Son of the Sea

Chapter 10

My body was frozen. I was a statue made of flesh and bone and a beating heart. I was an i***t. I have been trying to warn myself all along but I ignored it. Why am I such a fool? The evidence, the signs everything was there but naïve little me refused to see it. What was I even gonna do?

Someone screamed but I bearly heard it. It was like all the sounds were being muffled.

My body turned and started walking towards the front door.

“Charles,” I heard a muffled voice said and a hand grabbed mine but I just kept walking. The hand disappeared.

“Leave him,” another voice said muffled. I needed to gather my thoughts.

I walked through the front door robotically. My mind was blank. I walked aimlessly for what felt like hours that’s when I noticed a change in scenery. Now I was walking on sand.

I was at the beach were I woke up a couple days ago.

I dropped to my knees and sat on my heels. Feeling a little emotion come back to me. It wasn’t sadness nor anger. It was just a little emotion. I stared at the water blankly. Every second it would send a small wave to the shore.

‘You know, you shouldn’t keep your emotions bottled up,' a soft voice said.

I hummed softly still staring at the water.

‘Its not healthy, my son,’ the voice continued.

I sighed.

“I know, but I don’t know what to do with it,” I replied.

The voice was silent for a while, ‘then why don’t you just let it out.’

I glanced at the sand remembering what my childhood was like.

“Because I’m afraid that if I do I might hurt someone,” I answered the voice. My mind took me back to when someone grabbed my arm earlier on. It felt like it was Iris who did, the voice sounded like hers too. What if I had just let it out and hurt her, if I couldn’t stand to see her crying what would I have done then. I chuckled softly thanking the person who pulled her away from me, it must have been Ethan.

‘Charles, you are one of the most sweetest souls I know,’ the voice argued.

I shook my head and smiled.

“How would you know, do I know you, who are you anyway,” I said feeling the sudden urge to ask questions.

A few minutes passed and I sat their patiently waiting for an answer. I shifted into a more comfortable position with my left leg stretched out and the right bent. I put my right arm on my knee and rest my head on it. I was digging through the sand when the voice finally answered.

‘I am The Sea,’ the voice said shortly.

“And what exactly are you,” I replied still digging through the sand.

‘I am the essence of the sea,’ the voice replied. I sat there for a while silent, thinking. I knew this voice it was the one that interrupted my dream.

“Why do you refer to me as your son,” I asked curiously. I raised my head and stopped digging waiting for a reply, The Sea was silent for a while, a really long time.

‘Because in a sense you are my son,’ I smiled at her response. Definitely an alternate reality.

“I will try,” I said getting up and brushing off my clothes.

I turn and started retracing my steps. It was hard since I was in a daze while I was walking. Halfway home or what I think is the direction of home I pause on the side walk.

“I really need to see a shrink,” I whisper to myself recalling the conversation I had with The Sea. I sighed, this was surely the beginning of something crazy and catastrophic.

I continued to walk until I reached the familiar gates of my step father's mansion. I mean a total stranger’s mansion, maybe I’ll ask him to adopt me. They were wide open. It was very weird considering that this was a mansion but then again it was not my mansion that could probably get robbed.

I shook my head and walked up the long asphalted drive way. Just as any other on each side were tall trees. Every few feet I walked there were concrete statues of figures hidden behind the tree line. Why have I never seen them before. As I walk past them I noticed that they each had various weapons in their hands. I paused curiosity getting the best of me as I reached the end of the driveway and approached one of the statues.

This statue looked like a commander, in his hands was an AK-47. I nodded my head surprised.

“Cool,” I muttered to myself staring at the commander face and what I saw next made me doubled over, laughing.

It…..it…..it winked at me.

I really need you see that shrink, I thought as I straightened and walked into the very silent and empty house. As I stepped onto the house realization hits me like a train. The woman who looked like my mother was kidn*pped. And she could be the only person who can tell me what happened to my real parents. I had to find her but how. If I told her husband what happened, he would probably send me to an asylum or an orphanage.

I sighed running my hand through my hair and closed the door. The truth was I didn’t know her husband that well and I obviously didn’t like him. I didn’t even know how he would react to this he would probably blame it on me being bipolar.

I sat down on the couch staring blankly at a piece of paper on the coffee table. The penmanship was unrecognizable. It was obviously they mermaid’s writing. From what I could decipher though she explained everything to Willa, Ethan and Hailey.

Crushing the piece of paper in my hands, I begin to think of a way to save that woman since I couldn’t tell her husband and I couldn’t exactly go to the police, they’d probably blame it on my amnesia or something else. And if I twisted the truth it would probably slow down the investigation and by then that woman could already be…..dead. And the only lead I have to finding my real parents would be gone.

I threw the paper in my hand and closed my eyes running my fingers over my face. Iris she could help, she had to help as crazy as I sounded she was a mermaid that Tash person was a siren. I was so engrossed in my thoughts that I didn’t even noticed when my step father entered the room.

“Where is your mother,” he asked.

“She went to take care of her sick sister in Alaska, she’ll be back soon,” I replied. Iris had said that she was a Queen, now if she is what she said she is then that meant that she had a mermaid army. She could help me track down that siren and find my mom’s doppelganger and get some answers. Its funny how the it’s the things you refuse to accept seems to help you out of your problems in the end. This is just like the movies.

“She didn’t tell me but I guess it must have been an really serious emergency,” he replied.

His words brought me out of my thoughts and I glanced at him confused. My entire body froze as I recall my words.

Real smooth, Charles.