

"No, much worse. He was being with another woman, behind my back and to my face." She looked like she was boiling with anger towards Jordan. "8 rejections. 8 heartbreaks." I mumbled. "I can't take it anymore, Anastasia! When do I get love!? When do I get my fairy tale ending! I'm a mermaid! I'm supposed to be beautiful and get love! So why haven't I found it! When's it my turn! What's wrong with me! Why don't they like me!?" I exclaimed through my tears. "You'll find it." She said. "You are beautiful. There's nothing wrong with you. Just give it time. But for now don't think about it." I nodded trying to forget about Jordan. I tried to push the image of him hurting me....of him kissing that other women out of my head. I tried not to think about the fact that he could be having sex with that women right now.
"So, why were you running?" I asked, looking up at her again, but quickly looking back down at my tea. My voice sounded so much more quite. I was surprised she could even hear my voice. "That's a fair question considering we both were running to see each other about something," She replied. I looked up her slightly, then looked back down. Had my father been right? Where humans cruel and always meant to be cruel? Well at least not all of them. I had meet several humans sense I came to the surface, and not all of them where cruel. "What is it then?" I finally said.
"Well...it's kind of a long story." She said. "I've got nothing better to do." I said softly. "Hell it might help me get my mind off of ....." I trailed off. I couldn't bring myself to say his name. I didn't want to think about him, and I wasn't going to think about him. "Just tell me." I said. She told me everything. About an excursion on the sea-floor, the two eels she found, a miraculous operation she had performed with Flotsam's help. "So you're saying, you have Ursula's henchmen under narcotics and they're asleep in your grotto right now?!" I finally said when she was done. "Yes. That's basically it. They were in pretty bad shape when I found them, so I'm guessing they're her ex-henchmen, or hencheels, or whatever they are. But that's not even the weirdest part." I looked at her again.


To be continued in Chapter 19...