Girl From Black Lagoon

The Girl From Black Lagoon - Edited 1:30AM 2017-11-01, (Sorry if you read the original paste)

The girls packed into the car. Class was finally out, it was the last day of school, and summer vacation was finally upon them.

"Fuuuuuuuck! I'm so glad it's summer. School got old after the first day." snorted Amy

"I know right?Too bad this summers so hot though, it's all sweaty n shit."  Bitched Melissa

"But it's perfect for tanning." Lisa giggled as she took her phone out of her purse and began the perpetual ‘tap’ ‘tap’ of her finger dance.

"Speaking of which, where are we heading to for our summer vaycay? I was thinking Cali this year, daddy’s got a beach house there and everything." asked Amy as she pulled out of the school grounds in her yellow SUV. A gift from daddy.

"I was feeling more a Miami vibe this year, ya know they got some Latino guys with washboard abs  who don't know a spick of English, perfect for when they get too clingy, ya just call the police and have em deported n stuff" said Melissa as she began applying make-up in the front passenger seat using the rear-view mirror.

"Ew, no ways! Non-English people are the worst, daddy says they are filled with diseases, that's why he had to fire the pool boy after he gave step-mommy number 3 chlamydia, which is weird because step-mommy number 4 was some kind of Asian and couldn’t even speak English.” replied Amy.

“Where do you think we should go this year, Lisa?” asked Melissa.

“I was thinking maybe we do something unusual and hit up the lagoon in town this year. Would save a lot of money for booze and partying. Summer Is quite long, I don’t want to resort to hitting on guys for drinks too soon.” Lisa put in but her eyes remained on her phones tiny screen.

“But that’s the fun part! I make guys pay for my drinks even If I have the money to pay for myself, It makes you feel confident about yourself.” Amy said as she ran a red light.

“Me too! Even if the guy has no chance with me, the least he can do is pay for my drink if I talk to him, it’s only fair. Besides I heard the Lagoon is haunted by some creepy monster.” Melissa said as she shoved the rear view mirror back into his original place which was still far from optimal and packed her make up kit back into her purse.

“It’s haunted? Like with ghosts n shit?” Lisa asked lifting her eyes from her phone.

“Maybe? They say some kind of monster was killing teenagers by dragging them to the depths and drowning them.” replied Melissa.

“You don’t really believe that do you?” asked Amy

“Nope! Was probably like some kind of whirlpool or something, I read on Facebook they can drag you down and never let you go, like your bloated body is stuck in it forever. It must be true, it had a lot of likes.” Melissa said feeling very proud about her knowledge.

“Scary! I don’t want to die, so no Miami and no Lagoon. Guess we heading to Cali this year girls. I’ll tell daddy, hopefully he’s not using the summer house with step-mommy number 5. That cool Lisa, Melissa?”

“Cali! We gotta hit up those weed shops when we’re there!” shouted Melissa really loud.

“What about you Lisa?” asked Melissa and Amy simultaneously.

“Yea, sure whatever.” She mumbled, eyes still glued to her phone.

Amy dropped off Lisa at her house, since it was the closest to their school. Lisa walked up to her house, opened the door, walked up the stairs, got to her room, out of her clothes and into bed, all without taking her eyes from her phone.

To say she was addicted to her phone would be like saying a person was addicted to air. You needed air to live and so it was with Lisa and her phone. Her long time best friends Amy and Melissa never cared but they joked that her phone was the one thing she cared about most in this world. But In truth there was one other thing she cared about even more than it, something she had kept secret from all, including her two best friends.

Since she was small, Lisa was infatuated with monsters.

 The scarier the better. She couldn’t explain why either. The first time she noticed it was when she was watching King Kong and Kong, a giant ape had the damsel in his gigantic hairy hands, the woman was so tiny by comparison, Lisa felt a strange rush of envy for the damsel in the movie. After King Kong she got into more and more horror movies. Her friends hated them but she loved them and so she began watching them alone. Besides after a while they became like porn to her and that was best watched by herself, least her friends became suspicious of her flushing, heavy breathing and growing sweaty.

While other children cowered in fear from creatures in their closets, bumps in the night and shadows on the wall, she grew excited. When she checked under her bed for monsters she was always disappointed not relieved. But now there might possibly be one, living in the local Lagoon.

While in bed Lisa was excited. For the first time she had reason to believe there was a monster in the very same town she lived in. All her life she had wished that monsters were real.

She was rolling in her bed with excitement.

She pulled out her phone and started googling all the possibilities of the truth.

“Monster in Lagoon.”

“Lagoon drownings.”

She found some interesting news articles some from as far back as the 50’s. All about drownings and black figures seen in the water and in the areas around the lagoon in the black of night. She hoped they had not confused it for a serial killer, they were icky.

 The last string of drownings happened in the 80’s in the hottest summer in 30 years. The journalist had suspected whirlpools caused by the lowered water level of the lagoon changing the underwater layout and causing a suction like effect. The journalist had noted that the heat was the constant variable as the temperature was similar every time a drowning occurred.

She lost interest after the newer articles blamed chemicals from crop dusters poisoning the water and the swimmers or global warming causing the water temperature to rise and upsetting the natural ecosystem so that some fish species grew more aggressive, yada yada.

 Her phone’s battery grew flat as she received a message from Amy.

“Daddy says house is free for Cali! He has to appear in court for the divorce. We leave Wednesday. #NewStepMommy#6thTimesTheCharm#California!”

Lisa grinned, a deviant grin. That would give her 4 days to seduce the monster, if there even was a monster.

“Oh god please let there be a monster.” she thought to herself.

She woke the next morning to birds chirping and a sunny sky. A beautiful day to be ravaged.

