Existence Of Love [Harry Styles Fanfiction/A Mermaid Tale]

48. Bloody Water

~Evanjaline's POV~

I was alone in my tank again.

They renewed the chemicals in both water enclosing prisons and I felt even more sick. I didn't know how much better I was feeling until they added more. I could barely keep my hands against the uncomfortable netting below me to keep myself sitting up.

The mermaid across from me had sat in the same position as the first time I seen her; upper body hunched over her tail, hair waving around her head. I tried that position to see if it would ease any of the discomfort, but it didn't. Nothing did.

My palm pressed against the glass wall and I stared out while laying on my side, my water filled with more scale parts but it wasn't from me, but rather from my companion when they netted her out.

"Feeding time." Paul says, walking up the steps of my tank. The fish he held in his gloved hands moved erratically, trying to get away from the man that captured it.

I know it's pain.

He threw the fish into the water and it wasn't very decent in sized. After a few seconds of relief of being back in water, the fish began to look as if it ran out of the energy to swim, and that never happens. Propelling forward in the water is a natural way of living and surviving.

Wiggling and trying, the fish slowly began to make its way down towards me.

If this water had killed this fish that was at least six inches in size, how could they possibly think to keep a study in this water as well? They need us alive yet they're chipping away at the chances. This water isn't good for us.

The fish stopped moving all together and I pushed its lifeless body up and away from me, helping it to reach the surface with its mouth open and eyes huge.

"I suggest you eat it. It's all your gonna get for a few days." Marcus says through the glass.

I looked back up at the floating fish and felt my stomach turn. Bitterness entered my mouth before I forced myself to swallow it back down.

Thinking of even putting chemicalized meat into my mouth makes me too sick to even consider.

Paul descended the stairs of my tank and climbed the other, dropping a live fish in. It was the same in size and species. It had reacted the same to the water, but before the wiggling stopped, the mermaid across from me had picked it from floating around and hungrily drew her teeth in, a sick look on her face while she closed her eyes.

It didn't look as if she enjoyed it, but it did look like she needed it.

I turned my attention away, laying on my back with my numb and heavy tail sprawled out which ever way it was. I looked up at the ceiling light above my tank through the water, past the dead floating fish, and could almost picture it as the sun. The warm rays seeping in even past the surface, shining off fish scales- even my own- and corals.

I missed the ocean. I missed humanity. I missed my father, Xya, Travis. Louis, Liam, Zayn, Niall. But most of all, I miss Harry. He had ran for me, despite the time he needed to wrap his head around everything, he wanted to rescue me from my possible death, the way I did for him.

Harry wanted to be my hero, and no matter what happens to me now, he is. He saved me from the dark and showed me a whole new world.

And I couldn't thank him enough for that.

My stomach started to feeling of clenching pain and my whole body began to ache. My vision began to cloud a deep orange and fade away the more distant it got. My hand came up to my face and once I touched under my nose, the color was more profound.