't...." she didn't let me finish
"yeah yeah, I know, but this task's won't carry themselves out" she entered some more text and finally dropped her phone in her purse "yes, now I'm here"
"and how was the trip?" I teased
"so bumpy, you don't wanna go there" she sipped from her glass of water
"I see, didn't you tell me you now have a new personal assistant about two months ago?" its my turn to scold her
"yes, but this Is the big one my dear, I've got to add personal touches to it, something I believe even a personal assistant cannot deliver" she looked around the restaurant, as if just realizing people are around us
"whatever, you are the worst" I replied
"why thank you, I'm happy I could fill that space" she looked amused, for a slight moment I had the urge to mop the whole restaurant floor with her ass, but who am I kidding we are the same
"and speaking of filling spaces, how's Ryan" she raised her brow continuously
I almost choked on my water because of that goofy expression she was wearing, I chuckled
two waiter's came to serve our table then, so I stayed quiet, after they finished up I replied her nosy question
"Ryan is fine, and I believe he'd probably send his regards" I stalled
"excuse me ma'am, that's not what I want to hear, how are things between you, I see he his caring, tell me something I don't know" she leaned in closer as if I was going to tell her about some big classified information
"girl back up, don't you dare come closer" just to annoy me, she inched in closer
a blonde from the opposite side of our table interrupted our discussion "get a room you two, this is a restaurant"
"oh, you won't mind if we made use of yours yeah?, it'd be quick" Betty replied her with sarcasm dripping all around
she was always the stubborn one and the sassiest while we were in college, I can still recall all the troubles this lady has gotten me into while at NYU, its a good thing none landed me at the Dean's office
"so you were saying" she continued as if she wasn't even interrupted at all
"so I was saying nothing" I started eating, she did the same too, but I know that won't take her off my back
"so you said he proposed to you yeah?" she would say any rubbish just to make sure I spill my secrets, its a technique we use on each other
I laughed in between my meal "what, when did I ever say that to you, don't start" I kept laughing, she went so far, a proposal?, this girl can't be serious
"okay okay, you said you were preggo" my goodness, what kind of friend am I keeping
"okay you win, stop throwing ideas around, he didn't propose and I am so not pregnant" I placed my wine glass on the table gently
"that's what I like to hear, so what is it?" Betty
"okay, I might sound a bit crazy but I don't really like Ryan that much, you know, the sparks they are nowhere to be found..." Betty jumped in between my words
" haven't you two go at it?" she looked serious
"yes we have, and that's how I know the sparks are missing, he isn't..." she didn't let me finish again
she gasped " the one" she wore a stunned look
"stop being such a dramatic, are you his sister?" she wore a normal expression then
" well i mean" she shrugged "alright then, how do you like this name Trevor"
I started laughing hard, she joined in too, this girl Is such a monkey
"I don't, I don't like anyone that comes from you" I said in between laughter
"don't say that, I've got many eligible bachelor, if not that Jake turned out to be a womanizing ass, you would have married him by now, a beautiful woman such as yourself shouldn't be single and unready to mingle" she kept pushing her matchmaking reputation
"where exactly do you meet this men?" I really wanted to know
"you know, a Aunty's nephew, a friends brother, they are everywhere" she whispered the last word
"good for you, but I really don't see a reason to keep me and Ryan miserable, I'm thinking of ending things with him" I went back to our earlier discussion
" I'm with you in every decision you make, and I will also be with you when you decide to give it a shot with Trevor" she said
"girl in your dream's, I'm never giving in to Trevor, I'd be seeing Ryan tonight though, I feel like bailing already, I'm so scared to tell him I want to end things" now I realize that was my reason for feeling uneasy all day, I made my decision some weeks ago, but knowing today is d-day I suddenly feel so uneasy
"scared?, he ever hit you?" Betty asked
"no, never, he is just too protective and somewhat clingy, I can't settle for less, he isn't my ideal type" I checked my watch to make sure I'm not spending too much time out
"a girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do, and moreover if you don't end thing with Ryan how will you be vacant for Trevor" she tried to look serious but she couldn't help it
"girl get out of my face" I emphasized those words " bills on me" I announced
"of course, i paid for the last meal anyways" she looked happy with herself at that remark
"don't let it get to that big head of yours" I joked
the waiter came around shortly, after sorting the bill and downing our wine, we decided it was time to return to work
"dinner at your place?" I asked Betty as we stepped out into the sun, heading for the parking area
"look, I am not your boyfriend, don't come to my house" I took my phone out and texted Ryan our meet up address "and aren't you seeing Ryan tonight, will you be meeting at the junkyard? eat out"
"dinner at your place it is, and to answer you, no we aren't meeting at the junkyard, but I don't think I'd be in the mood to eat while he is sitting across me, knowing I'm about to end things for good.
"okay, I'd make dinner for two don't come back late" she got into her car and waved me
I did the same and pulled onto the driveway, my phone signalled a notification, I checked, it was a message from Ryan
"baby, missed you, I have something for you too, see you at 7"
even after speaking to Betty about this I was still feeling uneasy, but his message only made things worse, its as if he is here already and I can't face him.
how in hell was I going to go about this, but this isn't even the first time I'm with someone, and in truth I've had some pretty rough relationship, ending things have never proven to be so difficult, but I have a bad feeling about this, this isn't just nerve's, there's more to this, what could be wrong
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