'What do you mean you don't want to eat souls?' Renee glared at me darkly when she said this.
'I don't want to. It hurts them and me. I don't want to hurt anybody anymore.' I argued.
'You sound just like your grandmother. She was pathetic and fool hearted too. You're both mermaids,' my mother spat contemptuously, '"Oh I don't want to hurt anybody anymore", you're weak. I am ashamed to have you as a daughter. Get out of my sight. Go to Charlie's so you can be as weak as the little human you want to be.'
I ran from the living room to my room. I started throwing clothing into my suitcase. I grabbed the envelope of money from the dresser. I had been saving for a situation like this. There was about three hundred dollars. I had been saving for a while. I heard Renee downstairs talking to Charlie. 'Your daughter is coming to live with you. I don't want her anymore. Her flight will get there at 10:00pm' I continued packing, a single tear rolling down my cheek. Maybe it would be better if I moved in with Charlie. I had visited him for a week or two every summer. He was nice enough, but he didn't know what I was or that Renee had eaten his soul. This is why he longed for her to come back, and my mother wouldn't have it any other way. She was the opposite of me and my grandmother. She was the traditional siren. She enjoyed the sport of luring men. It didn't matter if the men were happily married or not, she would always get them. She was beautiful with shoulder length brown hair, bright green eyes, pale skin, and all the right curves in all the right places.
I finished packing and went downstairs. Renee handed me money for the taxi ride to the airport and a plane ticket, and pointed her finger at the door, motioning for me to go. I headed out the door and got a taxi. I looked back to see an empty porch staring back at me. I got to the airport, paid the driver, and bought a ticket to Forks, Washington. The flight would leave at 7:00pm. It was only 5:00, so I had some time to kill. I wandered around the shopping area, finally ending up in the food court. I bought a hamburger, french fries, and a soda. Sirens could eat regular human food, and actually had to to survive. Souls just made a siren more beautiful but we had to experience every good and bad thing that person experienced. It was hard for empathetic people to go through, but most sirens, like Renee, only cared about themselves and were very vain. I finished my food and walked towards the terminal.