SR: Billie Eilish - everything i wanted
thirty-five
Marina.
Eryn's tattooed arm trembled slightly. I dragged my eyes upwards, matching her stoic gaze.
Her resolve broke slightly, a myriad of emotions plastering on her face. Hurt. Betrayal. I knew something else was in those steel eyes that I couldn't quite place. She squeezed her eyes shut.
"Eryn," I breathed, trying to shrink my gills. My fin was halfway out the water, the tip of it twitching. My scales were raised. "I can hurt you really bad right now," I muttered, my fin starting to twist, "please let me go."
Eryn loosened her grip, dropping her arm at her side. She ran a hand through her hair, backing up slightly. She reminded me of those lions that were trapped in cages, prowling around with no escape.
I fell onto the ground r
