'We shouldn't be friends anymore.'
Sophie agreed. She didn't even put up a fight. Were we that disposable to her? The thought shattered my heart. I struggled to breathe through the pain in my chest. I gritted my teeth. "It's for the best." Then why did it hurt so bad? This was my idea. I should be the one composed and aloof. Unaffected by the situation. However, like always Sophie managed to turn it on me. Damn her! Sophie's footsteps disappeared. The soft click of the bathroom door snapped louder than it should. I wobbled out of the bedroom. My feet wanted to give way under me. The need to break something shook my body. When the door closed, there was no sound. My intention was to leave. Regardless, my body and my mind fought an intense war. I was stuck at the door. My palm refused to release the doorknob. I wanted to march back into the room, to demand Sophie's attentioYou!"What the hell are you looking at?" I scowled.Little Miss Mermaid gapped. I hissed my teeth and pushed past her. Who cared if the mermaid saw or heard anything? This was none of her business.I skipped down the stairs and found the pool. Laps in the pool would help to calm me. It only brought back another memory.************Flashback**************Fifteen laps in two minutes.Damn! I was still too slow.Alex and I visited the old man in the world found at our secret cave. He challenged me to do thirty or more laps in a pool in less than a minute. At the time, I thought it was a piece of cake. Cocky and too confident, I boast about my speed. Me and my big mouth. When it was time to put my money where my mouth was, my average speed didn't come close to the requirement.I cursed and reset my timer.There was no way the old man was goi
Sophie.I trodded through a long path of darkness. The words 'We're done. We shouldn't be friends anymore,' kept flickering in silver along the way. Sophie's laugh in all its age transformations flashed in the dark with images along the side of the path. Sophie when we first met. Sophie, two years later. Each stage of her development in all its glory.Those disappeared and the path grew dark again. The silence drew me to the edge of insanity. Weeping pierced through the silence.I came to a stop in front of a film of Soph crying. She was an adult. The last time Soph cried was when we were sixteen. After that day, she changed. She got stronger, vindictive, and manipulative. In this film, she looked weak. A sad little girl.Liquid trickled down my skin. I touched my nose. It was blood. I was bleeding. My nose, ears, and tear ducts leaked the crimson substance. My mouth pooled with blood. I spat it out in the darkness.
Weakness.Though I didn't understand what Mom and Shelly were discussing on the phone, the strength of my body declined. My movements were somewhat sluggish. My powers, on the other hand, were still intact. Most of all, I was sad. Depressed, even.I couldn't remember anything of last night other than my argument with Soph. Everything else was a blur. The memory evoked in my sleep kept replaying in my head. Soph and I were sixteen. I lost control and she didn't run. Still, every time it played in my head, I got more depressed.This could only mean one thing. Soph was finally letting go. She wasn't going to pursue me like every other time we argued. This was what I wanted. Yet, my whole being refused to acknowledge that Soph would leave me. She was the most stubborn person I knew. She got what she wanted and she has made it clear she wanted our friendship.I remained in bed for half the day. A rarity in my family. Mer
That traitor! He should pay for what he did. I was going to make sure of it.After several almost close collisions, and three failed attempts of not running off the stupid road, I managed to maneuver the driving technique. The vehicle still refused to remain on the road. With good reflexes, though, I was able to take back control of the wheel. Good enough, the stupid thing didn't kill me but got me safely to the Antarctican Manor.I couldn't bear to stand still and watch Sophia die. After my attack, there was no way she would survive it. Then again, she had the King to help her. If he was strong enough to control my rage, no doubt, he would be able to save her. Deep down, I wished she would die.However, she was a human. She was unaware of all the things going on in our world. I was sure she had no idea of what he was doing to her. The poor human went in blind. And… and… this was what he did to her. This was what he did to
I made sure to scrub my body until it felt sore. The sight of Sophia's blood being washed down the drain made me feel disgusted. Most of it was aimed at me. Sophia and Alex were the first humans to show me what being on land was like. Without them, I doubt my knowledge of land life would be this advanced.I never would have assumed this would happen. I could have stayed away from her. I never would have been led astray by Prince Mitchalus.Oh, darn that merman!He should have kept his hand to himself. Guardian Torus made it clear Prince Mitchalus mated Sophia for more than what he relayed to me. It would mean all this time he had been lying to me. He gave me the impression Sophia was just a friend he was coupling with to blow off steam. Like an idiot, I believed every since word.Now, only for Guardian Torus to reveal even our relationship was a lie. What did he even want from me? Power. What more could it be? If we
Waiting for information about someone's health was the worst thing ever. I couldn't stand the thought of sitting around doing nothing. Feeling helpless was not in me. I had to put some distance between me and what was going on in that house.Outside near the beach had a better atmosphere. The ebb and flow of the ocean kept me calm. No tension resided here. The sea breeze cooled me down, and the water sang a sweet lullaby.If anything happened in the house, the wind would bring the information to me. A nice eavesdropping technique. I learned this trick in High School to find out what others said about me after the incident with Alex, Soph, and me. People had a lot to say about us back then. Too many theories of why we had split up. I needed to know everything.Over time this technique got perfected. Now, I could be miles away and hear a conversation. The wind could carry each voice to me. It was most effective whenever I was nearer to the sea.
I sensed Mom before her voice boomed through the walls. Whenever she was angry, it was easy to sense her rage.The irritation entwined with the air and made the atmosphere tense and hot. No one wanted to be around her when she was upset. Not even me.Her visit here was inevitable. It has been a week since Sophie was with the healer. She was still in a coma. I couldn't get myself to go see her like that. In fact, I didn't have the strength to do anything at all. Not even get out of bed.No matter how much I tried to act like everything was okay, a flood of sadness would knock me from that pedestal. I haven't been to school, nor anywhere to be exact. I tried to shake off the depression and went to sign the contract with the hotel owner. The signing was a success, but my spirit was never lifted.Construction on the hotel started. Shelly went there to instruct the workers. She was monitoring their progress. Shelly took the time out every night to up
I spotted the merman before he did me. His stance could be sighted from a mile away. It was too distinctive. I drove into the garage and cut the engine of the vehicle. He opened my door with a smile. "Hi, you're getting better at this driving thing." That charming smile. The same one he flashed me the day I walked into the shelter. Craig, that was the name he called himself on land. He had been an amazing help these past few days. I didn't know there were so many rules we had to abide by here. Craig taught me every necessary detail to live in this world. I didn't know what I would do without him. I exited the car and handed him his car keys. "Yeah, your car isn't that hard to drive. Besides, you're a great teacher." I had to park Sophia's car. Countless times, I planned to leave it at King Marvelon's house, but fear often stopped me. The thought of going there when he was home was enough to trample the idea. Instead, the vehicle was parked at the apar