My heart bleeds on paper

Chapter Fifteen

We were at Chicken Republic and i ordered just moi-moi and friend chicken with a chilled bottle of coke. Ogochukwu ordered Fried rice and chicken, the norm. Anyway, we were having our lunch since we're done with shopping. i didn't know how hungry i was till i started eating. I didn't notice him looking at me till i raised my eyes from my food and he did not even hide the fact that he had been caught at all

"caught in 4k"mi say and he laughs

"well... i like the view right now so who could blame me" he replies with a smirk and i raise a brow at him

"that is a a nicely arched brow you have" he say taking a sip from his bottled water and i just roll my eyes at him

"i know this will sound cheesy but i cannot wait to see you in that dress, i bet you'll look lovely" he says

i unconsciously tick my head to the side before answering "you already have, Abi you have a bad memory"

he purses his lips "mmm i have bad memory" he says then continues eating his food

"you look upset" i tell him

"I'm just a little offended" he clarifies and i ask him why

"because i know i have already seen you in the dress however i meant not you trying it on to see if it fits, i meant you embodying the dress just like you do all your clothes" he finishes and i can hear the slight frustration in his voice

"i apologise, i did not mean to annoy you"

"don't worry about it, maybe i am just being petty" he waves his hand asif to wave away the discussion

"i don't think so, if you're annoyed about something that i did you should let me know. besides it is not asif i don't know how frustrating and sometimes insensitive i am. you should let me know when i hurt your feelings"

"i don't think you're frustrating, a little insensitive? maybe an 8% at least until i see a reason to increase the percentage but you aren't frustrating"

"you don't need to lie so i can feel better about myself. i know just how mightily flawed i am" i inform him, picking up my chicken with my hand. he moves to hold my free hand which took the lead and directed my line of sight to our hands which he has entwined together , siting should i say pretty? on the table and then finally i move my eyes to his which is already fixed on my face

"Okay, but i don't think frustration is on the list - i raise my brow at him again - if anything i will say that you not accepting my love is frustrating, but you? never" i take my hand away from his

"don't lie" i state

"i am not" he reclines back to his seat

"stop lying to me and especially to yourself" i state again

"there is nothing to lie about" he retorts

"even i know just how frustrating i am' i give out a dry life

"i do not understand the light which you see yourself but one thing is quite clear and that is i see you totally different from how you see yourself" he smiles but i see that it doesn't reach hos eyes and for some strange reason, i want to pick a fight for that. why is he smiling? does he think me a fool? is he making fun of me? he the hell is he trying to give unnecessary high hopes to? what exactly does he find fucking funny? and why the dry laugh eh? is he playing with me abi kini?

"what the fuck is this?"

"what is what?"

"what the fuck are you trying to do? do you find this funny" i frown