The obsidian eyes

Info/How it began

Characters
Lemon: 19, a training marine biologist, fiery, loveable, loves cursing

Troy:19, merman, stoic, fascinated by humans, dark, emotionless. (No parents)

"Hey Lemon!" I hear my dad yell at me as I sit on the back of our boat, reading about the coral reefs surrounding us. To caught up by my own thoughts to answer him. I get up and walk over to him still reading. "Yes?" I say with my eyes still casted down enticed by the pictures on the pages. He lifts my chin up and says "I need some help on the front of the boat."
I sigh and set my book down "with what?" I question. "A storm is coming. A big one at that."
I tilt my head and think. I can't remember hearing about a big storm I wonder how that will affect the sea life. All of a sudden I have fingers snapping in front of my face. "Lemon? Come back to reality." My dad deadpans "oh I'm sorry dad what is it you need me to do."
He shakes his head and laughs "just pick up the buckets I have out front and then we're good to go. I anchored everything down, and put your brother in the down stairs cabin."
I groan "Really? he has to sleep with me?" He nods his head "yeah with the big storm coming he needs to be safe."
I hate sleeping with him but for his safety I comply walking away I pick up the buckets And walk to the edge of the boat as I look out I can see the clouds slowly rolling in, dark, ridged clouds. I shake my head and walk to the back of the boat and pick up my book.
I head down stairs into the cabin through the hall to my small room. Just a shelf and bed with some sea shell blankets. And two pillows. I hear my little brother Jack run down the hall laughing, my dad chasing after him "Get in there little squirt!"
My dad playfully yells before he opens my door I just closed jack. I rolled my eyes as jack bolts in and jumps on the bed, dad gives me a pointed look and says "stay here the storm is coming in fast."
I sigh and throw my book onto my shelf of other books. I cross my arms "I'm not a little girl dad." He chuckles "I know honey but just be safe for me okay? I'm gonna go in my room right now too."
He kisses my forehead and leaves. I turn and look at jack and squint my eyes at him as he bounces on my bed giggling. He gives me a big toothy grin I smile back,
I turn around to look at my shelf I gasp, where is the shell my mom gave me? It was the last thing my mother gave me before she- before she died. when I was just a little girl, that shell was all I had of her I frantically search for it tossing my books around and looking on the floor. Jack chimes in "whatcha lookin for sis" I look at him and glare "where is my shell." "Oh I took it upstairs earlier and put it on the deck with the other shells I collected on the way home from school"
I gasp no. No. No my head spins. "What! Why?" He flips my pillows around and lays down "I dunno."
I feel the boat Slosh around in the rough waters. I fling open my door shutting it behind me locking jack in so he can't follow me. I smash into the wall, as the boat rocks crazily from one side to another. I bolt up the stairs and Burst onto the side of the boat running into the railing, rain pelts down on me as I cover my head holding onto the railing so I don't fall into the rushing waters, of the very pissed off ocean.
I make my way down the boat as waves crash over the rail as if Olympus himself was on his period. I see the shells as they get thrown over board. I freeze watching the shells go out of eye sight absolutely devastated. I scream "NOOO!"
All of a sudden I hear my dad yelling my name my dress flowing and ripping in the rushing wind. But it's to late I was torn from the boat into the icy rushing waters. Sucked under by the current my lungs burned. my head thrown around every direction. My body contorting as I slam against the side of the boat and down, down, down. I sink knocked unconscious.  Air slowly leaving me.
This is it, this is my end. My lifeless body thrashing around by the rushing waters twist and turn.
little did I know my savior grabs my waist. Long lean hands wrap around me crushing me against themselves, and away we swim as I lay limp under the water slowly losing all the air I ever had. Life slowly leaving my limp lifeless body.

I am sorry,
that I am not the brightest star in the universe,
or the most beautiful rose in the garden.
I am sorry,
that my cheeks are not as rosey or that my eyes do not shine as brightly as theirs do.
But I am not sorry that it is you whom I've fallen for,
to be enough is the world.
-Julie Martinez