Damian was undoubtedly the gentlest man I’d ever met. Well, not like I’d met a lot of guys, but I didn’t need to meet many of them to know that he was different. The existence of social media wasn’t strange to me so I was well aware of the scuminess of men. This is a love story like no other. My name is Nancy and this is my story.
The network downtown sea was beyond terrible. There was not much for me to do on that day so the decision to take a swim uptown was not difficult for me to make. It was unusual to be above sea level at that hour of the day. The sun was scorching hot I could feel sweat in my skeletal system. The beach was unbelievably deserted. Hastily, I found a palm tree shade and squatted underneath it. While I was taking a swim out of the water I heard my phone pop. So, I checked the notification, it was a dm. I swore to toss my phone in fire if it was some random person begging me to like their post. It is hard to comprehend why someone you don’t know would have the audacity to ask you for such favor. I mean, that’s like asking for my nudes before asking for my name. On checking, I was surprised by what I saw. The message read ‘Hi there beautiful’. I got a lot of messages on a regular basis, and I should say it’s probably a consequence of the pictures on my page. Most of the pictures were revealing pictures. I am not to be blamed for that anyway. My kind doesn’t wear clothes. Not that I’m a hoe, it’s just who we are. (Although that isn’t stated on my page).
I got talking with Damian. Oh boy, was he the coolest kid I ever met. He would call me sweet names. He would tell me daily that I was the most beautiful woman he’d ever seen. Sometimes, he called me a mermaid. The feeling I felt was indescribable, totally brand new. My heart would tickle with joy whenever a message came in from him. My sisters were all happy for me. Three months had gone and Damian had been insistent on us meeting. The excuses I was giving were becoming less convincing. How could I tell him what I was without jeopardizing what was between us?
One night I asked him to meet me at the beach. He was skeptical and I could hear confusion in his voice. Oniru? This late? Honey, are you sure? I wanted to tell him I had no intentions of using him for rituals, but I figured that would only scare him away. Eventually he agreed and it dawned on me that I was going to see Damian for the first time and he had not the slightest idea what I was. I was as nervous as a pollen grain undergoing the process of pollination for the first time. My sisters made all efforts to calm me. It’s his loss if he doesn’t like you for who you are. You’re beyond perfect the way you are.
A message popped up on my phone. I had waited for almost 20 minutes for the message. It felt like I had waited years for the message. I’m here. Where are you? I tried to swim, but I couldn’t. My body was stiff like I was made of diamond. I was soaked by fear that movement became an impossibility. I managed to muster courage and swam up. On the beach was the most good-looking bloke to ever walk the surface of the earth. His eyes shone bright like the headlights on a Lamborghini. He had a thick, full beard that made him look like Zeus in his prime. His smile was surreal, with the best dentition. I am aware that love can alter the thinking capacity of any creature, creating a filter through which you view whom you are in love with. But Damian was irresistibly handsome. Floating on the water, I advanced toward him slowly. He looked at me wantonly like he could not wait to lay his muscular arms on my body.
“Come,” he said in the lowest tone ever, signaling with his hands.
I moved further a bit then I shook my head dramatically before stopping.
“I’m sorry, I…I can’t. You don’t deserve someone like me. You don’t know what I am”
He looked bedazzled. He definitely had no idea what I was on about, yet he was as gentle and loving as an angel. He successfully summoned me out of the water. I was so embarrassed when I got out of the water. I felt so naked (well, I was. Duh). Damian looked at me meticulously from the tip of my hair to my tail. He studied me like I was some lab experiment that needed to be vetted before being sent for inspection by higher ups. I couldn’t look him in the eye. Shame enveloped my existence and words eluded my throat. He knelt beside me and took my face in his hands.
“Look at me”, he said. As I raised my head his lips met mine and he kissed me. It felt like heaven. I could feel angels singing and dancing One corner. His lips were as soft as jelly. And right there on the beach he told me he loved me. No musical instrument could have produced a sound as sweet as those words.
He laid me bare and made love to me. He cupped my ample breasts in his hands, tracing them with his fingers like the captain of a ship tracing a route on a map. He explored places in my body I was unaware existed. Exhausted, we fell asleep right on the beach and when I awoke in the morning I almost passed out from what I saw. All my life I had been a mermaid. It was a myth that a mermaid’s tail would transform to legs when on land. It has never before happened. I couldn’t believe my own eyes. I had two legs and they were trembling so bad. Love is, indeed, the greatest form of magic ever. Damian said, with a smirk on his beautiful face.