The Bad Boy And The Mermaid

Chapter 8

Blue

“Hannah, where do your parents live?” I asked her since I’d never heard Hunter talk about their parents.

“We used to live together at first. Me, Hunter, Ryan. I’m still in high school so I live with my parents, Ryan has a condo downtown and he takes care of the family business. And Hunter, well. He’s not the obeying kind so Dad disowned him temporarily after a series of bad behavior. He’s the black sheep of the family.”

Hunter certainly didn’t seem like a sheep to me.

“What kind of bad behavior?”

I didn’t think there was anything remotely bad about Hunter’s behavior. Sure he was a little scary when he was angry, but he was still nice.

“He used to get kicked out of schools, the soccer team, getting into fights. That sort of thing.” She explained.

I nodded. I could ask Hunter about it later.

“Who is Ryan?” I asked.

“He’s our oldest half-brother. Ryan’s mom died when he was four and then Dad remarried Hunter’s Mom who...well, it just didn’t turn out well. They separated, and then he remarried for the third time to my mother.” She said taking a sip of her drink that she called a “slushie” it made her tongue look blue. “Dad’s been through some rough marriages.”

“So the three of you have three different mothers?” I was surprised. I’d never heard of something like that.

She nodded. “Yup, but we share the same Dad. My moms pretty cool though.”

“My mom’s cool too.” I told her.

Then Hannah started talking about music and some boy band that I didn’t know anything about so I continued to nod my head. I guess she was really tired of my nodding, because she suggested. “How would you like a nice haircut?”

“A haircut?!” I exclaimed.

“Yeah. We’ll just trim your hair a bit.”

I shook my head. “I can’t. I’m not allowed to.”

“Why not?”

“Mermaids can’t cut hair. It’s a sin.”

Hannah seemed suspicious. “Mmm-hmm.” She eyed me warily. “Oh, I see.” It was clear she didn’t believe me at all.

It’s a good thing she didn’t push about cutting my hair. I liked my hair long.

“Hannah, can I ask you something?”

“Go ahead.”

“How do I make Hunter like me?”

She laughed. “I think he already likes you, honey.”

I didn’t believe her. “I don’t think so. Whenever I ask him if we could kiss, he gives me his cheeks.”

She snorted. “Well in that case, you should take the lead.”

“What do you mean?”

permission, just kiss

eyes widened. “Really? I can do

that, and I’m pretty sure

so that we can talk sometimes if I needed your help in

came empty, then she picked her bag (that read Prada) and dumped the contents onto the table. Finally she picked the phone out of all the junk. “Save my number.

color of your nails. Can

saloon in this mall. We are giving you a mani and a pedi and then we’ll do some makeup for your face.” She declared with a

for some unknown reason. As decided, we went to the shop called a “beauty saloon”. An hour later, when the lady started dipping my feet inside water, I refused to let them. Hannah insisted that it was fine but I kept refusing. In the end, they painted only my toes and did a mani for my hands. My nails looked lovely with the

her and tried to hand her the money that Hunter gave me but she waved it off and told me to keep

she called “makeup”. She assured me that she was good at it. When I

I looked pretty, right?

Would Hunter like it?

when she told me it would be time for me to go back home and that Hunter would come to collect me after his part-time work. I was elated with

Hannah received a call and she excused herself. “It’ll just take

glanced around myself. People were still staring at me, mostly boys the age of Hunter. I didn’t know why. Maybe I looked really

on it. “Ice-Cream!” I shrieked loud. I think some people turned but I kept walking towards the cone. It was humongous and lit up,

guy inside the shop

get that ice-cream.” I pulled out the money I had from Hunter. “I can

like the way he was looking at me, it was similar to Hunter’s but also different. Hunter’s

He continued to leer at me. “Are you alone,

she? It was

Stupid Blue!

I called out to her but knew there was no use. There was no way she would hear me

could call him and then he’d know where to find me. I reached for my pocket when I realized I was wearing the new dress. The phone was in the pocket of the shorts that I’d worn in the morning, the shorts were in a bag and the bag was

trembled, and I knew I was going to cry. What if Hannah couldn’t find me and went back home? What if Hunter didn’t bother to come to the mall and decided I wasn’t worth all the trouble? What if he looked for me but failed

“Hunter.” I whispered.

tears had

to me. It was an older man with a bushy mustache. He was tall and had a bulging stomach. He cleared his throat. “Need help

for my friend.”

“What’s her name?”

“Hannah.” I said.

me. I’ll help

eyes widened. “You

as

* * *

Hunter

knew something was terribly wrong or else she wouldn’t have called me again when I’d already called an

“Hey.” I said.

that my sister said when she answered

“What is it?”

“Blue.”

the apron and stuffed it inside the locker. Good thing my

recently vacated table. I was going to talk to her and make up an excuse for an emergency, hoping

I got a call from my sister, Hannah. She’s in trouble, kinda.” I told

through her Harry Potter glasses with suspicion. “Huh. For once, she’s taken your position

hated how she enjoyed teasing me. “Can I go? Will you cover for

If you agree for a coffee

Sometimes when we were working together, she’d find a reason to touch my hand or just playfully hit me, things like that. I’d assumed it was just a friendly thing between colleagues. Now, it seemed like that little

way. Trim waist, boobs the size of watermelons, dark hair tied in

date.

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