(13) Mr. Bean
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"Go on..." I muttered silently, taking a spoonful of ice cream in my mouth.
"So first grade, I met this really chaotic and crazy girl. She had this curly short hair, pale skin, and cheeks that turns red when it's hot. She was clumsy, noisy and yeah, she was pretty. I got really attracted to her for some reason." He grinned toothily, before looking down. "I knew she was younger than me, how? I was her brother's best friend."
.... right...
"I loved her, and I kept it in silence. Anthony, his brother, noticed my affection for her. He threatened me to end our friendship and cut my balls off if I ask her out." He raised his head and faced me, "I was ready to die for her, but I can't..." I paused for a moment, "put my friendship at risk with his brother. I want to be on good terms with him so that when the right time comes, he'll accept me for her."
Aww...
"I kept silent... Until she turned freshman in high school and boys of her age started hitting on her." He gritted his teeth, "Those boys dared to hit with my Beth. Those skanks."
My Beth? Aww...
"So I went against my best friend and her brother's order, which was to 'stay away from Beth'. I asked her out."
I can smell a Romeo and Juliet story coming up!
"But her brother saw us hang out together one day. He asks if something's going on with me and his sister and as his best friend, I can't lie. So I told him the truth." He chuckled non-humoristically, "I got a black eye from that... and lost my one love."
I ordered another glass of ice cream and nodded for him to continue.
"His brother threatened me to break up with her or else he would never take me as her possible future husband. He said that he'd only allow her to date when she's in college already. Thus the reason why I'm here right now." He looked at me with fire in his eyes, "I'm taking her now."
"But that doesn't erase the fact that you rubbed it in her face! You sent her pictures of you with probably slutty girls!"
He asked, "What?"
"You know, the college photo with Anthony." I think Beth's brother's name is Anthony...
His eyes widened and realization dawned in his eyes. "Wha-? No, those were my cousins! They're older than me!"
"So... it technically wasn't your fault..." I muttered, finishing the 2nd and probably last glass of ice cream I got.
"Who's ever fault it is, blame everything to me. I made the choice. It was me who chose that path, not anyone else."
"But you had to! You were forced to!" I grabbed his hands and raised them up. "EXPLAIN THIS TO HER!"
He shook his head, "That's the thing, she wouldn't even look at me."
"I'll help you then." I smiled, "I, Vanchel Ammarati, promise that."
He stood up, walked beside me, and gave me a tight hug. "Thank you, Vanch!"
Maybe it's time to stop giving him special treatments.
"No problem, Mr. Bean."
~-~
"Although, I must say." He dropped my hands and shrugged awkwardly, "We need to keep this as a secret. Please don't tell this to anyone."
"Sure.Sure." I grinned, brushing him off playfully. I grabbed my car keys from my front pocket and pointed at him, "We're going to her apartment right now."
"Wha-?" He asked, "What do you mean-"
"Follow me, okay?" I stood up, paying for the food we ate, and left the shop.
"But I didn't bring my car-"
"Better." Turning around, I gave him a smile. "You're coming with me. We need to explain this to her right now."
"Wha-?"
I pulled him using his elbows and shoved him in my car. "SEATBELTS!" I screamed as I walk towards the driver's seat.
"Let's go!" I shouted, driving towards Beth's apartment.
~-~
"So you like this guy who likes someone else?" Dean asked, taking a sip from his Mountain Dew.
"No." I shook my head, "I love this guy who loves someone else."
"Right..." He nodded, "Eyes on the road, Vanch."
"Oh right, right." I laughed, "Eyes on the right."
I looked straight and sighed silently. We're currently in the middle of nowhere but still is the right road towards Beth's apartment.
My phone beeped.
I picked it up and answered the call, "Haloo?"
"Vanch, hey."
Charlie...
I can't ignore him forever, no matter how hard I'd try after all
"What...?" I muttered silently,
"I'm sorry, I really am."
"Yeah, sure, whatever."
"Vanchel..."
"Charlie..." I mocked him, "Whatever. Like seriously, whatever. Normally, I should've been used to your lies by now. Really."
"...." He went silent, making me snort.
I smirked, "Too much?"
"I said I was sorry!" He whined, "I really am sorry, Vanch."
"Sure, it's alright." I chuckled. He really is a brat I tell ya.
"So... where are you?"
I raised an eyebrow and faced Dean. Please don't tell this to anyone. Sighing inside, I bit my lower lip and lied. "Home."
"... Really?"
"Yup." I said, popping the 'p'.
"Oh really?"
"Yessss." I emphasized the 's'. Dean frowned before pointing at the road. I cleared my throat, "Look, I got to go."
"What? But I thought you're in your house? You're not usually busy-"
"Bye," I muttered, forcing myself to cut the phone call off.
"That was Prince Charming, I suppose?" Dean asked.
"Yeah..." I sighed before settling with comfortable silence. Except for the stereo blasting random music.
"By the way, Dean." I faced him, "You're a flirt."
"Thanks." He grinned, showing off his pearly white complete set of teeth.
He's an underground fighter, how can he keep those intact?
"It wasn't a compliment." I frowned.
"Oh, I know." He chuckled.
Idiot.
"I can't believe that she lives so far from the city." I heard Dean muttered, "But then again, she never liked the city noise."
"That's Beth for you." I chuckled, tapping my fingers on the wheel with the beat as Let Me Hear by Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas, blasted in my stereo. (IT'S THE PARASYTE: THE MAXIM'S opening)
You just do not notice that we are gifted just for being humans,
We are absolute predators we do not even have any enemies maybe there's an animal that's watching us,
Thinking that someday we will beat them dooooooooown.
I nodded with the rhythm. Dammit, I loved the anime, and I loved this song. I LOOOOVE IT!
"That at a point where we're born, we are..." I paused, "WE'RE NOT SO BAAAAAD!"
I stared at Dean as I screamed, "IIIIII KEEP CALLING OUT TO YOU! MAYBE ONE DAY I'LL MEET YOU TO WHERE YOU'VE ENDED UP." I shouted louder, "BUT FOR NOW, I'LL HOLD MY ARM WITH THE MEMORY OF YOU, STANDING BESIIIDE MEEEEE!" I looked up and sighed.
Why won't you let me hear, Charlie?
"Eyes on the road, VANCH!"
Staring ahead, I screamed louder than ever.
And everything went black. Well, this is cliché.
- Writer
