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.

* * *

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.

in months or maybe staying celibate

who was messaging me at such a late hour. I suspected it would be my friend, Fred or perhaps the

I’m sorry.

had imagined it. She was obviously apologizing about the little fight we’d

needed to keep my emotions in check. If I wanted Blue to go back to her world without being

was doing with my life, what future awaited me and if I would ever be successful enough to walk past my father’s shadow. I was twenty-three, dropped out of one

my eyes and thought for once why I deserved someone as sweet, caring and pure as Blue and my mind

deserved better just like Barb in Stranger Things deserved better. And I wasn’t going to ruin her life by forcing her to be with me when she could be out in her

with another man disturbed me but there wasn’t anything I could do other than

how did mermaids even have sex? Did Mer-men

later, I got a

you right

completely on alert. Hannah wouldn’t call

home and check on Blue?”

asked it so loud that most of the classroom had turned

hope you’re not forgetting, I do have classes too, duh. And we had an educational tour today so I’m at the museum. If I leave here right now, it would at least take me forty-five minutes to reach home. You’re relatively closer.”

I asked about

Blue wouldn’t talk to her or the other maids. She’s been asking for you. When I tried to ask her on the phone I couldn’t understand a word she was saying because she was mostly

I was already walking towards the

was now occupied by Blue. Nana stood outside the bathroom and was talking

on?” I

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 girl is alright. Why don’t you try

it from here. She’ll listen to me. If there’s

the mattress. There was the roast chicken, egg rolls, meat pie and some fancy salad. My mouth watered and my stomach growled reminding me

on the bathroom door once. “Blue,

from the other side. “Open

I heard her

me. Open

Blue, her usual wavy hair was a mess and so was the green dress. She launched into my arms and hugged me, holding onto me tightly. She

to look at me. “Hunter,

her

the bathroom in the morning and I saw...” she cried, “I saw that I was bleeding. I thought it would stop but

bleeding from? Did you hit

from here...” she touched her crotch area. “Am I going

I understood she was trying

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

the tap 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 like

I’ll be back.” I closed

out about me asking you this. Where do