The Bad Boy And The Mermaid

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The car crashed into a tree. I could feel my blood rushing to my head and a painful pounding was growing there. I pressed my hand on my head and looked around. A car balloon had deflated the one that was called an air-bag. Hunter had told me that it deflated during an accident and prevented a severe injury.

The side of my face that had a gash was filing in, I was healing and it was painful. When the healing was for a deeper wound, it usually hurt a lot and it didn’t help that my head was spinning. I could only guess what Hunter was going through. I bit my lip from screaming from the pain.

I turned in my seat to face the passenger side to see how Hunter was doing. “Hunter, are you alright?”

There was no response, and he was looking the other way.

“Hunter...” I touched his cheek and turned his head to face me.

What I saw there might have driven my heart out of my chest. His silver eyes had lost the beautiful spark in them as they stared at me lifelessly.

“Say something...” I mumbled.

I didn’t even want to think about what had happened because thinking about it made it seem like it actually happened. Maybe this was a dream, I was going to wake up soon.

I pushed the damaged metal door out of the way and climbed out before walking to the other side. The passenger side door had been dented even worse. Still, I managed to pull it open.

“Hunter...look at me. I’m going to call an ambulance.”

He just stared at me and I let out loud scream. “You can’t...no you can’t be...dead. Look at me, Hunter....I’m right here...”

I punched in a number and called 911 and told them it was an emergency.

Maybe Hunter was just paused like in a game, maybe humans did that when they were in shock. I put my arm around him and started dragging him out of the car. He was very heavy but I didn’t have a choice. I panted and pulled him with every ounce of my strength.

I lay him down on the ground and sprinkled water on his face. “Wake up...wake up, please.”

When everything was vain, I buried my face on his chest and a loud sob tore through my body. Even if the ambulance arrived here in ten minutes like they said they would, I knew in my heart that he wouldn’t just wake up.

It was impossible.

I couldn’t feel his soul inside

I cried. “I’m so

think I could even live anymore. Not as a mermaid and certainly

face close to him and tried to give him CPR when I knew it wasn’t going to

the dark spot of blood there. A metal had struck one of his arteries and he’d bleed to death while I

him back to normal, but healing only worked

Hunter was already dead.

part of me may have died

I

sending signals to my brother and to Adrian. The ambulance wouldn’t be here until

few minutes later that through my hazy vision, I saw two figures walking towards me from a distance and

ran into Apollo’s arms and

and went to check him. The way Apollo’s head hung in pain, I knew that the worst had happened. He placed his hands on

“He is dead, sister.”

face with my hands and cried. “I love him, I don’t

fragile and if I’d chosen a human as my soulmate, and if by any unfortunate circumstances like these that a human partner died, the mermaid suffered an

but more

wait for him to have rebirth there’s nothing you

I knew he meant well but to suggest that I had to wait. “What if it takes him a thousand years to come back, Ade? What am I supposed to do

way to come back and when he does he will remember you. It’s just the wait. You can come back to Atlantis and stay with us

you know what you’re saying, Polo? It’s like confining me to an eternity of waiting! He could probably be reborn, grow up and fall in love with someone else before I even get to know him. He could be born into another country entirely, with a different personality. He could be born and raised

did you do?” Apollo asked me, his eyes searching mine, his expressions

he wanted to know what it was like to make

my mermaid form, to my husband, I still did not see what was so wrong in it. He went on, “You’re a sacred being...having intimate relations with

the thought of saying it out loud. Adrian’s face was as white as a sheet, and he collapsed onto the

don’t have any other choice now.

straight at my

his head. “I

begged, “Please...Please Pollo, let’s revive him. It’s