Ocean Waves and Bloodstained Tears

Ocean Waves and Bloodstained Tears [Ch. 10]

"Lina?" Ehh. "Yes?" I called back to my brother who was calling from the bathroom. "Can you please come here? Please." A whining voice had entered the already annoying voice, I sighed.

"Coming!" I called back, stomping into my room, dumping my bag and pulling off my shoes.

I entered the bathroom, a scowl fixed on my face in an attempt to let him know I wasn't happy and there my innocent little brother was standing isolated on the cold tiles, a wet patch spreading across the fabric of his pants.

"Oh..um..shit! Oops!" I ran towards him, and quickly stripped off his top and threw it in the sink. "Ok....Are you- well done?"

He nodded guiltily, and I pulled his pants off, along with his underpants, he stepped out of them and I was careful not get my hands wet.

"Go and have a shower in the other bathroom, and- and I will clean up here," I gestured around the room towards the effort ahead of me. He scurried off down the hall and I was left standing, isolated on the cold tiles.

I sighed and picked up his pants, t-shirt and undergarments, and took them across to the laundry. I dumped them in the machine and set it to on, and stomped back into the room to mop the floor.

Half an hour later and I was done. The floor was clean, the clothes were washing and my brother was sitting in the lounge room watching cartoons.

I sighed again, turning of the bathroom tap, applying a thick amount of soap and scrubbed them together. I decided that wasn't enough and turned the tap on the bath and started filling it up with steamy hot water.

I slipped off my school uniform, locked the door and stepped into the heat of the lavender scented bath.

"Ahhhhh," was the only intelligent noise I could make as I slipped into a comfortable doze.

There was knocking at the door. But why was there knocking at the door? In my confused dream state I opened my eyes an inch, I was in the bath. Why was I in the bath? I looked down; bubbles still covered my relaxed body, the temperature still blistering. I must have fallen asleep.

"Lina? Are you in there?" the knocking continued, and continued. "Alina -----, answer me this second!" My mother's pestering voice continued. "Yes! Yes! Yes! I am in here! THANK YOU for waking me up!" I yelled back at her from my comfortable place in the bath. "Oh, sorry. Its nearly time for dinner, get out soon!"

I flopped my hands back beside my body, sending water flying everywhere. "Arrgh!" I wiped the bubbles off my face in a sickening disgust, and it was the first time I noticed the change.

I screamed.

And screamed.

I heard the thunder of footsteps, "What, what is it?" My mother called from the other side of the locked door. I heard the jingle of the handle but there was nothing she could do.

I couldn't get up, couldn't speak, couldn't do anything. All I could do was stare.

My mum for the second time pulled me out of my dream-like state, alerting me to the fact that I had to think fast.

"Alina! What is it? Are you hurt?!?! Open the door!" My mother's frantic callings made me go tense, I froze like a deer caught in headlights.

The door jingled and I knew the lock would break soon, I thought quickly of an excuse that would satisfy her motherly needs, letting my figure out what the FUCK was happening!

"It was just a spider mum, it crawled near my head and-and, well its gone now. I will be out in a minute!" My voice hitched up, no doubt alerting my mum of the lie I just told.

But no, she fell for it. And I had just a few more moments to consider my situation and what the heck I was going to do about it. "Oh Alina, you are such a drama queen, hurry up and get out. We are waiting to start." I heard her say as her voice faded down the hall.

I looked back down, the bubbles no longer covering my body, allowing me to see the full extent of my troubles.

It was just a bit longer than my normal legs, and where my feet should have been it spanned outwards in a stretched skin like substance. There was no break for where my legs should of been, the thick scaly slab lay heavy on the water, the scales reflected a purple shine on the room above, glittering like jewels.

My breasts were no longer naked; the same scales covered them like a modern day bikini, except it was a part of me. I reached up to touch them, sure that they were different- not just in texture but in size. The scales made me flinch, the rough slick surface reminded me of the fish I had caught last summer, how my brother and I had had a competition of who could caught and gull the most.

It was seen as fun then, but now it made a shiver run down my spine. I was one of them now. I surveyed myself one last time before wondering how the fuck I was going to change back, if I could change back that is.

"Alina!!!" My mother screamed again from the kitchen, "Get to the table now! Or don't have anything!"

"Arrggh," I splashed my hands down in defeat. "I just want my legs back!" I whispered to myself almost in a prayer. I felt something strange, like a ripping feeling spread up my legs the pain was excruciating and I nearly screamed again.

But when I looked down, my legs were back. "Woah!" I touched my legs just to make sure; they were slick but definitely human. I sighed in relief but quickly remember the other 'changed' parts, they were fine to, thankfully.

I let the water drain out and lifted myself out of the bath, my hands were pruned from sitting in the water so long, the cold air of the room hit me, biting at the wet skin.

I looked up into the mirror and gasped. "No, no no no no... what is this?"

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