What If?

~ Chapter Three ~

|| Joe ||

It had been a couple days since Joe's last encounter with Donald and he couldn't stop thinking about the other man.
He had more important matters to do and think of, but the other man just wouldn't get out of his mind.

Joe sighed and pulled out his phone, he opened Donald's contact and stared at it, his eyebrows furrowed and his eyes distant. He hesitantly clicked the contact and pressed message.

His eyes scanned over their last messages, as he read a twisted smile appeared on his face.

He would befriend Donald soon, and would slowly work him into admitting all his secrets and hidden scandals. Then Joe would reveal them to the public view. Once it got to the media everyone would realize that Joe was the one they wanted as their president. They would realize that he was the only person that could run their country, not Donald with all his scandals and bad behavior.
He just had to continue with tricking Donald into believing that he only wants to help him with gaining a more positive viewing from the public.

'Hello, Donald! It's Joe again. How are you doing this lovely afternoon?'

He typed and sent the message. He pursed his lips, wondering if Donald would respond as fast as he had the other day.

Joe sat in silence, patiently waiting for Donald's response. Adventully his patience snapped.
He decided to text Donald another message, hopefully one that would grab his interest more than his first one, or at least get the man to look at his phone and respond to his messages.

'Would you like any more tips? I'm free to give you some at the moment. :)'

Send. He pressed. He watched as his text was sent and began to wait unenthusiastically.

Twenty minutes had passed and Donald still hadn't responded. Joe was beginning to grow irritated and slightly concerned. Did Donald realize his plan, or was he just overthinking things? The other man responded in less than a second last time, now it had almost been thirty minutes since he sent his first message.

Joe put his phone down with a sigh. He would check his phone later and hopefully the other man would have responded by then.

Authors note: Sry for the short chapters, others will hopefully be longer.