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?”

for permission, just kiss

eyes widened. “Really?

There’s nothing wrong with that, and I’m

your number so that we can talk sometimes

(that read Prada) and dumped the contents onto the table. Finally she picked the phone out of all the junk. “Save my number. It’s

your

and a pedi and then we’ll do some makeup for your face.”

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 peach nail color. I stared at it in

hand her the money that Hunter gave me but she waved it off and told me to keep it instead and use it when I wanted to buy something for myself in future. I thought that was a

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?

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 the idea of going back

she excused herself. “It’ll just take a minute.”

mostly boys the age of Hunter. I didn’t know why. Maybe I looked

but I kept walking towards the cone. It was humongous and lit up, shinning like a

shop yelled. “What are you

the truck. “I was wondering if I can get that ice-cream.” I pulled out the money I had

looking at me,

continued to leer at

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

Stupid Blue!

There was no way she would hear

know where to find me. I reached for my pocket when I realized 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

“Hunter.” I whispered.

had blurred

with a bushy mustache. He was tall and had

friend.” I said. “I’ve lost

“What’s her name?”

“Hannah.” I said.

me. I’ll help you

eyes widened. “You

nodded as I

* * *

Hunter

I knew something was terribly wrong or

“Hey.” I said.

my sister said when she answered the

“What is it?”

“Blue.”

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 have to give an explanation as to why I was leaving an hour earlier. The cafe was a family business, my brother Ryan was the in-charge here and fortunately he wasn’t

talk to her and make up an excuse for an emergency, hoping like hell she’d fall for my

from my sister, Hannah. She’s in trouble, kinda.” I told her.

glasses with suspicion. “Huh. For once, she’s taken your position of falling into trouble. Good for

I go? Will

If you agree for a coffee

that Stella had a 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 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 of almonds. She was nice but

date.

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