Two-timing gone bad

Yesterday was a challenging day for me. I deliberately refused to commit my evening to anyone and decided that the first person to call with the prospect of spending time with me would be granted the honours. As luck would have it, Q made the first call. I readily agreed to go for a drink with him but promised to pick him up after I was done with work. I then made a call to the Biker and told him that I was not going to be free until about 9.00pm.

On reaching Q's work place, we were both plagued with indecision over where we should go. He made the suggestion to hang at a bar near my crib. To me, this translated into a long night with me at home. I was not prepared to take the risk of the biker finding us so i suggested that we go a bar called "The Office" in the Kamwokya ghetto instead.

We enjoyed a somewhat quiet evening and decided to switch phones for some peculiar reason. I realised on putting my sim cards in Q's phone that his messages were saved on the phone and not the sim card. In order to save a desperate situation, i brought this fact to his attention and we exchanged phones for a while. I was then able to remove any incriminating data from my phone. While he was fidegeting with his handset that at the time bore my sim cards, the Biker went on a sudden SMS spree. Q got curious after the third message and asked who the Biker was. This was after he mistakenly read one of the messages in which the Biker asked that I should let him know when I got home so he could pass by. I downplayed the Biker's importance in my life by telling Q that he was an acquaintance i'd recently met.

After that flimsly excuse, i guess it was jealousy that made Q refuse to listen to any of my excuses about my need to return home early. I was forced to ignore my heart and decided to stay on to keep Q happy. By the time i got home, the Biker was nolonger interested in visiting me. This I can confirm by the fact that he has not called me today. Since I've just had lunch with Q, I couldn't care less about the Biker's silence but i hope he is over his anger by evening.