I do not own any of the Characters except for Trevor, Finn and Kendra.
Melody is turning seventeen; Ariel and Eric have decided that Melody can spend a week with her Grandfather as a mermaid. Even though Melody is far beyond excited about being in Atlantica once again she has a fear that something awful is going to happen during her journey.
What if no one wants me to come back? What if I get attacked again? What if I die? What would my mother and father do when I die? What if-
"Melody…" A soft fait voice says while opening my door.
I turn around to see my mother's glowing red hair and pale blue eyes glisten in the sunlight. I smile at her and in response she smiles back at me.
"Are you ready for your party my dear?" She asks in a sweet voice while sitting on my enormous bed.
"Party? What part-" At first I didn't know what she was talking about but then it dawned on me. It's my Birthday Party.
"Right, right of course. My party." I say as if I didn't for get at all.
"You forget about your party almost every year. You think you would know by now that we celebrate your Birthday on the same day every year." She jokes.
We share a laugh, then it goes silent. I start to think about all the things that could go wrong on my journey back at Atlantica.
"Melody is something troubling you?" She asks in a worried tone.
"Well…. Yes." I say.
"What is it? You can tell me." She tells me in a gentle voice.
"Are you sure that you letting me go with Grandfather is such a good idea?" I ask
"Well I don't see why it wouldn't be. Why? Are you having second thoughts about it?" She asked me rubbing my back for comfort.
"No, no, no. I want to go more than anything. I thank you and father very much. It's just that I feel that something bad is going to happen if I go back." I tell her, hoping that she understands.
"Oh I see. Grandfather and I can assure you that nothing is going to happen to you when you go back. You'll be the happiest mermaid that ever swam those waters when you're there. I swear it." She tells me while patting my hand.
I smile at the image she painted in my head. I get lost in my own train of thought thinking about what an amazing experience I'm going to have in the matter of a day.
"Hurry up and get ready. You don't want to keep Trevor waiting forever now." She says.
Trevor. My boyfriend you could say. Only my mother knows of him and I, for now. I planned on making us official after I got back from my adventure. He knows everything about me, even about my mothers past and what I'm going to be doing for the next week. I was totally surprised that he wasn't appalled by the story of my mother and father. He thought it was one of the most romantic things he had ever heard of. Trevor is the most understanding and sweetest young man I have ever encountered. He's a complete gentleman. He hasn't tried to deflower me like every teenage man I have met in this entire Kingdom. Even though Trevor isn't royal I still want to be with him, he makes me happy, he's handsome and he's a damn good kisser. Even though Trevor moved into the Kingdom a couple of years ago and we've been together for a year or so I don't feel as if I know him very well. I know things about him but I don't know him on a personal level. When we're together is mostly a lustful encounter between us, and if anything I do all the talking. He never seems to mind though, he always seems interested in my life, and he never talks about his life though.
I come back to reality and realize that I only have two hours to get ready.
"Oh my goodness I have to get ready" I shout.
"Why yes you do." My mother says while heading out the door.
I know it might seems like a long time but if you think about it, I have to get all dolled up in make-up then I have to put on layers upon layers of dress attire and then triple check in the mirror to make sure I look decent enough to be presentable. Mother despises when I look all raggedy in public but Father doesn't seem to care. He thinks it's funny when mother gets all pissy about my attire when I'm not being "graceful and elegant" and I'm in public. Father and I love to poke fun at her for it all the time, but she always joins in and laughs with us every time.
Once I am finished with getting ready I take an honest look at myself in the mirror. I see a gorgeous young lady standing looking directly at me. I let out a huff of air and leave the room. As soon as I shut the door I hear my father call me name. I look in the direction I heard him call my name. He's smiling and in return I smile back.
"You look so beautiful." He tells me.
"Why thank you." I say and bow.
He holds out his hand for me to take.
"Shall we?" He asks.
"We shall." I answer.
We walk down the hallway and into the ballroom. As soon as I step into the room all eyes are on me. I search the room for Trevor; I spot him by my mother. He's so handsome it's truly unbelievable. Our eyes meet, butterflies jolt about in my stomach. I blush and look down at my dress. Within seconds he's crossed the dance floor and ran up to stairs. I watch his every move. Once he's in touching distance our eyes catch each others.
"May I sir?" He says while handing out his hand not taking his eyes off of mine.
"Yes you may." I hear my father say.
I take his hand and we walk down the stairs together. We finally reach the middle of the dance floor and immediately we begin to waltz.
"You look absolutely beautiful." He tells me.
"I do?" I ask smiling.
"You always look beautiful." He says.
I don't say anything back, I just smile.
Hours go by and I've danced with almost about everyone. I love dancing and all but I've danced my butt off for the night. I'm so exhausted. So I take a break and go get something to drink. A waiter comes over to me and suggests giving me some champagne. Even though I can have alcohol, I don't take it. I don't like the taste of it. So I wave him off. I get a glass of sparkling cider instead.
