Renesmee, a mermaid who broke a sacred law, is exiled to live in the human world for retribution. But her other half, Sardina, fights to find a way to reunite them again.
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I fell into the water in a splash, my breath held tight.
I twirled, but it didn't feel fun to do so with legs as it did when I had my tail. There's nothing to flip and for a second there, I missed my tail. I loved that thing, you know.
Yeah. But I loved my best friend more.
Another splash hit the water.
Speak of the devil I loved.
"Sardina!" Renesmee's voice called out in a mixture of worry and anger.
I bursted out behind her, laughing.
"Shit. Fuck you! How dare you do that? I told you not to get into the water–"
"Relax, Rene." I smiled, struggling to stay afloat around her thanks to my first time in legs.
But of course, Miss uptight over here looked the farthest from relaxed. So I splashed water on her good-looking face.
"Stop!" She splashed back angrily, and I giggled, loving the fun of being in the water.
It felt so great to be in it with her.
"The water feels too good to be so grumpy, you know." I splashed water on her again as she scurried off in her beautiful tail, heading for the land.
C'mon, stay with me. Why don't you just stay with me, Renesmee? We used to be inseparable, but now it's like I'm the last thing you want to see.
"You could've died, you know! Dropping yourself down like that."
So she does care about me being alive and breathing.
"My mermaid best friend is right by my side to save me. What's there to be scared of?" I shrugged.
Renesmee looked at me like she wanted to smack me with her tail, but decided against it.
"Stop being so fucking stupid, Dina. This isn't funny."
Yes. It wasn't funny. But I learnt it all from her. She taught me how to be this reckless.
She could hide it from her face, but deep down, I knew she loved the thrill.
I watched Renesmee swim to the edge of the river. She pulled herself out, and as she morphed back to her legs, I swam over.
I didn't know swimming with legs would be this easy. Too easy, in fact. Perhaps it was because I was too accustomed to the water. I was merely a natural. Aquatic blooded.
We laid there on the perky sand filled with rocks and pebbles, both of us drenched, but I didn't care.
I was with her. She was with me, backs laid down, eyes staring up at the stunning starlit sky. I could bet the most precious crystal that this was what heaven felt like.
