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

“Really? I can do

that, and I’m pretty

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

picked the phone out of all the junk. “Save my number. It’s double four...” after we’d successfully saved

of your nails. Can we

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 mischievous smile. “I’m just dying

water, I refused to let them. Hannah insisted that it was fine but

off and told me to keep it instead and use it when I wanted

my purchases. Hannah did some face painting that she called “makeup”. She assured me that she was good at it. When I looked at myself in the mirror for the

I looked pretty, right?

Would Hunter like it?

it would be time for me to go back home and that Hunter would come to collect me after his part-time

just take

the age of Hunter. I didn’t

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

inside the shop yelled. “What

truck. “I was wondering if I can get that ice-cream.”

at me, it was similar to Hunter’s but

away. He continued to leer at me. “Are you

walking away. I glanced behind me but there was no sign of Hannah. Where was she? It was crowded and I couldn’t see her. I’d strayed away from her because I was dummy and I’d been too mesmerized

Stupid Blue!

there was no use. There was no way she would hear me over the

find me. I reached for my pocket when I realized I was wearing the new dress. The phone was in the pocket

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 to find

“Hunter.” I whispered.

had

an older man with a bushy mustache.

for my friend.” I said.

“What’s her name?”

“Hannah.” I said.

me. I’ll help you find

widened. “You

as I followed

* * *

Hunter

“there was a problem” I knew something was terribly wrong or else she wouldn’t have called me again when I’d already called

“Hey.” I said.

sister said when she answered the call. Hannah answering on the first ring was a clear reason this was

“What is it?”

“Blue.”

room of the café, pulled down the apron and stuffed it inside the locker. Good thing my brother wasn’t around, or else I’d have to give an explanation as to why I was leaving an

was moping the recently vacated table. I was going to talk to her and make up an excuse for an emergency, hoping like hell she’d fall for my excuses one last

a call from my sister, Hannah. She’s

her Harry Potter glasses with suspicion. “Huh. For once,

teasing me. “Can I go? Will you cover for me? If Ryan asks about me, tell

a coffee date with me.” She

reason to touch my hand or just playfully hit me, things like that. I’d assumed it was just a friendly thing between

of hot in a dorky way. Trim waist, boobs the size of watermelons, dark hair tied in a ponytail and eyes the shape

date. It’s

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