Beautiful Mess – Episode 2
“Calm down Mimi, you are making me nervous”
I say to my best friend as I listen to her pace
I feel her stop in front of me and I sigh.
Here comes the lecturing, and as always, she
“Calm down? Did you just tell me to calm
down? Kismet we missed our flight, we missed
our bloody flight!”
I say as calm as can be, that seems to set her
“You can’t be calm about this!!, We might miss
She begins to growl and I hold up a hand, she
“Mimi, I have been living with this condition for
20 years, am sure a one day delay on my
surgery won’t kill me”
I say, trying to reason with her, but alas, she
doesn’t want to be reasoned with.
“Your father will kill me if I don’t get you to
Ghana, Kis, he will kill me, Me!.”
And for what? Just because I couldn’t say no
to that a-hole Kevin.”
Did I forget to mention this is her fault?
That she totally forgot our scheduled time
because she was having a raunchy night with
her friend that she refuses to call a boyfriend?
“The situation will solve itself, just watch”
I say to her and she stops pacing the sitting
area of the airport to take a deep breath.
“You are right, I have to fix this, shouting won’t
I nod my head solemnly.
“You know what, am going to go see if there is
someone I can talk to that will help me sort
through this mess”
“I hope you will be okay alone”
“Am not a child Miranda, go”
“Stay here Kis, I will be back soon”
I almost roll my eyes, I would have if I thought
she would see it behind the giant sunglasses I
I feel her step away and I seat in silence, my
hand going to the necklace on my neck.
I trace the heart shaped necklace with my
hand as I wait.
It’s one of the only thing I have of my mom’s,
after she died, my Papa made it a mission to
get rid of everything that reminded him of my
I held on to the necklace.
I sigh as I wait.
I feel this is going to be a very long wait.
Mimi is everything but a diplomat .
I settle back on my seat.
“What do you mean we have to wait for the
plane to refuel?”
I growl at Will and Marcel.
They take a step back.
“I work with a bunch of idiots…”
I say out loud while scrubbing a hand down my
I look around the waiting area to see it
deserted, it’s almost empty except for a girl
sitting a little ways away.
It’s a small airport for local flights, so it’s
What I did not expect was for my boys to tell
me I have to wait.
I growl out.
“30 mins boss, an hour tops”
Marcel says and I feel my jaw pop.
A whole hour.
I give a sharp nod before I move to take my
When we get back from Ghana, I am going to
make it a priority to teach these two bozos
what they seem to have forgotten.
I take a seat near the girl who seem to have
dosed off and I wait.
I stay like that for about 5 minutes, checking
some updates on my phone before the silence
is broken by a…
I take a look around.
Is she talking to me?
“You are not sleeping are you?”
And yes, she seems to be talking to me.
She says before going silent again, I wait for
her to continue but she doesn’t, after a while I
go back to my phone .
“Where are you going to?”
I reply shortly, am sure my tone has made it
clear that I am not in the mood for any form of
It’s either she doesn’t hear it or she choose to
“So, Ghana, that’s great, am going there too.”
She says and I nod, going back to my phone
for the millionth time.
“Business or pleasure?”
“Are you going for business or pleasure?”
She asks again and I give up on trying to use
“A little of both”
I say to her and she nods, I turn my full
attention to her and wait.
Even grown ass men find it hard to meet my
gaze head on.
She doesn’t flinch but instead continues, I
raise a brow.
“So what’s keeping you?”
“Am waiting for my plane to refuel”
I say to her and her breath catches.
“You have a plane?”
She asks and I almost roll my eyes, typical
I could almost see the dollar signs on her big
I don’t bother to respond but instead ask a
question of my own.
“What’s keeping you?”
“Oh, I and my friend missed our flight, she was
having a crisis so we forgot”
She doesn’t seem to be bothered about
missing her flight.
“You must be angry at your friend then”
“Why should I be? it could have happened to
She says and I feel my brows raised.
The baffling thing is that she said that with all
sincerity and no pretense.
I feel my interest peaked.
I might have made a mistake on my earlier
“So where’s your friend?”
I ask, finally.
“She went to see if there is anything she can
“So, you are here alone?”.
I don’t know why I am initiating conversation
with this girl but I am.
“I don’t think I should answer that, you might
be a serial killer”
She says and I feel my lips tilt, I chuckle softly
and I freeze.
When was the last time I laughed?
I see Marcel and Will look towards this way .
“Am not a serial killer darling, close but still too
far, I believe they are classless”
I say and she laughs softly.
It’s sounds like bells tinkling.
“You are funny”
She says and I feel something in my stomach,
I push it down .
“So, can we come with you on your plane?,
We have our passports”
She asks and I don’t know when I say yes.
I see Marcel stand straighter at my answer.
“Thank you very much, am Kismet by the way”
She say, stretching her hand forward.
I grab the soft hand before answering.
It takes me a while to realize that I gave her
my real name, my name not my nickname.
She says and I realize something else.
It’s totally worth it to hear her say my name
with her bells voice.