Belle's Need Love Too

Chapter 12

   Small puddles of rain quickly pooled on the long, wide, dirt driveway, soaking it to the form of mud. The combined annoynace brought on by squelching noises of mud beneath my sandals and the splashing thereof unto my legs caused me to wince in slight shock at the foreign sensations. I glanced slightly upwards at a silently trekking Piao  to find him soaked, now wearing simply a black tee shirt which did wonders for his curb appeal, if I do say so myself. To my embarrassment, I caught my mouth hanging wide open in a most rude manner, catching droplets of rainwater which made me choke and cough. I turned my head to the side as a means of keeping it on the down low. Despite my efforts, the rackett won his attention

  "Eh, can you be left to yourself for one minute?" Piao more so chastised than asked, seemingly frustrated. I'm sure that emotion was applicable to both of us.

"I'm sorry, I just had a lot on my mind. Some of it I just can't, no, I don't want to handle," I poured out as incognito, saltwater tears made their trails down my cheeks to be forever lost with their fresh counterparts.

   Surely, I appear to be a defenseless, meek, pathetic creature to him. I am not a needy individual, but every encounter we've made has made me come off as a Walt Disney inspired princess and it makes me ill. My mother would be proud of my portrayed ambiance.  She always did tell me her view on what men most enjoy in a woman; but her explaination of men's enjoyment of women was interpretted, in my mind as being a dumb and needy harlot.

    With all of these thoughts spewing from one crack in my brain to another, I feel like a washing machine on turbo cycle. All I need is to be alone with my scientific miracle of a brain and the family issues I refused to deal with in the least - much less with a foreign stranger.

"Would you like to talk about it? Like about why you went off on me awhile ago too," Piao posed bringing me out of my personal, swirling Hell.

"Not really I must just go. You've been a real help but I must get on and I'm sure your wife won't want you to be out this late and you catch a col-" I ranted as Piao small eyes became  nearly invisible as his face twisted. I snatched my bags from him as beast I could with my numb, bandaged and soaked hands and ran the remaining thirty yards needed to enter my grandmother's house.

He Interrupted my rant in saying "I am not married!" his voice barely audible as the raindrops pounded the house, trees cars and ground even harder. My own sloshy slaps of my feet in the mud contributed also the the inaudibilty of the remainder ofn Piao's statement.

 I  didn't mean to be so rude, but he doesn't need to be sucked into my bullshittery To think I might have found one friend in the world.

  I held myself together as I shut the door with my back against its matching mahogany frame. Right after this action was done, I locked eyes with the blue eyed harlot who brought me into the world.