FINS: A Mermaid Tale
There are some things in this world that are hard to explain, that doesn't necessarily mean they don't exist; it simply means no one has really figured them out yet. Some things you have to see in order to believe, others you simply know they're real or you don't believe that they are. This(Your) story goes more with the seeing is believing concept…It starts off on a stormy night, the fluorescent moon hides behind several dark puffy clouds, and there isn't a single star in the dark endless sky.
The only light that can be seen is the light of a dim candle in a window.
You had been up all night: like usual, the wheels in your mind slowly turning as you began to let your mind drift back to your childhood days and to the event that had made you become somewhat...obsessed. You remembered falling into the water, though you couldn't remember how you had fallen in, you figured maybe you had been clumsy and slipped, but that didn't seem right, since you weren't really a clumsy child.
Something pulled you out of the water and then…everything went blank. You have tried several times to remember what had happened exactly, you tried to remember the face of the person who had saved your life, but your mind just couldn't grasp onto it. You pulled yourself from your thoughts, there was no point giving yourself a headache…again. You looked around your cluttered room, drawings and books about sea life, and sea creatures were scattered everywhere.
Pictures of mermaids and silly magical beings like such hung from your wall. You've been obsessed with mermaids ever since you had fallen into the water as a kid. You studied Marine Biology, and even went to college to become a Marine Biologist and an Oceanographer, but both attempts failed when your professors found out why you really wanted to become one. You became the laughing stock of the school; no one took you seriously, so you dropped out of college and decided you would take matters into your own hands.
You would prove everyone wrong, you would show them, you would make them feel damn stupid, bad alas, several years had gone by since then and the only one feeling stupid was you. You're 24 years old and your theories and what not haven't been proven, you have a feeling that they might never be. A part of you wanted to give up, but you just couldn't, you couldn't just throw away all your hard work, your theories were the only things that kept you living.
You gave up then…what would be left for you? What would you do? You pulled the cigarette from between your lips and rubbed then butt of it rather harshly against the bottom of the ash tray. You had only been sitting at your desk for a couple of hours now and already you had smoked 10 cigs, it was a nasty habit, but it kept you calm. You had an urge to go outside, maybe walk along the beach or something, but you dared not, it was rather messy outside with the rain and the wind and such.
No, you would just have to wait until tomorrow, if you were lucky the storm would be over by then. With little energy left you managed to pull yourself from your rather comfortable chair and make your way towards your bed. You couldn't remember the last time you had slept; it was probably a couple of days? You couldn't really recall, you hadn't even looked at yourself in the mirror. You had almost forgotten what you looked like, but you had a feeling you looked pretty disgusting, the bottom your eye lids felt heavy, you assumed you had dark circles around your eyes.
Your hair felt all kinds of gross, probably because you hadn't taken a shower in a couple of days. Once you started working on a theory you didn't stop unless you absolutely had to. You pulled your comforter over your head, which was slightly chilly do to the lack of body heat. You gazed across the room locking your eyes on your night light, which of course was of a mermaid, her hair was cream colored orange her skin fair, and her eyes open, they almost looked as if they were staring back at you.
When you felt as if you couldn't keep your eyes open anymore you let them close and drifted off to sleep, you kind of wanted to get up early in the morning to go down to ocean, but you had a feeling your body wasn't going to let you wake that early. You needed your rest after all who knows maybe after a good several hours of sleeping your head would be a little clearer.
(So this is the first chapter to my Gamzee and Vriska story. A lot of people have asked me to make another gamzee and vriska story, and I promise this one will have a happier ending. Chapter 2 will be coming soon!)
