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?”

ask for permission,

“Really? I can do

that, and I’m pretty sure Hunter wants that

that we can talk sometimes

picked the phone out of all the junk. “Save my number. It’s double four...” after we’d successfully saved our numbers and she’d dumbed the garbage back in her bag, she asked me. “What do you wanna

color of your nails. Can we paint

mani and a pedi and then we’ll do some makeup for your

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

off and told me to keep it instead

called “makeup”. She assured me that she was good at it. When I looked at myself in the mirror for the final product, I really looked different. I had something called a lipstick on my lips. It was the color pink. I

I looked pretty, right?

Would Hunter like it?

go back home and that Hunter would come to collect me after his part-time work.

just take a minute.” She said and walked a little farther away from

staring at me, mostly boys the

huge ice-cream cone 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, shinning like a

The guy inside the shop yelled.

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

looking at me, it was similar to Hunter’s but also different. Hunter’s

continued to leer at me. “Are you

and started walking away. I glanced behind me but there was no sign of Hannah. Where was she?

Stupid Blue!

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

that Hunter had given me. I 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

Hannah couldn’t find me and went back home? What if Hunter didn’t bother to come to the mall and decided

“Hunter.” I whispered.

tears had blurred

bushy mustache. He was tall and had a bulging stomach.

looking for my friend.” I said. “I’ve lost

“What’s her name?”

“Hannah.” I said.

help

widened.

nodded as I

* * *

Hunter

Hannah saying that “there was a problem” I knew something was terribly wrong or else she wouldn’t have called

“Hey.” I said.

when she answered the call.

“What is it?”

“Blue.”

ran down my body, and my palms were starting to feel sweaty. “I’m on my way.” I told her as I stormed into the staff 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

and make up an excuse for an emergency, hoping

a call from my sister, Hannah. She’s in trouble,

suspicion. “Huh. For once, she’s taken

I hated how she enjoyed teasing me. “Can I go? Will you cover for me? If Ryan asks about me, tell him it was

you agree for a coffee date with me.”

thing for me and it seemed like everyone knew about it, excluding me. Sometimes when we were working together, she’d find a reason to touch my hand or just

waist, boobs the size of watermelons, dark hair tied in a ponytail and eyes the shape of

A date.

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