Chapter 28
But first, I need to take off her shoes. I would have taken her to the bathroom to freshen up, but knowing Patty she would freak out in the morning. Michael chuckled, remembering the last time he did that.
Patricia nearly brought the house down with her screams. For some reason she doesn't like things like that being done while she is unconscious. After removing her shoes I covered her with the duvet properly.
Done with that, I head straight to the bathroom to have a nice shower before going to bed because tomorrow I and Patricia will have a long talk.
Because of her I will be absent from office tomorrow and being absent isn't really my thing. But I have no choice but to be absent because an angry Patricia is worse than tons of work being compiled in the office.
And besides, we need to talk.
The next day, Michael lay on his bed watching as Patricia slept peacefully. Although he must confess there is a little truth in what she said earlier but he won't let her know.
It will only break her heart.
"Good Morning babe, did you sleep well?" He ask, as she opens her eyes
"Yes I did, good morning" she said, covering her mouth as she yawned.
"You must be having a headache, I will get the cook to prepare something for you," he said, trying to get off the bed but Patricia stopped him.
"No not really, you don't have to."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes. I really didn't have much to drink last night. Just a few drinks but as usual I couldn't handle it. You know right, I don't have to explain." She said, sounding bored.
Michael watched as she got out of bed. At least he is happy she is aware she can't handle alcohol so why did she drink then? Women are always confusing.
"What!" She asked, noticing I was staring at her.
"I am still trying to figure out why you drank when you know you can't handle it? Tell me I need to know"
"I was sad" was all she said, pouting her lips like a child.
"That isn't a good enough reason Patty, you are aware of your condition and yet you went ahead and got yourself drunk." He yelled, unable to control his anger.
"Michael, don't speak to me in such a tone. I am.."
"Answer me dammit!" He yelled, interrupting her. She needs to tell him why.
"Because I was down, for a moment it felt like you are not really in this relationship and I am the only one putting effort"
"Really?" He asks, feeling guilty.
"Yes, tell me when was the last time you made plans for our wedding or brought up suggestions? I am the only one doing the thinking and planning." She paused before continuing "And it should be a collective effort you know" she yelled, her anger surfacing. This anger has been bottled up inside for God knows how long so she needs to let it all out.
"So because of this little thing you freaked out and got yourself drunk? Great, just great." He said throwing his hands in the air frustratingly. Making Patricia roll her eyes at him
"That was a smart move" he said sarcastically, angry at her childishness.
"Come on Michael, you don't have to be sarcastic. This is very serious"
"No babe, it is not. You are just overthinking it that's all"
"Why are you lying? This is the truth and you know it"
"No it is not, and even if it were, is this the best way to handle it?"
"Tell me what should I have done? I was hurt," she said, almost crying.
"You could have told me, dammit!"
"How could I? It is not a thing of joy that I will just walk up to you and say it" She says, almost yelling
Getting off the bed, he went to her, turning her until she was facing him. "Patricia, you are an amazing person, every man will be happy to have you"
"Every man except you right?"
"Please Patty, stop putting words in my mouth. For Christ sake, it is 8 in the morning, I am hungry and haven't had breakfast yet."
"What does that have to do with these?" She ask furrowing a brow at him
"Everything Patty, it has everything to do with it" and with that, he left her heading to the bathroom to freshen up. He is fine trying to make her calm.
Gasping, she turned to his retreating back, "Are you walking out on me?" She asks in utter disbelief, he has never walked out on her before
"Yes, I need to freshen up and eat, this whole talk is draining my energy. We are not yet married but I am already frustrated. What happens when we do?"
"Is this your way of calling off our engagement?" She asked, crying.
"No babe I just need to freshen up and eat. You need to do the same, care to join me?" He ask, trying to lighten her mood
"No thanks I will pass" she hissed
"Suit yourself" Michael said as he entered the bathroom.
He doesn't seem to understand her anymore. Putting that behind him, he turned in the shower. Within 3 minutes he is done. Grabbing a pair of knee length shorts and a white shirt he put it on after drying his hair, and combing it.
Satisfied with his look he went to meet Patty who was busy talking with someone on the phone and didn't notice his presence.
"I'm okay, see you soon"
Is her last word as she hung up. Relieve to find her less upset. Whoever she was on the phone with has lightened her mood.
"Thank God" he thanked internally before asking, "Who was it?"
"My father. I didn't come home last night. He is kinda upset." She said flatly.
"Why won't he, your dad deserves to be," he stated as a matter of fact.
Looking at him from the corner of her eye, Patricia responds "I am upset with you Michael"
"With me?" He asked, shocked at the outburst, "Tell me what did I do now?"
"You didn't make any arrangement for my car to be taken home"
"Are you serious right now, I saw you in that state and you expect me to be thinking of your car? I can't believe this. Don't worry I will get someone take your car home safe and sound"
"Don't bother but thanks for your effort anyway. My father has it sorted out already." From her facial expression Michael can tell she is still very much upset with him but her next action took him by surprise.
"I am sorry babe for being so hard on you. I love you" She said, wrapping her hands around his neck pulling him for a kiss.
He held her waist, deepening the kiss. Desire building in him, unable to get enough heI pulls her closer sliding his tongue in her mouth. Kissing every inch and corner of her mouth until she was left breathless.
Michael has completely forgotten his hunger for food, he is craving for something else. The atmosphere in the room has suddenly become heated, I like it.
