The Siren's Flute

Let's Try It

"Why is your hand bloody?" ask Rocky.

I was rendered speechless at his question. I was blank, not knowing what to say. Anxiety, fear and uneasiness slowly crept through my system as if it's enjoying the way it's making me feel.

"Uh-uh... um..." I started. I don't like this. I don't like this at all. I don't want to be found out and be treated as a monster. I don't want to end every enduring effort that I did just like this. No...

I composed and myself and looked at Rocky eye to eye. "This is just because of the fall that happened at school a while ago. This is nothing." I said giving him a slight smile. It was visible from his face that he's not buying it but, before he could even utter another word, I immediately stopped him by saying "Really. Please, I need to get inside. My menstrual pain is really killing me." I asked or more like begged him to let go of whatever questions he has in his mind and let me be.

I remained looking at his eyes until he decided to let go of my right hand. I smiled at him and said, "Thank you for helping. See you tomorrow." And then I went inside my house and shut the door behind me, careful enough not to slam it while Rocky's still there. I let out a long breath before running upstairs. When I was already inside my bedroom, I went to the bathroom immediately and filled the bathtub with water. I took the big bag of salt that was on a cabinet inside my bathroom and poured it on the water-filled bathtub. I did not wait anymore and undress myself. It was disastrous. I was messy. I let out a loud cry as I went inside the water-filled bathtub. It was just my feet up to my knees that has went in but the pain was enough to make a person collapse. The moment I submerged my whole body inside the bathtub, the water became red with my blood and my face was wet because of the unstoppable tears that flowed out of my eyes out of the excruciating pain. It was like pouring an alcohol directly into an open wound.

Thankfully, the pain subsided for a little making it bearable for me to endure. However, my tears were still streaming down my face no matter what. I can't imagine living my whole life suffering like this. This is just so unfair and cruel. I did not want this. I don't want this. Why did my father have to fall in love with a siren and bring me into this world if he wouldn't take care of me in the first place? Why did my siren mother left me, too? How can they be so selfish? I am the only one left to suffer here for the rest of my life when I did not even ask to be born in the first place. AHHHHHHH. SCREW YOU BOTH!

"Lucy? I'm coming in." Rita announced before coming into my bathroom. After seeing me and the state that I am in, she instantly knelt down and caressed my wet cheeks. "Why did it have to happen so suddenly? Why can't it just appear according to the specific time? Why do you have to suffer like this?" she said more than to herself than to me while wearing a sad expression. I just cried for her because I know that I am going to live like this until I met my demise and Rita will always have to wear that sad face everytime I am like this. This is just so pathetic. Rita just cried with me while staying by my side. I felt horrible about it but I was really thankful because she stayed with me. It gets really worse if I'm alone, you know. I will feel much more pathetic and horrible if I were alone while going through this sh*t.

Rita laid beside me on my bed while fixing the comforter. Making sure that it was thoroughly covering the both of our bodies. As she laid down beside me, I switched my position sideways facing her and smiled. "Thank you for staying with me Rita." I sincerely said. In return, she also smiled widely and said, "No worries." We laid silent for a couple of minutes just spacing out while looking at the ceiling. It was comforting for me. I was really thankfully happy.

"Do you think it exist?" Rita asked out of nowhere which made me confused. What does she mean by that? I slightly frowned, "What do you mean?" I asked but still remained facing the ceiling. It took her a few seconds before answering. "You know, the flute?" she asked again. Both of us are still facing the ceiling. "I don't know." I truthfully answered.

"If it does exist, do you think it will be able to help you with your metamorphosis?" she asked which made me smile. She's really concerned about me. I faced her and said, "Maybe. But, it would still be useless since I don't know where to start finding it." I shrugged at the thought of it. "Why are you thinking about it? It was just from a bo—" I was not able to finish my sentence when she faced me too with a determined expression.

"Let's try it. Let's find it Lucy." she said full of determination. I was flabbergasted by what she just said but it made me smile. Other than mom, Rita is the only person who cares for me. I grinned, "Shall we?"