NATE.

I got through with the bank after a day to finalise the purchase of the items Mitchel had chosen. I was still pissed with Britney for going to house without my permission but I had to do something not to lose her n get on my grandpa's wrong side.

So today on getting to work, I had instructed Mitchel to send them to her. She had posted immediately on getting them and even tugged me on her photos.

'Thank you baby for these gifts#Nate Aretas forever' She wrote below her posts. There were heels, a bag, jewellery and a few perfume bottles. She looked satisfied and that's all it took. I left a comment under the post that was already gaining thousands of likes and comments from her followers. I didn't read any and just logged out. We had to show that this was real and so I made it look like it.

My phone rings and Don's name pops up.

“Hello.“ I say into the phone. “Alone?“ I ask after listening to what he said.

“On my way.“ I get up from my office chair packing my laptop and documents. I feel anger brewing in me just thinking of what Don said. I dial another number into my phone and as the phone calls I make my way out of the office intonmy waiting car.

“Meet me at club in thirty minutes.“ I say cutting the call without waiting for a response. I get home,shower and change into comfortable clothes before driving again to the club. The club is bustling with activity by the time I get there. It's a Friday evening and everyone in the city is busy getting down with different activities. The club is one of the largest and most popular clubs in the city and on Fridays is one of the days that hardest to get in if you don't have a VIP card to go in. I make my way to the VIP entry gate to find Britney standing there. Even though she is from a rich and prominent family, she doesn't have access to Don's club.

“Hey babe, you are here.“ She says wrapping her hands around me for a hug. “Let's take a picture together for my gram.“ She says holding her phone up for a selfie.

“No need, let's go in first. Plus I don't like photos so avoid taking pictures of me.“ I say near her ear to prevent people from hearing what we are saying. She looks hurt but it soon dissappear when I place my hand on her back and kiss her cheek briefly and then guide her inside the club.

It is loud and busy as always. I make my way through all the servers and people. My eyes busy searching the floor full of people who are dancing and others who are drinking.

“Evening sir, welcome. Your booth is ready. Mr. Volcav is already there.“ Our weekly host says.

“Thank you, I'll have my usual and for my girlfriend…” I say turning to look at her.

“I'll have a margarita.“ Britney replies.

“Right away Sir. Welcome ma'am.“ She says leaving us to go the rest of the way.

“Your friend owns this club? It so beautiful. I have never been here before.“ Britney says.

I do not replie to her, my mind miles away. Where could she be? Why is she here? Why today of all days? I couldn't get the answers to these questions but as I opened the door to the room door and got in, one of my questions was answered. There, inside the room, was Mitchel seated near the man who has been bringing her lunch everyday the past week, she was holding a glad in her hand facing him deep in conversation. I eyed her and she seemed to be having a very serious discussion. She did not even spare me a glance, I don't even think she noticed me.

“Your here,welcome. Grab a drink and join us.“ Don calls from the other sit. He has a lady on his lap. She seems somehow familiar, like I have seen her before. The lady turns and looks at me and then at Britney, her smile dissappears and she doesn't say a word just goes back to drinking from her glass.

That's when Mitchel lifts her head and looks in our direction together with the man.

“Ooh hi Mitchel, fancy seeing you here?“ Britney comments.

“Its Friday, I like letting lose once in a while.“ Mitchel replies, plastering on her fake smile.

She looks at me briefly then goes back to talking to the guy. I sit opposite them with Britney next to me. I pull her closer and when our drinks are served, I drink my first pouring in one gulp. I let the burn settle in as a part of me because for some reason I feel like I deserve it. Mitchel is busy talking to the man she has and by now he has his hand on her thigh and I can't help it. I can feel jealousy brewing inside me but I double it down with another glass of gin.

“So Mitchel,” Britney starts. Mitchel turns her head to look at Britney. “How is it that you made it in, I mean you are Nates secretary and this is the largest clubs in the city only available for VIP's only?“ She asks not an ounce of shame in her voice. She is smiling smugly at Mitchel while taking a sip at her margarita. It gles silent as everyone in the room is listening tl what she has to say. I squeezi her slightly but she takes it as me pushing her towards me further and moves even closer. Mitchel smiles at her, sitting straight to look her eye to eye. She looks at the ady on Don's lap and then at Don, then finally at Britney.

“Well, Britney, some of us have all the money in the world and think they can have everything even passes to exclusive clubs but others having nothing more than connections to important people and all they have to do is make their appearance and they will have what money can't buy.“ Mitchel replies.

'Ooh wow, my girl is a savage.' I tell myself,taking a sip of my gin to hid the smile creeping in.

Britney looks shocked and hurt at the same time but she quickly composes herself and then smiles. The man with Mitchel pulls her back by her waist and moves his head into the crook of her neck. He whispers something into her ear and she laughs lightly getting back to their comfortable demeanor.

“Are you just going to let her talk to me like that?“ Britney asks me.

“You asked a question she replied, what more did you want?“I ask. That makes her keep quite.

“Who wants to go dancing?“ The girl on Don's lap asked getting up from his lap.

“Me, let's go baby. I have alot of steam to let loose.“ Mitchel replied taking the man's hand.

“I also want to dance.“Britney says. Looking at me pleadingly.“ Let's go babe.“ She says putting her drink down for her to stand.

By then Mitchel was out of the door with her man and the girl.

“You go ahead, I have business to attend to with Don I'll be right there with you.“ I say to Britney.

“Ooh okay.“ She replied, sounding rather hurt.

“Who is he?“ I ask Don once we are alone.

“His name is Ryan, he is Ivy's brother and apparently Mitchel's boyfriend.“ Don replies looking at me. “I told you she would eventually move on. I mean you have already moved on yourself.“

I take a sip of my drink, avoiding his piercing eyes. I hear a light chuckle from Don,” you are fake dating her aren't you?“

When I don't replie he laughs some more. “You do know you can't keep torturing every lady you come into contact with right?“

“I am not torturing anyone. I am just living the life my grandparents want me to live.“

“By trying to make Mitchel jealous of you, enough to want you back even after everything you did to her?“ Don asks.

“No, by living my life without regret and showing her I can also have a care free life.“ I replie. Feeling the lies grow heavier on my tongue. “But,” I start, “it sucks seeing her with someone else, I still love her but she has chosen her life and I have to chose mine. Besides she doesn't remember me or what we had.“ I try making an excuse.

“Are you really falling for that?“ Don asks.

“No, but if she pretends not to remember, I will also do the same.“

“Tit for tat doesn't look good on you.“ He says.

I get up from my seat and walk to the floor to sealing window and look down at the dance floor. Mitchel is grinding against the Ryan guy, she looks happy doing it. Smiling and singing along to the music. Something snaps in me and I can feel something like pain in me.

'That could me making her happy and her looking at me like she used to. I could be the one she loved but I am not because I messed it up and I don't think I will ever recover that.' She was moving against him with the rhythm with her friend infront of her moving to the music too.

“I am going to join my girl, I can't stand watching her move like that without me.“ Don says. I have never seen Don like this before. Looking at a lady like he was in love, he pats my shoulder and finishes his drink before going out the room. I scan the dance floor for Britney, finally remembering I brought a date. She was seated at the bar having a drink chatting away with another man. I am angry seeing her seated with a man when she came here with me. But not as much as I feel seeing Mitchel with her man. I am jealous but no one will ever know that.