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MidReal Story
The Mermaid's Secret
Scenario:As a mermaid with a limited time on land, I’m in love with a human named Allen. I must bathe daily to keep my mermaid traits hidden. While in the bath, I hear Allen trying to get in, and I frantically struggle on the floor to form my legs before he discovers my secret.
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Lily Chen
determined, and anxious. Lily struggles to maintain her human form while living on land, needing daily baths to keep her mermaid traits hidden. She falls deeply in love with Allen, a human, and fears losing him if he discovers her true identity. Her relationship with Allen is strained by her inability to fully open up about herself, causing tension and longing.
Allen Thompson
patient, and oblivious. Allen loves Lily deeply but struggles with her mysterious nature and reluctance to open up about herself. He tries to understand her quirks but remains unaware of the truth behind them. Despite his efforts to connect with Lily emotionally, he feels frustrated by the distance she maintains.
Eve Chen
mischievous, and supportive. Eve often teases Lily about her relationship with Allen but helps maintain their secret life on land by assisting with their daily baths.
I have been in love with Allen Thompson for a very long time.
He was the first person I met when I came up to live on land with my family.
At that time, I didn't know that I would fall deeply in love with him.
I say deep because I am not allowed to let him know about my feelings.
I am not like those girls who would tell their boyfriend everything about themselves.
I am secretive, and sometimes I wish that I could turn out to be normal like those girls whom I see every day.
I wish I could let him know about myself, but I am afraid to lose him if he knows my true identity.
I am not like any of those girls; I have been hiding my true self from him since the day we met and till now, he doesn't know and I don't plan to let him know.
I am a mermaid.
Though we live on land, we have been finding ways to keep our tail hidden so that our true identity is not known to humans.
We have been finding ways to get our legs so that we can live well on land without anyone knowing our true self.
I need to bathe every day so that my mermaid trait doesn't pop out.
My sister helps me with that; she has been the one taking me to the bathroom and helping me form my legs.
I was in the bathroom, bathing when I heard the doorknob rattle.
I knew it was Allen; he was the only one who had a spare key to my house.
"Eve!"
I called out, my voice shaking with fear.
The water splashed around me as I tried to form my legs.
I could hear Allen's voice through the door.
"Lily, are you okay?" he asked, his voice gentle and concerned.
My heart raced as I realized that he was about to come in.
I couldn't let him see me like this; I needed to get my legs formed before he came in.
"Eve!"
I shouted again, my voice filled with urgency.
Suddenly, the door burst open and Eve rushed in.
Her eyes widened as she saw me on the floor, struggling to form my legs.
She quickly locked the door behind her and knelt beside me, her hands working swiftly to help me. With one final push, my legs solidified and I stood up shakily.
"Thanks," I said breathlessly, my heart still racing from the close call.
Eve nodded and smiled reassuringly at me before turning to leave.
Just then, Allen knocked on the door again.
"Lily, I need to talk to you," he said, his voice firm and insistent.
Eve and I exchanged a quick glance, and then I stood up, adjusting my robe to make sure that no scales were showing.
I unlocked the door and opened it, revealing Allen standing in the hallway.
His eyes searched mine, his expression concerned.
"Lily," he said softly, "I feel like there's a wall between us. Can we talk?"
I nodded, forcing a smile onto my face.
"Let's talk," I said, stepping aside to let him in.
He walked over to the couch and sat down, his eyes still fixed on me.
"Lily, I found something at the beach yesterday," Allen began, his voice tinged with curiosity.
My heart skipped a beat, but I kept my expression neutral.
"What did you find?" I asked, trying to sound casual as I sat down beside him.
Allen reached into his pocket and pulled out a shimmering object.
I gasped, my breath catching in my throat.
It was one of my scales.
I had lost it at the beach yesterday, and now Allen had found it.
My heart raced as I tried to think of a way to explain it away.
"It looks like a pretty shell," I said, forcing a laugh.
But Allen's eyes were searching, his expression skeptical.
"It's strange, isn't it?" he mused, turning the scale over in his hand.
I glanced over at Eve, who was standing by the bathroom door, her expression tense.
Allen's eyes lingered on the scale, doubt flickering across his face.
"A shell, huh?" he murmured, his voice filled with uncertainty.
I nodded, trying to appear nonchalant despite the fear that was racing through me.
My hands trembled slightly as I sat there, trying to think of a way to convince Allen that it was just a shell.
Eve shifted her weight near the door, ready to intervene if necessary.
"You know," Allen said finally, his voice filled with hesitation, "I've never seen anything like it before."
I swallowed hard, my heart pounding in my chest.
But then, after what felt like an eternity, Allen placed the scale on the table in front of us.
"I guess you're right," he said reluctantly, his voice tinged with doubt.
But as he stood to leave, his eyes met mine, and I knew he wasn't convinced.
I reached out and picked up the scale, my fingers brushing against its iridescent surface.
