The Bad Boy And The Mermaid

Blue

When I woke up the next morning, the first thing I did was reach for my phone. My finger’s hovered over Hunter’s phone number. He had told me I could call him but only if I was in a major crises. I was just missing him; I missed waking up to the warmth of his large body, tracing those tattoos on his arms and even running my tongue over it when he was fast asleep. I missed that little apartment, and the aroma of breakfast that he prepared for me. I missed Leslie.

My eyes were suddenly moist as I remembered every single detail. I hadn’t realized that someone had been calling out my name.

“Blue.”

The door barged open and Hannah walked in. I tried to wipe away the tears but she’d already seen it. Her expressions softened. “Oh, honey...” she sat down on the oversized bed. “You miss Hunter, don’t you?”

I gave her a nod. “Why can’t I go back to him?”

She ran her hand through my hair. “I’m so sorry, Sweets, but he says it’s for your own good.”

Hannah handed me a stuffed Panda that Hunter had gotten for me. He had even left my favorite toy here and that explained he’d walked away from me for good.

I hugged the Panda to myself as the tears continued to graze my cheek. It was all my fault. I’d told him that I wouldn’t stay here forever, of course he didn’t want to continue a relationship that didn’t promise a future.

Stupid human tears. I swiped at them furiously.

“Breakfast is ready downstairs. Would you like me to bring it here in your room?”

I shook my head. “Ill come downstairs.”

The dinning room was quite big and elegant. The house looked like it was probably a hundred years old but restored in a modern way while keeping the old essence. It was a lovely home.

I sat down at the table for breakfast. The old lady, that everyone called Nana was a great cook, and yet I missed Hunter’s cooking. She had a nice smile too. I ate the sumptuous food and then Hannah said she had to go to college so I was left alone in the empty house. I explored the garden outside, tried to play with the house cats Mister Whiskers and his wife Miss Pudding who didn’t like me for some reason. I think they suspected I wasn’t from around here. Mister Whiskers started getting comfortable a few hours later, but Miss Pudding still had a grudge against me, maybe she hated how her husband was flirting with me as he sat in my lap.

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Hunter

It’s been four days since I left Blue in Hannah’s care. The first few days I had called Hannah every two hours to check if everything was alright and it seemed that Blue had been insisting on coming back to me but had eventually stopped whining two days later.

I had mixed feelings. I was a little glad, but I was majorly disappointed that she wasn’t still asking for me. I mean, if she had at least called me once, I would have gone to get her. Screw the staying-away-from-each-other plan.

I was playing Tekken on my PlayStation and loosing a lot of matches because my mind was not in the game.

I was mad that Blue had peeked into my mind, seen a part of my past that I usually liked to keep hidden. From the look in her eyes, I knew she pitied me. She felt bad for what had happened and I hated that look.

I didn’t need anyone’s pity.

I took a long drink from the chilled beer can, crushed the can and tossed it into the trash can. I reached for another can from the six pack and opened it.

I was just sexually frustrated, not having gotten laid in months or maybe staying celibate for so long was fucking with my

messaging me at such

sorry.

message for a long time, wondering if I had imagined it. She was obviously apologizing about the little fight we’d had the other

needed to keep my emotions in check. If I wanted Blue to go

enough to walk past my father’s shadow. I was twenty-three, dropped out of one college, thrown out of one and looking at the way

I deserved someone as sweet, caring and pure as Blue and my mind

forcing her to be with me when she could be out in her

another man disturbed me but there wasn’t anything I could do other than sit and let it

even have sex? Did

I

you right now?” She

what’s wrong?” I was completely on alert. Hannah

drive home and

so loud that most of the classroom had turned their heads towards me. I excused myself, climbed

And we had an educational tour today so I’m at the museum. If I leave here right now, it would at

asked about

her on the phone I couldn’t understand a word she was saying because she

was already walking towards the parking

made a beeline for my old bedroom, one that was now occupied by Blue.

going on?”

a concerned manner. “I’m not sure, dear, she’s been crying for a long time and now she’s stopped crying which has gotten me even worried, I hope the poor

from here. She’ll listen to me. If there’s anything, I’ll

mattress. There was the roast chicken, egg rolls, meat pie and some fancy salad. My mouth watered and my stomach growled reminding me that I hadn’t had a proper breakfast since morning, just

on the bathroom door once. “Blue,

no response from the other side. “Open the door, sweetheart.

heard her sweet melodic voice

love, it’s me. Open

green dress. She launched into my arms and

away a little to look at me. “Hunter, I think I’m

stared at her in confusion.

the morning and I saw...” she cried, “I saw that I was bleeding. I thought it would stop but its gotten worse. I think

are you bleeding from? Did you

I’m bleeding from here...” she touched her crotch area. “Am I

heavenward. I understood she was trying to

sweetheart, you’re not going to die.” I grabbed her hand and

filled the tub with warm water. Next I poured some liquid for bubble bath into it. I told her to strip and get inside the tub. She obeyed

closed the

out about me asking you this. Where do you keep your