Sir Cacao Ned Almond Point of View

Eyes are heart's mirror; sometimes we are blind enough to see what our eyes are showing.

Love...

What is love?

Every single person has different definition of their own and every such definition is true because you cannot put what love is in few words.

To me, love is –

"Cacao? What are you doing here?" I immediately raised my head to see who in hell's name is interrupting me so loudly.

Turns out, it was a classmate from my high school; Zavi Spike!

The same classmate who is extremely loud in everything he does and says. I think everyone has such classmate in their school or university.

"I want to know, brother, why are you still so loud?" I exclaimed in low voice and pulled him down to squat beside me.

"Why are you whispering?" He furrowed his eyes and looked around to see a group of people rushing here and there as they heard him.

I am whispering and by the condition, position and situation I am in, even a sperm can tell that I'm hiding from someone.

However, is this brother someone who will lower his voice by any devilish miracle? Absolutely not.

He has to sound like he is giving a speech in front of thousands without a mic.

"Because, I am hiding. Why are you here of all places you can ever be? Do you hold a grudge against me?" I whispered gritting my teeth.

Looking at the bunch of people still wandering close by, I cuddled more behind the row of large dustbin, pulling him into my hiding place with me.

Damn, my day is not just bad but it is ancestor of worst.

"No I –" I don't care about his answer anymore. With a speed even light cannot achieve, I covered his mouth with my hand and glared at him.

He has decided to get me buried under the public dustbins.

"Spike, did I offend you before? Why in the name of hell are you shouting for? I am not deaf yet." I spat out in a very low tone. "You know what; don't talk at all."

I gave him a glare that is filled with murderous warning. I once gave myself the same glare in the mirror and found that it was indeed murderous. So after a little practice, I am now proficient in it.

"You better stitch you mouth and don't even breath loudly until I say so." Only after I warned him enough and got a nod from him did I took my hand from his mouth.

Pressing my mouth in a thin line of annoyance, I slowly raised a little to peek at the bunch of people I'm hiding from.

Initially, I was hiding from nearly twenty five people but now there are only close to ten around that are still looking for me.

Looks like they have no intentions to move away from this area. In such case, I need to use my diamond-ish brain to get away from this dangerous situation without a scratch.

I squatted down again and tapped my chin to think of an idea when I felt an elbow from the side nudge me pretty strongly.

I turned to see none other than Zavi the porcupine Spike blinking his eyes as if telling me he wants to say something.

Am I his opponent in a Rugby game that he is elbowing me so harshly?

If only he is not too burly and strong, I would've planted a fire rocket in his underwear. A present to his inactivated sperms to see fireworks before they came out!

"You have something to ask?" He nodded affirmatively.

"Then hold it. I am not in a condition to answer as of now." Spike is a burly and strong man with a very loud voice but when it comes to intelligence, I think his brain is not as loud as his vocal cords.

One, I am currently hiding behind public dustbins and obviously this place cannot smell like a presidential room in a ten star hotel.

It smells terrible is an understatement of understatement.

I wonder what exactly is causing such a foul smell that even aliens light years away will feel terrible need to bring some cleansing liquids to wash the place.

Shaking my head in dismay, I looked at the road and found that there are only two ways to move from here. I can either go left or right.

Because it moderately busy road in a residential area, the bunch who are chasing me are having leisurely stroll on both sides.

In short, I cannot sneak out from here unless they go away.

Curse my luck!

Out of all the conditions in the universe, why am I stuck with a difficult and dangerous psychological condition?

Bloody finger hearts! I cannot even disguise myself. With what will I even disguise with?

Can I distract them somehow?

I know my face must've turned completely red now and I can feel my body hotter than before. This means I'm reaching my limits and cannot hide anymore.

I turned my head every side to see if I can find a way to escape but found none. Moreover, Spiky has been nudging me from a long time wanting to say something.

With the strength he is nudging me, there is already a pit formed on the side of my stomach. If someone sees the side of my stomach now, they would think that, that part of my body has especially gone through chemotherapy.

I want him gone from here! God please help me!

I was chanting to myself when suddenly a brilliant idea stuck me.

With eyes full of expectations, nose full of nose hair and mouth full of profanities did not come out yet, I smiled at him like a devil who is ready to break his celibacy after a million years.

"Hey, Spiky, please do me a favor." I asked with my already bright eyes sparkling extra light at him. Without waiting for his answer, I covered his mouth with my hand, "Either nod or shake your head. No need to talk."

He frowned at me but still gave me a nod, thankfully.

"Okay, all you need to do is go out from here when no one is seeing and call out my name loudly as you run towards the children's park you see there. Can you do this?" If not other things, being loud is his forte.

I just hope other than being loud he can also direct the crowd towards the park.

Spiky thought for a moment and nodded while he asked me to take my hand away from his mouth.

"Promise me you will speak in minus decibels." He nodded again, only then did I uncover his mouth.

"Why are you hiding here in the first place?" Is this what you call minus decibels?

I wanted him to just lip-sync without making any sound. But what he do, he voiced out his question in a tone that people normally speak.

In any other case, it is not considered too loud, but in a situation I am in, this style of whispering is not appreciated.

"I'll tell you later. First I need to get out here. Spiky, aren't we friends? Just do what I said and distract those people." Spiky nodded his head without wasting a word.

He waited for the right time when he can sneak out from behind the dustbins and walked out to the crowd. He walked around with them here and there and suddenly called out my name so loudly that the people who were chasing after me must've already had rupture in their eardrum.

Nonetheless, he did his job perfectly by leading them away from my hiding place, giving me a good opportunity to sneak out and run away from my pursuers safely.

The moment I got out of that street, I did not wait but put at least five streets of distance from them. Only when I was completely in another area, I relaxed for few minutes.

I was about to smile in victory when the lips that are curving upwards stopped halfway and took a turn and turned into a frown of disgust.

I smell like a shake made of rotten eggs, year old pizza, cloths marinated in infant's poop, alcohol exposed to underground drainage neighborhood and many more that I cannot put in word.

I could only pull out a mask from my pant pocket and cover my nose and mouth with it.

To my proven terrible luck, even the mask is fermented in foul smell.

But do I have any choice other than enduring the torture? Covering my face to save my reputation is more important.

I caught a cab and left to my house. The moment I climbed into the cab, I texted Spiky about my leave and asked him to meet at our usual meeting spot tomorrow morning.

This should be enough time to scratch away the dirt and smell from my amazing, hot, charming and sexy body.

Thankfully, my natural body scent is strong and mind-numbingly good!

As I was saying earlier before Spiky interrupted me; to me, love is –

Cacao Ned Almond!

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Hello Sweeties,

First chapter of new book is here. Enjoy!

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So I thought that the plot and characters were not going as per my thoughts so I had to stop it. 

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