Chapter 79 79
Vanessa's POV
This was the 3rd week and also the 100th call from Richard, I was declining. I denied him access to my office, not like he was always coming though but the few times he did, he wasn't granted one damn access. I either trashed the gift he sent or sent it back to his office. I also allowed Chelsea eat the food he brings.
I also removed the spare key to my house from the normal spot and was awfully silent no matter how hard he banged on my door.
How dare he?
Does he really think I'm a fool?
I will never in my life sit there and be played by a confused ass nigga. Never.
"Hey Biatch!!!!" Becca strolled into my apartment, slapping the door.
"It's Bitch" I corrected
"I guess you've not heard that one. Anyway, what you doing mama?" She tossed a bag on my couch
"Trying to bake" I groaned, turning the batter frustratedly
"Why don't you use the electric whisker?" Becca asked, sitting on the chair in the kitchen.
"Because it broke yesterday." I sighed
"You must've been abusing the poor thing" She cooed. "Babe, you are actually very stingy, you know?"
"What do you mean?" I frowned, leaving the cake batter. I focused my attention solely on her.
"Why bake cake when you can buy from a bakery?"
"Is it bad to want to learn something? Besides, money is really precious these days and there's a satisfaction that comes with eating what you did from scratch" I winked, going back too stir my batter
"Anyway!!! Thank you for decorating and planning Matthew's birthday for me" Becca said
"No biggie. He's a friend too" I nodded, pouring the batter into the baking pan.
"And that is why I'm here with something too!" She said, jumping down from the chair
"Can you avoid me until I put the cake into this oven successfully?" I smiled sweetly at her. "Because if this cake doesn't turn out well, you'll be the one in my position"
"Oh shit! I'll pass." She hurriedly left my side and went back to sit down.
I carefully set my timer and the degree I want for my cake baking process. I placed my cake pan into the oven and closed it. I cross checked the timer again before closing the oven.
I'm waiting for your outcome baby. I'm rooting for you! Go bake me some sweet desert.
"Maybe I should open a bakery?" I asked my best friend
"Yeah, I agree" Becca nodded
"Beautiful! I should call my constructors immediately!"
"Wait! I thought you were being sarcastic?" Becca held my arm, stopping me from moving
"I knew you'd stop me!" I laughed. "So what were you saying?"
"Aha! So I brought an invitation letter to Matthews party" She smiled, passing the card to me.
Oh! The works of my hands are blessed. The card is so beautiful
"Nah, I'll pass." I shook my head
"Too late, bitch! I got you a dress and that cost me a lot. I couldn't flirt to get a discount this time because it was a fucking bimbo!" Becca sneered
"How much did you spend on it?" I rolled my eyes
"That's none of your fucking business. The party starts by 7pm. I'll send Bryan to come pick you up okay?" She jumped down from the chair.
"I fucking regret smiling at you on the first day of school" I groaned
"Ditto!" She blew me a kiss before strolling out of the kitchen. "I'll leave the dress on the couch! Time is 7PM!" She yelled. "I need to go take some quickie before the party starts."
Of course she'd always seize any opportunity she has to shrink his poor manhood. Stupid girl!
I rushed to check on my cake. I had 3 minutes more before I can bring it out of the oven. I strolled to the couch to bring out the dress.
Rebeccccccaaaaaaaa!!!!!
She should've just told me I was signing up for a strip club.
I was about stomping into my room to pick my phone when I heard the timer go off. I quickly ran like Usain Bolt to pick out my cake
"Oh shit! I need gloves!" I quickly searched my cabinet for one. When I found it, I pulled out my cake from the oven.
All I wanted to do today was to watch a crime documentary and eat my cake in peace.
I looked at the time on the clock and it said "6:15pm". I still have enough time yeah? 45mins is a lot yeah.
Oh fuck!
45 mins isn't a lot
I hurriedly shimmied into my gown. Trying to wear my shoe at the same time. I wish I had 4 hands so I could be brushing my hair too.
Ew! Why would I wish to have 4 hands?
Only small crime documentary I said. Now, look at me. It's 7:30pm and I'm still nowhere close to the event hall.
"I'm coming!" I shouted when I heard the knock on the door.
"Oh hey! I'm sorry for - woah! You're even worse" Bryan chuckled
"I'm glad my condition amuses you" I glared at him.
"Are you sure you want to go for this party?" Bryan asked
"Seems like you want to see my head on your door step. Rebecca will have my head for real" I groaned. "Help me with my necklace please"
"Sure" He said, locking the hook of the necklace. "Just go in and brush your hair. Pour it down then use hair pins to hold the sides" He advised
"Great idea!" I smiled at him and quickly hurried to do so. I wore my perfume quickly and picked up my purse and phone. "I'm ready"
"You look beautiful" Bryan smiled
"You don't need to lie" I groaned, pushing him out of the house. "Hurry up before Becca blows up my phone"
"Aye, aye, ma'am" Bryan said, reviving the engine and driving straight to the venue.
"You really did this?" Bryan asked, placing his hand at my waist.
"Yeah. Is it nice?" I smiled, admiring my handiwork.
"It's lovely!" He chuckled, leading me to a table.
