𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 - 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐨 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐟𝐨𝐲

11-They Assume I Know Nothing, But I know everything

Special edition; Cordelia's Part :)  

My body was placed in the same cave I've grown up in for so long. My mind was still where I was last night; thinking about my atypical encounter (if you could call it that) with the giant man 

Was he trying to capture me for some sort of food source? By the looks of it, I might look like an unimportant lunch meal to the man, that would feed half of him

- Was he trying to sell me to some cheap aquarium and be forced to play acts of amusement for the public? It seemed like he was looking for something particular, considering the large net that he so casually held in the palm of his hands 

I was fiddling with the large golden locket that hung around my neck. It was one I wore rarely, but when I did, I felt the color of envy barricade me closely. 

My thoughts wandered to him 

How could I be so..so obtuse? Thinking a human would truly want to be associated with an anomalous like me, with my tail that had been unevenly traced with scars from my past and present- My lopsided and asymmetrical fins- All Sirens were right, I am nothing but a worthless oddity, a pathetic excuse for an abnormality 

I haven't the least idea on whom to point fingers at; Should it be his charming grin, eyes that looked like the sky after a perfect storm, Or would it be my clueless mind who couldn't have known any better 

For him, this would be something to laugh at, something for him to look back at and think 'Oh, the look on her face was almost riotous' He'd tell his future partner and children about how he tricked a creature like me 

But for me, it would just help the walls surrounding me to grow stronger, build them taller, wider

I might have let my feelings take the lead- maybe- But, I must admit, just because you're a fool, that does not mean you can't perceive or the act of opprobrium

I swore to myself, I would never act upon a human again. The Sirens were right, humans were nothing but disgusting thick-skinned bastards who know nothing but to claim others' golden possessions. 

Jealousy ran through me. What if he was busily tangled with that girl who'd just been begging for him to feel her- 

What was I thinking? 

I thought to myself, rereading everything I had just thought 

When in all my years of living did I ever latch on to anything like that?

I shook my head, and I felt almost dazed. My mind was in a fog of bitterness and resentment

My first thought was to clasp off the heavy necklace that draped around my neck, and so I did, placing it carefully inside my wooden- Before I shut the timber lid, I could hear a faint whisper- faint enough to bounce off the cobblestone walls in my grotto.

'He's too good for you, They were right'

The voice had been like an ophidian's- Raspy and drained out 

'I can help you Cordelia-'  My name, That was my name- The one I would at times nearly forget, due to the consistent shameful and undignifying titles I had been given     

'Just put me on and all your problems will go down the drain' 

The words were like a lasso made of strong metal, trying to wrap around me forcefully by the neck, and drown me in a sea of white lies and twisted words

I must be making myself go insane- My thoughts were becoming too strong for my own good. I hesitated when it came to latching the locket on the chest, as I felt there was an invisible force restraining me from doing so