Coast of the Atlantic Ocean.
September 9th, XXXX.
4:32 am.
My head throbbed the moment I woke up. A groan leaves my mouth when I try to move and sit up. I only feel disoriented. A pair of hands touches my arms while I slowly try to sit up, restricting me the pleasure. Immediately, I spotted the blonde woman above me. Her hair floats around her smiling face. I was shocked that she was still near me, then I noticed my own dark locks floating around my head. Without any hesitation, I willed myself to push away from the female and flung myself into the air without realizing it. I flailed around, finally understanding why I hadn't felt any physical pain yet; I was floating in mid-air.
No, correction; I was floating in mid-water.
I twisted my body to glance around, trying to find anything familiar to the surface. I found nothing connecting to land along coral reefs and seaweeds out in the vast abyss. It was dark; obviously, it was well past midnight, but I had no clue where I was or what the time was to figure anything out. I was petrified, and almost forgot the mermaid next to me until she places her arms around my shoulders. Reflexively, I jerk away from her arms and float toward some seaweed.
"Shh, it's okay," her voice whisks with the current. "No need to have a frenzy." She provides us with comic relief, giggling at her own deranged joke. Her strategy for happier tension wasn't working. At least with me.
I try to force myself from her arm span, but I find that I cannot go far. It's due to a thick black tail glittering with gold scales, attached to my hips instead of two thick thighs and legs. I almost scream in disbelief at my discovery, finding myself in scarred as I try to swish it back and forth to get away from her. With my efforts, I barely paddled far. The mermaid caught up with me before I could think of a direction to face.
The feminine creature dives for my arm, not allowing me to escape from her iron grip. She keeps her eyes on me as she attempts to soothe me with a soft song. I refuse to listen to her vile hypnosis until she forces my head on her breast. Her voice sings in my ear. The song brings me sadness as I push her away, not understanding the meaning behind the song when I was the one crying. My tears blind me, but they leave no trace of their tracks on my cheeks.
"It's alright, love—" She begins to speak, but I can't take any more of her serenity. She already pissed me off when she tried to force herself on me at the docks, and now she's trying to calm me because of her dragging me down here. Maybe I didn't want to calm down. How could I after what has happened to me?
Before I know it, I snarl cruelly, shoving the magnificent sea creature from me. I growled in frustration at my situation. My anger grew to fury until I couldn't contain any more of my emotions, resulting in me weeping as I slowly fell down to the sandy bottom. Fisting the cold, grainy sand between my fingers, I came to an understanding; I understand my life wasn't as awesome, or successful, as I would have liked it to be, but I did like my life on a certain level. I enjoyed my job as a sales consultant and inspiring memories with my friends. Not so much as my family, but that's what reunions are for.
My heart surprisingly didn't hurt as much as I thought of my family at that moment. They weren't anything special; dad is a handyman and an abuser, mom is a physician and a drunk, and my twin brothers are about to graduate high school, yet Denton is a drug dealer and Dawson works as a bouncer for a strip club. I was the only decent one to move from Ohio to New Hampshire, only to end up down here without anyone I know. It suddenly dawned on me; I wasn't going to be there for the twins' graduation, I wouldn't see my mom or dad again, I wouldn't see anyone again I was suddenly scared, wondering what was happening to me. The gentle hand of the blue mermaid forces me to stare at her for a moment as she speaks with a gentle smile.
"Please, do not be afraid." She pleads softly, timidly touching my arm as if I was going to become physical with her again. Which I might do if she continues this "little miss innocent" act. I look at her confused and genuinely curious as to why she is here now. I was hesitant to ask, but once I opened my mouth, she spoke, "I saw your sadness and came to help you. I only did what was best for you. Since you were calling out with so much heartbreak, I... I wanted to take that away from your diom heart." Her words leave me speechless as she begins to wrap her arms around me, doing her tenderest way to comfort me with her body and tail.
The blue curls around the inky black as the scales touch mine and the feeling is indescribable. It's absolutely incredible. I begin to lean on her in return, allowing the mermaid's embrace. I cry my eyes out, feeling the sadness swell in my heart as I let my emotions take over. The mermaid holds me and softly pets my hair, lulling me into a comfortable sniffle. Her effort to calm my racing heart succeeds. I appreciated her kindness at that moment, even if I was mad at her because she had turned me into a creature of the sea. I should be glad I wasn't alone. Maybe she could even turn me back to a human.
I heard a sigh from above me and I was startled by her velvety voice, "I am afraid once you have been turned, love, there is no going back to being just human." I gasped at her words, pulling away from her in shock and stare at her with absurdity. She couldn't be saying the truth. It was a lie; it had to be. Her eyes sadden at my expression and she tucks a strand of hair behind my ear.
It is okay. The moment I heard her voice inside my head, I wanted to scream. It wasn't possible! Yet, she was a mermaid and I was breathing underwater. How could it be impossible if the elephant was in the room unless it wasn't impossible? My body reacted before I could and my hands jump to her arms. Of course, she anticipated me pushing her away because she held me in a tight grip and spoke once more in my mind, You can do it too.
Her voice in my head takes me by surprise once again, and I can't help but reel back from her in pure amazement as she telepathically speaks to me again. Her tempting smile confuses me further as her navy irises plead with me for a bit of sanity. Silently, I agreed with her and blinked, analyzing my current situation. Slowly, my heart rate calms, and the mermaid cradles me in her arms, soothing me by rubbing my back. Quietly, I let her hold me, trying to figure out where this nightmare came from and why.
I would be dependant on time; only time will tell.
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Diom................ Diamond