Micheal

I needed a plan, and I needed it fast. No way in hell was another man going to take my woman out.

Your woman? Micheal, you can't even admit to yourself you like her.

The truth was, I knew I liked her and it was fucking with me. I liked everything about her. The way she smells, talks, hell, the way she fucking breathes. Every time I'm around her, I feel safe and content.

I also knew there was no way I could ever be good enough for her, not even close. But right now, as selfish as it sounded, I didn't care.

I needed to hurry up though. Time was running out. I didn't want to have to ask David, but I knew his stupid ass was the only one I could count on. I had no idea what I was getting into with him, but I at least needed to try.

I dial his number and he answers after the second ring.

"Hello?"

"Get your hungover ass up. I need you."

"Do you know how early it is, man?"

"It's already nine in the morning. What are you talking about?"

"Exactly. Which is why I'm taking my hungover ass back to sleep."

"Alright then. I'll just tell Hannah, you're cheating on her best friend."

"It's not cheating if we're not together. And I don't even have anyone. I got depressed drunk, fucking snitch."

"Wow, depressed drunk. What a goddamn loser. Why are you sad?"

"It's Jules. She won't return my calls."

"Aww, don't be sad." I reply in a mock girl voice.

"Thanks, man. Why didn't I think of that?" He responds sarcastically and I laugh.

"Seriously, get your ass down here. This matters more than blondy not returning your calls."

"Look, since you're too stubborn to get the hint, how about we make a deal?"

"What do you mean?"

"If you talk to Jules or Hannah for me about Jules, I'll come help."

"Deal, now hurry up."

"What happened anyway? Why do you need my help so bad?"

"Hannah has a date."

"I'm on my way." He responds before hanging up.

Hannah

"Oh my gosh, thank you. That's so kind." I say to my date after he compliments me when he takes a seat across from me.

I was a mixture of nervous, excited, and scared about what Brick said last night.

Yeah, we'll see about that

Is what I recalled him saying after I told him about my date. I knew he was capable of anything. I don't think he is doing something because he is jealous, but mostly for his ego.

" So what do you want to order?"

"Um, I don't know. Everything looks amazing."

"You look amazing."

"Oh stop, you're going to make me blush."

Seriously stop.

"Okay, how about we both try the bacon burger?"

"Alright, sounds good."

When he is about to say something, I think I see the devil. Thankfully, it wasn't the real one, but definitely close enough.

He was about to say something else when I thought I saw the devil. Nope, it was the devil, just not the real one, definitely was close though.

"Michael?"

"How about we order a steak? I hear they have the best." He says with a grin.

"Micheal what are you doing here? How did you even f-"

I stop talking when I see jackass number two.

"Sorry, I'm late for the show, ladies. I wanted to finish my burger."

"David? Are you guys serious?"

"Hey shrimpy, long time no see."

"It was literally yesterday."

"Exactly. Anyway, I apologize in advance for the both of us."

"Um, do you know them?" My date asks.

"That doesn't matter. Yo, play the music!" David tells to the owner of the restaurant. It seemed they had already known each other.

"What music? Michael, what the hell are you up to?"

"He's not up to anything shrimpy. I just thought we should add some dramatic music."

They both take a seat at the table. They sat side by side as my date and I across from them. Micheal facing me and David facing my date.

Michael stops death staring at the guy and asks, "Burger boy, what's your name?"

"Chris, and who are you again?"

Micheal and David stare at each other and begin laughing hysterically. At this point I realize there was nothing more too than to just sit back and watch. I glance around and see nearly the whole restaurant is watching us.

Just freaking great.

Dramatic music plays as Micheal stood up and begin walking around like he is as a detective, interrogating a suspect. David gets up and takes a seat at a random table as Micheal speaks to owner.

"James, what's your girlfriend's name again? Anyone that tries to steal the information you're about to give me.will die, so you don't have to worry about that."

"Shanice." He replies.

"As I thought. Now burger boy, oops, Chris, what's your girlfriend's name?"

"I uh... I don't k-"

"Ooh, ooh, I know! It's Shanice! What is Shanice!" David answers, smiling proudly.

Goodness gracious, what are these two ignoramus's about to do?

"That's correct, David. James, what's your girlfriend's age, job and address. Again, anyone that tries to steal this information won't make it out of this restaurant alive."

"Twenty-five, journalist and lives at thirteen- thirteen Mocking Bird Lane."

"Alright, now burger boy, what's your girlfriends, age, job, and address?"

"Ooh, ooh, I know! She's twenty-five, a journalist, and lives at thirteen- thirteen Mocking Bird Lane!" Replies David again.

Micheal smiles and the dramatic music gets louder. "Correct again David. So it appears that you guys both have a girlfriend, with the same name, same age, and same address. Isn't that a little weird?"

And you already know who had to answer.

''Yes, that's because they have the same girlfriend! Which means she is playing both of you motherfuckers!''

"Right again David. You are on a roll today, aren't you? Now Burger Boy, why are you out on a date with my beautiful assistant? When you should be home, checking where your cheating girlfriend is, and whether you still have a place to live?"

"Because he is a dumb ass!" Says David.

"Say it with me people, who is a dumb ass?"

This time, all the people in the restaurant spoke. And the owner stopped the music.

"Burger boy!"

"What is burger boy?″

"A dumb ass!"

"Who is a dumb ass?″

"Burger boy!"

"I don't see any evidence. It could be a total coincidence." Said Chris, finally. His forehead was sweating and his hands were shaking.

"I thought you might say something like that. Check your coat pocket." Micheal replies with a grin.

Chris reaches into his coat pocket, and sure enough, there is paperwork. On the paperwork were emails and text messages between his girlfriend too many other men and other things that I couldn't see clearly.

Great, so they're both cheaters. He was cheating on her with me and her with James and dozens of other men.

I glance over at Micheal and see his intently watching Chris. When he sees Chris's face go sour, he smirks and looks at David. They stare at each other with proud smiles.

Chris slams some money on the table, grabs his coat and leaves without saying a word. I stare at Micheal and David as they stare back at me with a grin, as if knowing he was going to do that.

"You can close your mouth now, sweetheart." Brick says, shutting my agape mouth. I hadn't even realized it was open. I was in clear shock.

They both get up, bow to the people, grab their coats, and walk out. Just like that.

What the hell just happened?