I feel someone tap my shoulder. I whip around to see who it is and to my surprise I see an old friend of mine; Kendra.
"Oh my goodness! Kendra. How are you? I haven't seen you in months!" I say excitedly while hugging her.
"I know, I know. I've been so busy with everything." She explains hugging me back.
"I've missed you so much" I say.
"And I've missed you." She replies.
"So how's the married life?" I ask
She lets out a huff of air and smiles.
"It's everything I've ever asked for." She says.
"Really? There haven't been any complications?" I joke.
"Nope, not one." She laughs shaking her head no.
It's about 12:30 and everyone had gone home. Once everything is all cleaned up and put away I go to my room and take off all the unnecessary clothing I have on. I like being naked, I feel free. Besides me being in the ocean this is about the freest I will ever get. I leap on my bed get under the covers. Once I get comfortable I fall asleep.
I awake to my door barley be knocked on. I open my eyes and realize it's still dark. I'm not confused just irritated why someone would want to wake me up right now. I get out of bed and put my silk robe on. I open the door fiercely so that I can yell at the person behind it. As I open the door I can feel the cold air on me. I see Trevor, I'm shocked. My mouth is open but I don't say anything. He looks in both directions as if he's looking for someone. He turns to me and smiles.
"Hello." He whispers.
"Trevor what are you do-"He cuts me off by entering my room.
"I needed to see you." He said while shutting the door.
"Right now?" I laugh
He looks me up and down. He stares at my breasts.
"Are you cold?" He asks me stepping closer to me.
I become confused. I look down at my breasts as well. I see that my nipples have hardened. I let out a small laugh.
"Yes, you can say that." I say looking back at him.
He steps in kissing distance but doesn't kiss me. He just stands there looking me in the eyes. For moments we lose track of time just standing there looking into each others eyes. He makes the first move and bends down to kiss me. He wraps his right hand around my waist and he places his left hand on the back of my neck. Our lips touch and it's wonderful. I wrap both of my arms around his neck. Our kiss heats up and deepens. Our tongues move about in a gracious way. He puts his hands somewhere near my butt and lifts me up, in response I wrap my legs around him. He leads us to my bed. With us still kissing passionately he gently puts me down on my bed. He unties my robe and his rough hands trace every outline of my body. I can tell I'm becoming wet down there. One of his hands stops at my breast and fondles it for a while. He's very gentle with me, he always has been. He begins to kiss my check then my chin. Once his lips touch my neck, I lose it. I want him inside of me; I need him inside of me. He continues to kiss my body downwards. He kisses my lower stomach then in between my thigh and my vagina. His lips finally meet my lower lips. He begins to lick me tenderly. It sends this erotic serge of energy through my body. He starts to repeatedly lick my clitoris; I let out a soft moan. I tense up, arch my back and ball my hands into fists. His tongue begins to go faster and I start to breath heavily. After sometime he stops and kisses up my body. We begin to kiss passionately once again. I take off his shirt, my hands touching every aspect of him. I can feel his erection on top me. He pulls his pants down to reveal himself. He's so much bigger than I expected him to be. He lifts himself up and stands on his knees and I lift myself up with my elbows. I bite my bottom lip; I'm both nervous and excited. I look at his face; he looks up to see me staring at him. Our eyes meet. After what seems like hours pass, he looks as if he's sad. I give him a sympathetic look. He bends down and kisses me slowly. Not a deep kiss but a soft, sweet, romantic kiss. He softly pulls away and puts his lips to my ear.
"I'm sorry. I can't do this. We can't do this. Not yet anyways." He whispers pulling his head back to analyze my face for understanding.
"You're right. We can't. Not yet." I say looking at him.
He slowly gets off me and gathers his clothing while I find my robe and wrap myself in it. I sit on the edge of my bed and watch him put his clothes on. When he finally has his shirt on he stands in front of me just looking at me. My eyes meet his; he seems as if he's in deep thought. After some time he bites his bottom lip and begins to speak.
"I'm sorry about all that. Truly I am. I never meant for it to go that far." He says sadly.
"Trevor, there's no need to apologize. We didn't do anything wrong. It's fine." I try to make him understand.
He runs his hair through his hair and bends down on his knees so we're somewhat level. He takes my hands in his and kisses them.
"I didn't mean to, I jus-" I cut him off
"Trevor, listen to me. Yes we shouldn't have done that but you did the right thing by stopping us. I'm not mad if that's what you're so worried about." I say then kiss his lips.
He softly kisses me back. I can tell that he's relieved. He pulls back and smiles at me.
"So you're not mad?" He asks.
"No. There's no reason to be mad. That was nice, you knew what you were doing." I say with a smile.
He chuckles and just looks at me smiling.
"I'm going to miss you." He says.
"I'm not going to be gone for long. I'll be back before you even realize it."
