Too Good to Be Real

Chapter 45

Oma and Nathi sat facing each other, neither was willing to start the conversation. Oma lightly tapped her left leg on the marble floor while Nathi tapped her pen on the creaky table.

They were only there for one reason, which was because Obi had begged them to make up.
If making up involved occasionally scowling at the next person and outrightly ignoring them at other times, then they were really really making up.

"How long are we going to keep up with this shit?" Nathi finally asked.

"Until one of us gives up and walks out." Oma replied. Her voice was equally sharp and sarcastic.

"Then the other one of us will happily tell Obi it wasn't their fault but the other person's fault. Good plan." Nathi said and laughed lightly, like she was just realising the idiocy in what they were currently doing.

Nathi was right. If Oma left, then Nathi would tell Obi that she'd tried, but Oma still walked out instead of trying to make up, and if Nathi herself left, Oma would also be more than happy to tell Obi she'd tried but Nathi was too much of a bitch to care.
Obi had asked her to try to make up with Nathi because he "didn't want his two closest females fighting", yet they were just sitting directly opposite each other, passing time unnecessarily, waiting for the one who'd give up and turn bad on Obi's side.

She was desperate to win this competition as Nathi had painted it, because there was no way she was getting on his bad side. She knew he already didn't see anything wrong with anything Nathi did, so if she was the first to walk out, she'd be termed the enemy. She didn't want that.

She hopelessly wanted Nathi to lose as it was because she was in such good light in Obi's eyes. Surely, even if there was anything wrong she'd done, having sex with him alone would make him forget. Since Oma wasn't taking that route, she had to do the only other option; sit down until Nathi decided to leave, no matter how long it would take or how weary her butt would be in the end.

Nathi began to hum a song about breaking hearts till Oma couldn't take it anymore.
Surely, there had to be an easier way besides apologizing or sitting for so long!

Why did Nathi have to come into the picture? If she hadn't wormed herself into their little circle, this would have never happened. Obi would never ask her to apologize when she and Nathi had a fight. He'd have completely stood by her side one hundred percent without caring whether Nathi was right or not.

But then again, Nathi hadn't really wormed her way into their lives. As a matter of fact, she'd met Nathi even before she and Obi had become friends. Maybe the problem wasn't Nathi.

Maybe it was actually Obi.

"So we're basically under punishment because of Obi." She voiced out her thoughts.

Nathi stopped humming. She gasped as if she couldn't believe she'd been so clueless.

"You're actually right. He knows what he's doing." She said.

"He knows neither of will admit to being wrong but he coerced us anyway just to see how far he can get us to go." Oma said and her left leg tapped faster.

Nathi gasped again.
"He actually wants us to fight. For him! To show us he's superior..."

"I never thought of it that way..."

"That he's wiser and more cunning than us. And we're his subjugates."

"What?" Oma said, realising how ridiculous it sounded, but Nathi was looking up and saying it like someone in a movie about to wage war. It made Oma laugh.

"Like he's the head and we're his minions." Oma continued playing along.

"And he wants to see the things he can make us to do for him."