The Bad Boy And The Mermaid

Hunter

Elaine, my step-mom led us to the table where the rest of my family had gathered. Ryan, Hannah, Dad, Aunt Paige who was dad’s younger sister, her annoying bratty six year old son Elliot and I did a double take when I saw Will, my cousin seated beside Hannah. His father, my uncle who worked as a cop wasn’t at the table so that meant dad and him were still cross, so as not to turn down the lunch invite he’d sent Will on his own. And I was glad he’d come alone for the lunch gathering.

I leaned into Blue’s ear and whispered, “I’m going to sit beside you at the table. My family will probably ask you some questions. I’ll tap your knee under the table if you say something that you shouldn’t, okay?”

I noticed how Elaine was watching us with utter adoration, thinking I was having some private moment with my girlfriend. The reality, I was asking my mermaid girl not to reveal her identity.

When we approached the wide picnic table, Ryan and Hannah took turns to greet and hug Blue. When Blue said hello to Will, he just shrugged. I wondered if he was just acting shy, having not met someone like her and Elliot as usual had decided to make Blue his best friend. Leslie had taken a piss on the butler’s leg who had been standing by the table with a serving tray.

“You’re so pretty, like the doll I saw the other day in the store, right Mom?” Elliot complimented Blue. “They have mermaid Barbies with Blue hair.”

Aunt Paige nodded her head. “She sure does.”

Blue laughed, her cheeks were growing warm. “Thanks, Elliot. I think you look really cute too. I had never met a boy your size before, I’m glad I did now.”

Elliot’s eyebrows drew together in confusion. He was probably trying to decipher the meaning of ‘boy his size’. I totally sympathized with him. Blue said outrageous things most of the time; I’d gotten used to it enough not notice it.

“A boy my size?” He asked.

“Yeah.” Blue said and brought a hand close to her waist indicating his height. “A short little boy. I’ve only ever been acquainted with taller ones.”

“But, but…mom says I’ll grow taller when I grow older.” Elliot insisted. “Maybe even taller than Hunter.”

You need to get in the line, kid.

Blue laughed her sweet laughter musical to my ears. “I hope I live on land long enough to see you all grown up and I—”

I placed my hand over Blue’s thigh and tapped it once lightly. She realized her mistake and stopped talking. Ryan looked at us from the corner of his eye from the barbeque station.

“I brought my UNO cards, Blue we should play later.”

“Elliot, honey, Blue is Hunter’s girlfriend. She’s not from your school nor is she of your age. Don’t harass her.” Aunt Paige said politely from the opposite side of the table.

Blue waved her hand. “It’s quite alright. I have never played these UNO cards; I’d love for Elliot to teach me this game.”

“Really?” Elliot’s huge brown eyes became even wider. “Awesome.”

He’d began sliding more towards Blue’s side. Elliot stuffed his mouth with a hamburger that looked bigger than his size. The mustard and ketchup had dripped over the boy’s t-shirt front and chin. “Can I ask you a riddle?”

“A riddle? Sure.” Blue said.

Hannah over there seemed to be at complete bliss to have our little cousin’s target shifted from her to Blue. Hannah wasn’t very good at kids, Blue seemed to be handling it too well.

“What did the doctor ask the banana?” Elliot asked with a mouthful of bread.

“Let me think…” Blue said. My mermaid was thinking hard, “The doctor asked if he could eat the banana?”

Elliot laughed. “No, dummy.”

Paige warned

Elliot apologized.

“Pass.” Blue said.

asked the banana if he was peeling better.” Elliot said and laughed slapping Blue a high-five. “You

she had tears in the corner of her

an age from six to twelve. I

have one, too.” Blue joined. “What did

he wasn’t the type to give up. He then said,

waved.”

two began

third wheel. Blue could have easily forgotten about me. Elaine and Dad were looking at her with an interesting look

eat barbecue chicken piece with her hands, barely having touched the fork or the spoon. Elliot was eating the same way, but no one paid attention to the kid of course. They were more enthralled by

up towel and swiped the corner of her lips that was smeared with barbecue

to do right now.” I whispered into her ear. “Lick that sauce off

gross I heard that.” That

smeared it over her lips, and looked at me, giving me a chance to do what I’d promised. The entire table’s

the towel again. I couldn’t help but laugh. “Not right now. Maybe later in

“Okay.” She said.

do you do Blue apart from doing distance education?” Dad asked her as he sliced

about Blue’s education. A person without an education was looked down upon by my father, and I didn’t want to give him any reason to ask Blue something that could hurt her feelings. Blue didn’t need an education, as far as what I’d seen she could take a book into her hand and absorb all those words in. She could become a doctor, lawyer, heck even an astronaut

Lucifer’s Den as a waitress.” She said. I liked how she kept her

something

ignore the obvious taunt at me by shoveling my mouth with

arrived at the table, and he was going to keep addressing me in third person. What did ones father expect to hear from his son that he’d thrown out of the house? Hey, Pops,

make delicious desserts. She says she loves the brownies you made last time.” Elaine stepped in to

made any

cakes and pastries more than anything. You should come to our apartment next time, and I’ll bake them for you. I can even cook dinner, Hunter will

“I would

I noticed how Hannah looks like you. I always thought it funny how some children are complete copies of their parents.

to impress my parents or just to suck up to my step-mom, she was

compliments. “Why, thank you, darling. Everyone seems to say the same thing.” She laughed.

you. I always

not giving away anything. “Uh…thanks.” He was blushing,

Blue went on as she looked at me shyly. “I wonder if I had a son

just having a sip of

asked. “Are they alright

Whenever I talked about her family, her expressions turned gloomy. She smiled nevertheless; I captured her hand in

it doesn’t matter what my father thinks. He will eventually

of the pizza when I stopped; the pizza handed back on the plate. I thought my ears were ringing. The

she

saying that she fucking