Keenan Point of View
Eww No!
Why the hell did I use Bell and the word 'my' in the same sentence?
Just so Eww!
Argh, why did I do that?
I am going just so crazy these days. These weird over thumping of my heart is getting on my nerves. It would be good if I have some kind of disease which can be the reason for such over thumping but damn even doctors said I am perfectly fine after doing multiple tests.
"What is going on with you?" I heard the annoying voice.
"Nothing you need to know." I answered her back arrogantly. In situations like these, a little arrogance should help to get you out I guess.
Bell raised an eyebrow and gazed at me from top to bottom as if she was analyzing some kind of defected machine. But then... it's really weird I suddenly find this average looking girl, beautiful.
She is not even wearing a 'dress of the year' dress or the best makeup. All she had on herself was a pair of jeans and top with dissymmetrical makeup.
I mean who paints their face that way. I can see that she has very good practice of making an 'after Zombie attack' effect on her face. Her lips were painted with good purple pink color but boundaries are forgotten in some places as it went out of her lip space. She had less powdered right cheek and overly powdered left cheek. Her blush is alright I guess but I still couldn't get the shade of the color she used.
Ah, not to forget the hair. She has good long black hair but she somehow pinned it up in such a way that gives an impression that it is a bob cut. I know she did not had a hair cut because I can see the heap of pins on her hair.
This girl, who doesn't even know how to use a good makeup, made me find her beautiful. Why?
"You should be happy for your brother, not PMS-ing him." She reprimanded.
"Why are you so happy about this?" I asked her seriously because I want to know what is that she liked in a tongue-less man like Dion. He is not even enough ruthless. I mean, this is the era of bad guys. Girls are supposed to love bad guys, not the super good ones.
"Well, because I am with the people I love so much. But what I did not understand is why you are so bull-heading over everything these days." Love? I scoffed when she said she is in the company of people she loves.
"Am I also one of those people you love so much?" It was only after the moment I asked the question did I realized what the heck I asked.
Oh snap!
Why did I ask her such a senseless question?
I chuckled awkwardly when she frowned at the question and looked at me as if I lost my precious head. "I was just joking you know. Why would... you love... me? I mean I don't love you too. You are too much to handle but at the same time challenging too but it doesn't give me a reason to like you." I rambled on and on.
Damn, I got insane than I was already.
Bell walked up to me and touched my head with her hand and with the other one, she held my cold wrist and checked my pulse.
"I don't find anything wrong with your health. Is there something terrible going on with you Indigo?" She asked worriedly. She seemed like she is genuinely concerned about me.
Don't you dare smile, Keenan. There is nothing so great to give out your precious charming smile.
This is getting weirder with me.
"I am not sick, Bell." I confirmed, "You didn't tell me what you so like about Dion that you are alright with whatever going on." The urge to smile I felt earlier left my system now.
"Well, he is a very good person, he is very respectful, polite yet very friendly, looks like a Greek God, he is very witty and his jokes are so funny. He just... just knows how to bond with people and that is why I think it would be couple of the century." My hands formed into fist when she went on describing about the sitcom details of 'Dion, the everybody guy' drama.
"Oh," I coughed and cleared my throat. "Cool. That seems like you have a detailed preference over there. What if you find a guy more respectful, polite, funny and handsome?"
"I just like normal amount of such qualities, not more; not less." She said haughtily and walked away leaving me gritting my teeth.
"What does she mean no more, no less? Is this some kind of an Italian dish?" I rambled again rubbing my head with my hands trying to lessen the ache.
"Leave that for a moment, I want to know why it is affecting you. You said she is your nemesis then why are you hell bent on knowing about her taste in men?" I scratched my head not knowing what to answer him.
Aegeus, this many sometimes too wise than needed and sometimes to off-track too. I'm asking about Bell and he is questioning me.
"Because... she is my grandfather's favorite nurse and our company's new Po chairwoman, not to forget she is also responsible in finding a bride for me. After fighting with her all this time, I kind of care for her safety." Aegeus laughed out loud and patted my clean back with his dirty hands and clapped some dust on my face.
Oh snap!
"Man, you are dumber than I thought. I thought you would realize it yourself but seems like the educational cells in your brain are good but the realization are a bit slow. Richie guy, you like her!" He exclaimed.
His eyes are looking at me with mixture of mirth, frustration and a weird kind of fascination.
"I didn't know I would meet a man who couldn't understand his own feelings towards a woman and I would be a cupid for him. You are jealous when she is with your cousin, you hate her being a strong woman but you also like the change in your life, you feel good around her but you also feel frustrated with her as well. This is you, liking her and coming in terms with her personality. In simple words, when your body shape changes, the aptitude of work range changes with it too; and it will take time to get adjusted with new shapes and strengths. In the same way, you find her very attractive and charming though those are not the qualities you are looking for in a woman and so seems like you are trying to accept her the way she is." He took a long breathe after the explanation and shook his head in disbelief for good ten minutes.
I slowed down my thoughts and processed everything he said unhurriedly. I cannot like Bell girl. I mean she is not my type – but – but what beggar said has a point too.
Aigoo! This is getting complicated!
"Isn't there any other reason why I was feeling that way? Like mood swings or sexual frustration or let's say I'm suffering from unknown disorder." I asked him not too pressuring because I foolishly kind of started believing what he said. And for the first time I saw a beggar who is nowhere near my status face palm himself being frustrated with me.
"Richie guy, You are not in your puberty nor you are pregnant to have attacks of mood swings. You have enough sex to keep yourself out of such frustration. And about your disorders, I think you do have few disorders but every one of them are already well discovered so you have only one undiscovered thing going on; that is you not realizing you feelings." He said and damn, he did something I did not expect him or anyone to do to me.
He freaking hit me down on my head!
How dare he to hit me!
I wanted to yell at him and show him his place and limits but what was more frustrating is I kind of liked it and let me remind myself something, that I never liked being looked down.
This guy, who is he to me?
I couldn't figure out one connection with a woman and here goes another confused connection with a beggar man.
"So you think I like her." I asked him trying to forget about his manhandling. Beggar guy nodded his head lightly and shrugged as if I should've understood it by now. "Okay, but now what? What should I do now?" I questioned him as if a kid would.
How pathetic can this get! But god damn I do not feel that pathetic too!
"For starters, you should start spending more time with her, know about her, despite all the bad qualities she thinks you have – show her the good things you have. Just promote yourself and let this feeling of liking that girl amplify into something more beautiful." I nodded my head and started thinking about the whole time I had known Bell from our first meeting till now.
Sounds fair!
"Okay. Pack whatever dirt you have on you, you are going to live in a place I arrange you and do the job I give you." I ordered but my intentions were purely to help him raise in his life. He has been a little helpful from past few nights so why not help him back.
"Nah, I like being a beggar." Aegeus confirmed excitedly as if begging is the new IT job.
"Wait, who likes to beg?" I asked him in disbelief at the epitome of an insane man I had the misfortune to meet.
"Well. It has good job description and flexible site and timings and might I say, very educational. You must try it sometimes." I looked stunned at the person who seem to like begging people so much and looked at it's attractive points to continue the job.
Seems like it is my fate to be a weird man myself and meet weird people.
Sighing, I walked back to my car driving to my penthouse to see what to do with Bell first thing tomorrow. She is already getting engaged so I have less time to like her more and make her like me back.
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