Keenan Point of View

This is so confusing!

This is not how I want the situation to turn up. I always prided myself for being a perfect man with clear senses and great understanding about oneself but for the first time, I'm confused.

Why? I don't know.

These days I feel so constricted and weird. I feel tempered one minute and the next minute I would be smiling to myself thinking about something. And point to be noted is I don't smile much, at least not after my father's dead few years ago.

Argh! This is f**king confusing!

"You seem to be from a good family, why are you opting for this job, sir." I heard a male voice from my side. I turned towards the voice and noticed a man in shabby clothes, dirty all over with dried sand and filth. He has a small can which produced loud clang of coins.

I looked around my surroundings and was surprised to find myself sitting on a bench in a small park surrounded by dark night. That was when I realized that I had stopped my car and came out to the park to take a fresh breath and get over my bewilderment.

The beggar beside me is still looking at me curiously waiting for my answer. Frankly speaking, I'm quite disgusted by him, his looks and the filthy smell he is reeking; not to forget he is thinking of me as a beggar like him.

"I'm not a beggar. I just came here to thinking about something peacefully." I answered shortly pressing down the disgust I'm feeling right now.

If Bell was here and she came to know about the way I treated a human being in a harsh way, then I'm sure she will enroll me in yet another class to teach me manners, morals and equality. With my current schedule of forcibly learning how to cook, clean and be a respected and caring person, I cannot handle anymore private classes with the office work standing on my head like a sharp sword.

"Hmm, I see many people come and go here and many who pass by this area. Some of them come here with their babies while some come here to think calmly, like you." He said sitting beside me and placing his can in between us.

I want to get up and walk away from this man but damn I like being here in dark with no one around. The breeze was cool and there's no city noise around this area.

I looked at the beggar who relax on the bench and looked up to the sky with a sigh. He looked around the same age as me and seems to have finely working limbs then I wonder why he resorted to beg on streets when he can work somewhere.

"Sometimes, thinking doesn't help you know. Sometimes, doing something without thinking of its consequences is what life expects from you." He shrugged giving the philosophy lecture.

"Then why are you here, like this, begging on streets?" I asked him back not caring how my tone sounded. I mean he is a mere beggar who comfortably came around to preach me, The Keenan Coopers, without even knowing what I'm thinking about.

I don't want to deal with a pretending shrink to assume my situation and give an advice to a person like me, who is much more about a person like him.

"Let's just say I followed my own advice and ended up here." He answered.

"Do you even know who I am?" I asked to which he raised his bushy eyebrow, giving me a I-care-less-who-you-are shrug. "I'm Keenan Coopers." I said proudly.

"And I'm Aegeus." He shrugged giving me his name. Such a fancy name for a filthy looking man! "Oh don't look at me like that, I deserve a good name. It took me two months to come up with this name for myself, you know." He said when he noticed my look of curiosity.

"Some beggar you are!" I mumbled.

I don't know why Im still sitting beside this dirty looking man when I had never let even a spike of dirt touch me in my life. I have high regards for myself and my family name but for the first time a homeless person interrupted my peaceful time and I'm sitting beside him calmly.

Probably it's because of the fear I have for Bell!

"Why are you here by the way." He asked me again and I heaved a long sigh giving him an all over look. He is a stranger so and we are alone here so no one can see the great Keenan Coopers talking to a hobo so I guess telling him will be fine as I'm not willing to go home yet.

"You see, I'm very confused these days." I said to which he again raised his bushy eyebrow. "Alright let me tell you from starting. My grandpa, who is the chairman of our empire foolishly, played some board games with his young nurse whom he treats as his grandchild and lost in the game. As per the bet, the person who looses the game should treat the other with something good. Guess what grandpa treated her with?" I said with a snort of disbelief.

The beggar man who was relaxed a moment ago turned his complete attention to me and looked quite interested in the story.

"He very conveniently made her the co-chairwoman. And that mental nurse who is not more than twenty two is now on my head. Not only did she kick me, manhandled me, gave me her pet rats to look after who are like her brothers, she also have this trouble of misspelling anything with a 'ka' sound which makes me Peenan Poopers from Keenan Coopers." The Aegeus beggar burst into bouts of laughter when I completed the gist of my story.

Obviously, anyone would laugh at what I am going through.

"And this girl is giving you hard time?" He asked me to which I nodded.

"I hate her so much, you know. And no doubt she hates me and my guts as well but that's where the main point of confusion started." I said he nodded his head like he is wise enough to solve any problem in the world.

Oh goodness, I'm sharing my problems with an uneducated homeless beggar.

"While I am a little too perfect and grim type person, my cousin is totally opposite to me. He is warm and a very imperfect and gentleman kind. Few days ago I saw Bell – the co-chairwoman nurse, get shy at my cousin's presence and flirted with him in a meeting in front of everyone without any care. I had never seen her that way before, you know. She is always irritated with me, kicks me, pulls my hair and controls my schedule in the process of teaching me so called manners but with my cousin, it's like she suddenly turned into a girl." I let out my anguish and sighed in relief as I felt a little better after telling him.

Oh well he is just a stranger and nowhere close to my status but still, it felt good.

"Oh she sounds cool. But other than her behavior towards you, what is it that posed as a problem?" He asked putting his hand on the backrest and leaned his head over his hand.

This man would not look so bad if she showers and dress neatly.

"Her behavior itself. Why would she be so harsh and frustrated with me and go around smiling gleefully at my cousin. While she is looking for a good girl for as a bride for me, she looked so happy going around with my cousin. I mean, look at me, I'm handsome, rich, glorious; heck I'm perfect then why didn't she ever try to flirt with me? I am no less in anything." I groaned telling him my prime confusion.

I still wonder why she chose a person Dion to get shy and why can't she blush when she looks at me? I'm known to put even oldies cheeks to red then why not young troublesome girl like Bell?

It kind of hurt my ego!

"So you are puzzled because your ego got hurt that a girl did not find you worth enough to talk nicely with you?" He chuckled and looked at me mirthfully.

Did a beggar just found my situation amusing and laughed at me?

Why did I even tell him this? Gosh!

"You know what, why don't you ask her to set you with another girl and you go on with one more blind date?" He said looking at me wisely.

I raised my eyebrow at him for what he suggested. "What? Why?" I almost yelled at his senseless suggestion.

What if this time Bell get another trouble avenger for a date? Gosh No!

"I take my previous advice back. Sometimes people can only understand oneself when they are filled with perplexity. Just try to go another date and try to look into yourself and figure out what is it exactly that you are so worried about." He advised – no told me and walked away taking his can of coins with him.

Another blind date?

When problem is surrounding Bell then why should I go on a date and find myself?

What exactly did he mean by figure out what I'm worried about?

Geez, why the hell did I have a personal chat with a beggar?

Argh...!

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