The Rook of Suspicion

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With Dellinger being a nervous wreck, and Bellamy making his traditional appearance, you had no idea what was going on. It just seemed too out of place, yet here you were, stuck in an unknown predicament just as if it were set up for you.

With a soft sigh, you kept your head down as Bellamy lead you to your room. He wasn't talking as much as usual and he even stayed as silent as a ghost. What could you do? It wasn't like you saw him often, but whenever you two were close to each other, someone had their eyes stuck on you. It was almost as if they just didn't trust you with him. Like you were planning to do something. You combed a hand through your [Color] hair and shook your head. "Why show up if you are going to be silent?" You finally asked the larger blond who walked by your side.

Of course on hearing the question asked, the man just rose his shoulders to a small shrug. "I guess it's just something I'm used to. It's not like anyone here, but you take me seriously, [Name]-San."You didn't believe that. There was no way that he would be apart of the Donquixote pirates if no one took him seriously... Though you did take notice to how people always watched him as if he was out of place. Who knew... Maybe Bellamy was looked down on in the family. That didn't make you happy considering your friendship with the man. You opened your mouth to talk, but before anything would come out, he quickly leaned forward and gently covered you lips with the back of his hand. "I'm sure whatever you want to say would be sweet and meant to pick me up, [Name], but I can't let you say anything that will make me fall for you..." Well... that was unexpected.

Your [Color] eyes stared at the man with a sort of shock to them. Did he honestly mean what he had just said? Didn't he know that anyone who said things like that would have been killed by the big bird himself if anyone else had heard? With his eyes showing no fear, the man slowly stepped back, pulling his hand with him. "Bellamy.. I--"

"[Name]-San!" A shrill feminine voice called. You turned your head to see baby 5 walking out of your room with an annoyed look in her eyes. "There you are. Hurry up, we need to get your dress on and ready for the ball tonight. Young Master wants you too look nice a pretty!" She walked to you and grabbed ahold of your forearm to drag you towards your room. Obviously you could tell that she was tired of waiting.

Turning your head back, you tried to steal a glance at Bellamy one last time before you left, but he was gone. It was almost as if he wasn't there to begin with. Did that mean... that you were talking to yourself the whole time?!

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