The Lonely Mermaid

My Heart Is Pierced By Cupid

Rain's POV

     Connor was finally acting like the perfect mate. He listened to me and appreciated what I had to say. He hadn't been with that slut since I gave him the ultimatum.

     And then he went and did this. It couldn't be more perfect for our first date to have a picnic on the beach. I could tell that Connor had really put a lot of thought into this and that he took my feelings into consideration.

     Things were looking up.

     We were more relaxed round each other, so as our lips loosened, we ended up learning more about each other.

     I talked about the difficulties with my parents and he spoke about the pressures of leading the pack and bring responsible for everyone's well being.

     When I told him that I had never met another mermaid before, and that I thought I might be the only one, he held me tight and didn't let go. Getting all of this out in the open made me feel so free. The beach was peaceful and being alone with Connor was as easy as breathing.

     Connor told me about the pressures that came with his position and why he had wanted a strong mate. For an instant I felt like I had let him down, but he reassured me that although I was not exactly what he had pictured, I was undoubtedly his mate and that he wouldn't trade me for the world.

     I was so happy that we were able to move to this point. At first I thought that it might be impossible for us to get along, let alone pursue a relationship. 

     We played around splashing each other and acting like total fools. But it was the best time I had had in forever.

     I could cut loose and be myself. A mermaid. I didn't have to worry about how he saw me or what he thought, because now I knew.

     After a while, we dried off using my power to evaporate the water and just laid on the beach. Our limbs tangled together.

     As we laid down and just looked in each other's eyes, nothing needed to be said. I could feel my worries just drifting away on the waves. I felt light and free. Like I could float away at any moment. The only thing that would make this better was if I were in the water.

     Water.

     It was always the number one thing on my mind no matter what else was happening. Sometimes I felt that being a mermaid was also a curse instead of a blessing. I could never be to far away from the water. The most dangerous thing for a mermaid to do would be to dry out.

     Even laying here with my mate, the most important person in the world to me, could not take my mind off of the water that was swirling  just a few feet away. If I could just reach out, I would touch it, and feel that ecstasy that came with the rush of liquid life.

     I was an addict of the worst kind when it came to the water. It was my heroine.

     As if Connor could feel that weight settle on my previously weightless mind, he sat up and pulled me with him. Looking into my eyes, he could tell that I was unhappy, but I don't think that he knew why.

     I took his hand and focused on everything that was going on inside my heart. I heard his gasp as the feelings went flying, but I kept focusing. He needed to know and this was the clearest way to make him understand. I was addicted to the very thing that gave me life. I craved it in the deepest way, but I was unable to do anything about it, because without it I would die. I would wither away into nothing. Until I became the sand at our feet.

     Connor was shocked, obviously, but I think he could understand my frustrations now. The biggest blow was that he was not the first thing on my mind. Mates were supposed to be the center of each other's universe. I was the center of Connor's, but he came after water in mine. It wasn't fair that I couldn't offer the same amount of devotion that he was giving me.

     We were finally at a point were we were getting along and falling in love the way that we were meant to, but it seemed as if the universe was mocking us for thinking that we could ever be happy.

     "Rain. I know that this is hard. I never expected it to be easy. But there must be a way that we can be together forever. We are mates for a reason. You have to believe in that," Connor comforted me.

     That was the best possible thing for him to say to me at that time, but I still felt uneasy. Pushing the feeling down I got up and pulled Connor into the water. Satisfying my craving and allowing myself to give him everything.

     I transformed and we swam everywhere. Me constantly making sure to come up to replenish Connors air bubble. If we ever completed the mating process he wouldn't even need the bubble.

     I took him to the caves where I felt the burning. I took him to the bottom of the sea floor to show him that darkness. The pressure wasn't too bad because I manipulated the water. I showed him everything I could think of.

     By the time we had made it back to the beach, it was the next morning. We had stayed up all night feeding off of each other's energy. Swimming until dawn. We watched to sunrise together.

     I took Connor back to the beach and then we dried off again using my power. We laid down. Finally tired enough to sleep for a week but still so excited that we knew it wouldn't happen. It had been a full twenty-four hours without us fighting or getting mad at each other. Progress.

     And then the snake entered our Garden of Eden.

     My parents walked up onto the beach.

     As soon as they saw me with Connor, they immediately jumped into the insults and accusations.

     They insisted that I was 'still' using drugs and that he must be my junkie boyfriend and dealer. They wouldn't stop, so I just walked away.

     They followed.

     "Stop. I can't deal with this anymore. If we have to talk, then let's go to the house," I offered. I needed to use the walk to the house to think about what to say to them.

     I couldn't take it anymore. If they wouldn't accept me the way I was then they needed to get out of my life.

     Permanently.