The Cut On Her Neck

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David and I walked down to the beach, hand in hand.

I really didn't want to hold his hand, but I had to, to make it feel legit. I feel bad for lying to him, but I had nothing else to do.

We were walking in silence, until he broke it.

"I've always loved you," he said suddenly.

"You have?" I asked.

"Yeah, you were always too occupied to notice me. I've always watched you from the sidelines." He said.

"Oh."

We stayed silent a little bit more.

Suddenly I felt wet and water dripping off my back.

Oh no.

I

Got.

Wet.

David is gonna see me as a mermaid! I quickly spun around and saw David with his hand in the beach water laughing.

I felt my neck shimmer as my gills formed. I quickly grabbed a goal and wiped before anything else could transform.

Luckily, I did it in time and I didn't transform into a mermaid.

"Hey! Don't splash me!" I told him.

"Why not? I mean it's not like you were gonna transform into anything," he smirked.

Wait, did he know that inward a mermaid. No one knows except for Anthony and me.

Uh oh.

Wait no, he could just be joking. Yeah, calm down Aquaria, he's just joking.

"Haha, yeah." I tried to laugh it off, but I was still kind of scared.

"I just don't really like water," I said.

"But Anthony told me all about you're first date. He said you loved the water."

"Yeah I still do, but sometimes I'm not in the mood for getting wet. I only like getting wet when I'm in a bathing suit," I lied.

He looked at me suspiciously. It was like he knew everything about me.

Was he stalking me or something? He seems like he knows somethings up with me.

"Okay," he said, long and slowly. He really dragged out the "o" syllable.

Personally, I hate it when people do that. It's pretty annoying. When they do that, it makes me feel weird.

This time, I ignored it, because I didn't want to start an argument or anything.

We continued walking when he said something catching me off guard.

"You know, l love mermaids."

"Y-you do? But they're not real!" I exclaimed, trying not to stutter over my nervousness.

Seriously, how does he know how to say the right thing to make a girl nervous? It like he knows everything about me. It's getting really creepy.

What if he finds out I'm a mermaid? No, no he won't. As long as you watch what you say, he won't. Breathe Aquaria, breath.

I slowly inhaled and exhaled.

"Of course they're real!"

"Nope, not that I know of."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes one hundred percent. They are fake."

"Okay?" He said, sort of like a question.

Then he left the conversation at that.

I breathed a huge sigh of relief. Okay, I kept my game up, he still doesn't know for sure.

Just try not to give him any evidence, and you'll be fine.

We walked home, and I was really beginning to despise him.

He was sometimes impolite and aggressive towards me.

Okay, just two more dates than I can break up with him. You're almost there.

He dropped me off home and we said our goodbye' s. I slammed the door behind me, relived to be home.

I took of my clothes and makeup and tucked my hair in a bun.

I put on a baggy shirt and joggers.

Yes. That's what I wear to bed. I know it's weird, but that is what I feel comfortable in.

I was just climbing into bed, when a rock hit my window from outside.

I got up and opened my window confused.

Who could be there at this hour?

"Hey Aquaria, we need to talk."

Anthony? What is he doing here?