"Let's go for a walk," I said, trying to sound casual despite the turmoil inside me.
Allen hesitated, his eyes still fixed on the scale, but then he nodded.
We stepped out into the cool evening air, and I felt a momentary relief wash over me.
The tension inside me was still there, but at least we were no longer trapped in that small room.
As we walked, the breeze rustled through my hair, and I felt a sense of freedom that I hadn't experienced in a while.
But even as I reveled in the feeling of freedom, I couldn't shake the sense of unease that lingered within me.
Allen's words had struck a chord deep within me, and I couldn't help but wonder if he had seen more than he was letting on. We walked side by side, the silence between us stretching like a taut rubber band.
I glanced over at Allen, his profile illuminated by the fading light of day.
He was lost in thought, his brow furrowed in concentration.
I followed his gaze out to the sea, where a sailboat bobbed gently on the waves.
I pointed to it, trying to break the tension that hung between us like a thick fog.
"Look at that," I said, forcing enthusiasm into my voice.
Allen turned to look at me, his eyes lingering on mine before shifting to follow my gaze out to sea.
The sailboat drifted lazily across the water's surface, its sails billowing in the breeze.
For a moment, we stood there in silence, watching as it disappeared into the distance. And then, as if by mutual agreement, we continued our walk along the shore.
The sound of the waves crashing against the rocks filled the air, a soothing melody that seemed to wash away some of the tension between us.
As we walked, I felt my shoulders begin to relax, my breath coming more easily now that we were moving once again.
The sun dipped lower in the sky now, casting a warm golden glow over everything it touched.
I glanced over at Allen, his face illuminated by the fading light of day.
He looked lost in thought still, his brow furrowed as he stared out at the sea.
I slipped my hand into my pocket and felt for the scale there.
It was gone.
I glanced over at Allen, wondering if he had taken it from me.
But his eyes were still fixed on the horizon, his expression unreadable.
The rhythmic sound of the waves filled the air as we continued our walk, the tension between us slowly dissipating like the ebbing tide.
Allen walked beside me, his gaze occasionally drifting out to sea.
I glanced over at him, trying to gauge what he was thinking.
But his expression remained a mystery, his thoughts hidden behind a mask of calm.
We walked on in silence, the only sound the gentle lapping of the waves against the shore.
As we strolled along the beach, I felt a sense of peace wash over me.
The rhythmic sound of the waves was like a lullaby, soothing my nerves and calming my mind. Allen walked beside me, his eyes occasionally drifting out to sea.
I glanced over at him, wondering what he was thinking.
But his expression remained calm and collected, giving away nothing of his thoughts.
We continued our walk along the shore, enjoying the peacefulness of the evening.
The sun dipped lower in the sky now, casting a warm golden glow over everything it touched.
As we walked, I felt my heart begin to swell with emotion.
This was where I belonged - surrounded by the beauty of nature, with the man I loved by my side.
I reached for Allen's hand, feeling a sense of contentment wash over me as he intertwined his fingers with mine.
We walked on in silence, enjoying each other's company as we took in the sights and sounds of the beach. But then, without warning, shadows began to shift around us.
A group of men emerged from the darkness, their eyes fixed intently on us.
My heart raced as I realized what was happening - they were here for my scale.
"Hand over the scale," one of them demanded, his voice cold and commanding.
Allen looked at me, confusion and fear mingling in his eyes.
"Why do you want it?" Allen asked, his voice steady despite the tension.
The man sneered, taking a step closer. "It's worth more than you can imagine."
I tightened my grip on Allen's hand, feeling the weight of the secret between us.
The shadows seemed to grow closer, their darkness suffocating.
I squeezed Allen's hand, my voice barely above a whisper.
"Run."
We sprinted along the shore, the sand flying beneath our feet.
The men shouted behind us, their voices harsh against the calming waves.
Allen's confusion was palpable, but he didn't question me - he knew better than to ask why we were running from these men.
My heart pounded in my chest as we dodged driftwood and rocks, adrenaline fueling our escape.
And then, ahead of us, I saw Eve.
Her eyes were wide with alarm as she gestured frantically towards a hidden path that led into the dense forest.
Without hesitation, we veered off the beach and plunged into the shadows of the trees.
The underbrush was thick and dense, branches scratching at our skin as we stumbled through the darkness.
Allen's breath came in ragged gasps beside me, but he didn't falter.
Eve led us deeper into the forest, her movements swift and sure.
The shouts of the men faded behind us, replaced by the rustling leaves and the distant waves crashing against the shore.
We emerged into a small clearing, stopping to catch our breath.
Allen's eyes searched mine, confusion and concern mingling in their depths.
I knew I couldn't keep running from the truth any longer.
"Allen," I began, my voice steady despite the turmoil inside me.
"I have something to tell you."
The scale isn't just a relic; it's the key to everything.
