bella turns a bit fishyy

bella turns fishy

Chapter 10

I walked into my room to find Edward lying on my bed.

"Hey there." I walked over and sat on the edge of the bed. He sat up and leaned forward to kiss me quick.

"Hi. I heard your conversation with your father." Of course you did.

"What was he thinking?"

"He's still a bit leery, but warming up to the idea." I sighed. He will probably never completely accept it but this is Charlie Swan we're talking about.

"I'm going to go take a bath now." I hopped off the bed and grabbed my pajamas then went to the bathroom.

I turned on the water and then proceeded to take off my clothes. When the tub was full I hopped in and sat down quick before my fins came. I felt the now familiar tingle and watched my legs transform.

It was pretty freaky to watch. My legs melted together as my feet got wider and flatter. Then scales began to inch their way down my legs until they were completely covered. All of this took about 2 seconds.

I grabbed my strawberry scented shampoo and kneaded it through my hair. Then I brought up a ball of water and rinsed my hair. As I did this I thought.

I thought about my new life as a mermaid, how difficult it would be to keep my new secret a secret in Forks -the rainiest place in the continental US-, my father knowing about the mythical world, how he didn't quite accept it, Jacob's reaction to me as a mermaid -I still think that he thinks the Cullens had something to with it-, and the Volturi, they were coming here… for me. What did they want from me? I let out a whimper. This was to much for me to handle.

"Edward?" I called at a whisper, I knew he could hear. I didn't care if he was with me while I was in the bathroom, it's not like he would see anything. I heard the door slowly creak open as Edward came in. He had a sad look on his face. He squatted down inn front of my face.

"Bella, love, what's wrong?" He gently caressing my cheek. I let a tear silently slip down my cheek. He took his thumb and whipped it away. "Bella, you need to tell me what's wrong."

"I-I… It's just to much for me to handle!" More tears started falling down my cheeks. God, what was wrong with me? Maybe it's that time of the month…

"What is? Being part mermaid? Charlie? Love, we will help you," Edward reassured me tenderly. He was to perfect.

"Not j-just that - but keeping the mermaid part of me a secret in Forks, Forks. Charlie doesn't accept me as a mermaid, and Jacob hates me now that I'm a mermaid, and-"

"What? Why would he hate you just because you're a mermaid?" He interrupted with a confused expression. I sighed and reached for the conditioner. But Edward's quick hand beat me to it. He put some in his hands and began to message my scalp. Ahhhh, he always knew what to do.

"A couple years after you g-guys made your treaty *sob* they found th-the Kingdom and were mad at *sniffle* them b-bec-because they invaded. Sorta. *sob cough* The Quileutes weren't v-very happy so got into this *cough choke* u-un-underwater water war and the mermaids won *sob* . Now they are e-enemies and *sniffle* Jacob isn't allowed to go *sob* anywhere near th-them or have contact with them." I took a deep breath as I finished. "So we c-can't be *cough* friends anymore."

He looked at me with a heartbreaking expression. I'm sure I was killing him with all my tears.

"Oh sweetheart, I'm sure we can find a way around it. There has to be some way." He ran his fingers through my wet, conditioner filled hair and then rubbed my shoulders.

"No there isn't. The worst part is… *sob* is that he's okay with it! Edward, he doesn't even care that he's not allowed to even look at me!" I sobbed while rinsing out my hair. Edward sighed.

"Well if he's stupid enough to just let you go like that, he obviously doesn't deserve such a beautiful, wonderful woman like you in his life." Gosh, I love him so much.

"Thanks. I think I'm gonna get out now." I said and pulled up the drain stopper.

"Okay, I'll be in your room." Then he surprised me by taking my head in his gentle hands and kissed the living daylights outta me. "I love you."

"I love you to." I said breathless. He stood up closed the door on the way out. Then something went through my head as I grabbed my towel and began the process I created at the island (this time without an idiot).

Edward just took a bath with me… Nope, not weird at all.

...

I walked back in my room in my pajamas and saw Edward once again laying on my bed. He sat up and stretched out his arms, a silent, welcome invitation. I ran over and was wrapped up in his cold, comforting arms. I buried my face in his chest and started sobbing all over again. I tried to keep together while I was getting ready for bed, the occasional tear slipped by. Now, with Edward, all the walls came crashing down.

"Do you want to talk about it?" Edward's voice was soft and soothing. It made me feel slightly better. I shook my head.

"Okay." He continued to rock me for while, humming my lullaby.

"I just can't believe he would do that." I said. "I mean we've been friends since we were wearing diapers! How can he just walk away and not even care? All because I grew a tail. I'm still the same person, just a different species." I was ranting on and on, it felt good to get out.

"Me and my family, and your father know that, but his mind just works differently. I know this won't wont make you feel better but it's the truth. Even if he's known you for so long, and you've been best friends for all that time, you are a mermaid to him now. And his tribe doesn't like mermaids." he explained. And he was right, that didn't make me feel better at all.

I groaned. "Are they friends with any other mythical creature? What about all mythical creatures? Is there anyone I should hate?"

Edward chuckled and kissed my forehead, his lips lingering.

"Well for starters, vampires have nothing against mermaids." I smiled and laid my head on his chest. Edward laid us down probably wanting me to fall asleep. I was tired. I closed I eyes, curling up against Edward.

"Maybe your right," I said. "If he wants doesn't care about me just because I'm part mermaid now, he isn't worth my time." I heard his beautiful, quiet laugh.

"I'm always right."

"Don't go getting a big head." I teased, ""Cause your not."

The last thing I heard was a musical chuckle and the beginning of my lullaby before I fell into a peaceful sleep.

If werewolves didn't need mermaids in their lives, well, us mermaids could deal with that.