"You know you both are fucking lucky" Rebecca smirked at us
"Blame her" Bryan pointed accusatory fingers at me
"What?" I looked at him in disbelief. "He came by 7:30pm!" I yelled but not loud enough to cover the music that was playing
"I don't care. Though I'm sad I can't use the new knife I got on any of you" Becca pouted
"Where's the birthday boy?" I rolled my eyes at my stupid best friend.
"Over there with bunch of business men, looking sweet and edible" She giggled
"You need to take it easy, woman" Bryan laughed
"Come, let's go say hi" Becca held our hands and pulled us to meet Matthew.
Oh goodness!
"Happy Birthday Matthew!" I smiled, hugging him. "I owe you" I said, releasing him from the hug
"Thank you, Vee. It's so nice to see you" Matthew smiled. "Your date?"
"Yeah, you can say that" I laughed. "Meet Bryan, my right hand man" I pointed at Bryan. "Bryan, meet my stupid besties boyfriend, Matthew" I pointed at Matthew
They exchanged pleasantries and I just stood there awkwardly as they conversed.
"Is that Richard? I thought he wasn't going to show up. I guess the both of you have this thing for lateness" Becca smirked
Oh no! How did I forget about him
"Are you okay?" Bryan resumed his position at my side, holding my waist.
"Sure" I smiled at him.
"Happy Birthday Bro" A masculine voice said. Funniest shit is that I can tell who it belongs to without even looking.
"Happy Birthday Matt" A feminine voice followed suit
Huh?
"Thank you, Paula." Matthew said. "Thanks bro"
"Hi, Paula. I'm Matthew's girlfriend. I really don't appreciate you calling him Matt. Except maybe you guys are besties" Becca smiled
"Rebecca" I hissed
"What? Babe are you both very close?" She turned to ask Matthew.
"Nope" Matthew said coldly.
"My feet hurts. I'll get going" I told Matthew and Becca, ignoring the other two who I have managed to avoid eye contact with also.
"Can I escort you?" Richard asked
"Oh no dear, Bryan got this. Right, Bry?" I turned to look at Bryan
"Uhh... Yeah. Yeah, I got this" Bryan said, leading me to where we were sitted. "You better not drag me into this, missy"
"Oh hush!" I laughed, sitting down on the chair.
"Is that the Paula?"
"In flesh, bro. In flesh" I scoffed.
We sat there for few more hours celebrating Matthew and all. I could feel Richard's eyes boring into me but I refused to spare him a single glance at all. I'm so glad he sat far from me.
"I need to use the bathroom before we go" I said to Bryan
"Sure. I need to go say hi to one pretty ass female over there" He grinned
"I thought you're supposed to be my date!" I held my chest dramatically. "Men are scum"
"Indeed, girl" He laughed
"I'll call you when I'm out though" I said, standing up and heading towards the bathroom.
I rushed to the stall and hurriedly freed my bowels. After I was done, I flushed and came out to wash my hands with soap, before drying them under the machine which oozes out cold breeze.
"3 weeks"
"Ahhh!" I clutched my chest. "Damn nigga! You almost gave me a heart attack"
"I've been trying to reach you for 3 weeks, Vanessa." Richard said, locking the door.
"Have you?" I gasped. "How come I'm just getting to know that now?"
"Stop playing dumb, for goodness sake!" He growled.
"What?"
"Why can't you let me explain?"
"I never stopped you from explaining, you know? You could've just emailed me your explanation" I shrugged
"Vanessa.."
"Please, I want to go home" I sighed, stepping away from him.
"Why can't you listen to me!"
"Book an appointment with me then. I'll listen." I smiled
"Funny." He scoffed. "Vanessa..."
"Stop right there" I said, making him pause in his track.
"It wasn't what it looked like"
"I know. I understand you. It wasn't anything. It was just a harmless hug. Isnt it?" I smirked
"Vanessa..."
"Can you - Richard, the door knob. Someone's trying to use the bathroom!" I yelled
"Urgh!" He groaned, unlocking it. "Paula?"
"Hi Rich, what are you - oh!" She smirked evilly at me. "I think I lost the bracelet you got for me. I can't find it" She pouted
"Huh? Where last did you sit?" He asked
Lol. Right
"That's my cue" I winked at them, striding out of the toilet.
"Vanessa!" I heard Richard scream, making me pick up my pace.
"Let's go!" I said to Bryan immediately.
"Hold on, I'm about to take her number. I'll meet you in the car"
This idiot doesn't understand
"Keys?" I asked, trying to hurry up before Richard comes looking for me
"Sure. I'll be there shortly" He said, handing me the key
"Thank you. I hope God guides your step back home" I laughed, running out
"Wait!!! VANESSA!!!" I heard Bryan yell my name
You just started bro
"You'll miss the number! Go back!" I laughed, sprinting to the car.
"I beg you! Don't go with my car!" He pleaded.
"Sure. I'll wait here. Go get her! Purr!" I cheered
"Promise?"
"Ta ta!!!" I waved
"Vanessa."
"I'm here" I smiled
"Come down from the driver's seat first" Bryan pleaded.
"Seems like you're not ready to take number tonight" I rolled my eyes
"Oh shit. I'll be back" He yelled, running back into the hall
"And I'll be here waiting" I smirked, driving off.
I laughed to myself
Bryan might sell me off tomorrow but at least I got away from the devil