She took a shower, brushed her hair, put on perfume, did her make-up, even wore one of the lowest cut bikinis she owned. She grabbed a rolled up towel and raided her parent’s liquor cabinet for a bottle of booze, strawberry liquor, she took a cocktail glass and hid both the glass and bottle in her rolled up towel. Her parents were both alcoholics who worked 10 hours a day, they wouldn’t miss it but carrying booze in public was illegal for some or another reason.

She headed out the door and walked casually down to the lagoon. Upon getting there she found it filled with people. It was practically overcrowded. Guys from her school were shirtless showing off their muscles while playing volleyball. One of them, Chris ran up to her when he saw her arrive.

“Hey Lisa! Why don’t you come play with us.” he said with a hungry look in his eyes, which were glued to her cleavage.

He wasn’t the monster she wanted.

“No, I think I’ll go find some place quiet to lie down and catch some rays. Thanks anyways.” She said as coldly as possible while pouting, letting him know she wasn’t interested.

“Well then, maybe later.” Chris said sounding disappointed.

She walked off to a long thin jetty that stopped quite far from the shore. Leaving the boy from her class to return in shame to his volleyball.

It was no secret that she had never had a boyfriend. No boy could meet her ‘monstrous’ standards. Her friends joked that she was a nun. Rumours were spread in the school that she was still a virgin.

True.

 But annoying. She was the most sought after girl in her entire town, hell the entire county. She was used to shooting down hopeful pursuers, but she still knew how to lead them on when she needed something out of them. She had gathered many useful skills in making boys do what she wanted. Now she would put them to good use.

On the monster.

She unwrapped her towel and took the glass and pink bottle from it carefully placing them on the jetty. She spread out her towel and poured herself a drink. She lay back and dipped her toes into the water. Some people say that making ripples in the water scared off smaller fish but attracted larger predators.

Predators.

The word made her flush.

She waited and waited all the while with one hand on her phone and the other clutching the glass. The sun reached it’s zenith, her bottle reached half empty and her battery ran low.

 Someone got onto the jetty, she could feel from the vibrations that shook it slightly. She didn’t bother to look to see who it was.

The stranger got up right behind her, casting a shadow over her onto the waters surface.

“Yes? May I help you?” She asked sparing them no look as she scanned the water surface for the thousandth time.

“Drinking underage is against the law, missy. You’re under arrest, you have the right to remain...” He paused for a moment.

She jolted around to look up behind her at the stranger.

“Beautiful.” Chris finished with a shit eating grin. He probably thought that was clever.

She sighed in relief.

“Oh? Well isn’t that sweet.” She said with a fake smile. She wished at that very moment her monster would come and drag this mouth breather and drown him for her.

“Ready for that game of Volleyball? We have a drinking game set up. Take a shot every time you score. Most people do it, that you take a shot if the opposing team scores but I think it’s more fair with the reverse.” Chris said.

“No, I like the tranquillity of the lagoon. It’s pleasing to be out on this jetty alone.” Emphasising the word alone trying to keep her frustration from being too apparent all the while letting him know he should look elsewhere to sate his carnivorous desires.

“That sounds nice but how can you find this lagoon tranquil when it’s so crowded today.”

And that’s when it struck her. He was right the lagoon was too crowded. The monster was probably avoiding it due to all the noise.

“FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!” she screamed internally.

“Are you okay? You look as if something went down the wrong pipe?” Chris asked.

“If you’re not feeling well, maybe I can take you home?” He asked.

“No, I’ll be fine, I think all this time in the sun has made me light headed. I think I just need to take a walk.”

She wrapped up her towel with her half finished bottle and emptied the rest of her glass into the lagoon before wrapping it into the towel and walking off the Jetty. She headed straight home.
When she got there she revised her plans. Today was Saturday, The lagoon is usually only populated on the weekends. Meaning her best chance would be during the week. Meaning she only had 2 days to seduce the monster.

“FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!” She screamed internally again.

She awoke to darkness. It was Monday and she only had 2 days left to attract the monster. She checked her phone. 11:33AM, she had set her alarm for 10 but she always slept through that. An alarm was more a futile gesture for her. She opened her heavy black blinds and was welcomed by a cloudless blue sky.

She had spent all of Sunday researching how to attract aquatic animals; especially predators. She had come to the conclusion that her best bet would be to chum the water.

She showered, washed her hair, put on make up and changed into low cut Jean shorts and a black t-shirt with the words “San Diego, 1974” in faded white print. She had no idea what happened in San Diego in 1974 but it didn’t matter to her when she bought the shirt and it didn’t matter to her now.
She grabbed her purse and cellphone before leaving the house.

The town she lived in was big. Big enough to have 2 high schools, 2 large malls, 4 smaller ones and 2 bait and tackle shops. She chose the one closest to her house. William Rye, the Fishing Guy.

Upon entering the store she was met with a potent smell of what she could only guess were rotten fish guts.

“Perfect!”

The entire store was made of wood save the roof, rotten wood from the look of it. Creaky floorboards, to muck stained walls and even a counter which looked like it was about ready to fall to pieces. Luckily the roof was corrugated iron and that in itself is not heavy enough to crush a person if it were to collapse on her.

She walked up to the counter where the clerk, a man in his middle years with rough black stubble, was face flat drooling onto the counter.

Maybe he was William Rye?

“Excuse me.” She said softly.

There was no reply.

“Excuse me.” She said again a little louder.

He stirred a bit in his sleep.

“Excuse me.” She started prodding him with her finger.

“WHO GOES THERE!?” The man shouted as he shot upwards and then fell backwards off his chair hitting the wooden floorboards with a crash, some of the floorboards broke from what she could hear.

“I’m sorry to disturb you. But-”

“You should be.” he interrupted her while getting up from the floor, dusting himself off.

“Excuse me?” She asked.

“You should be sorry. I was having a nice dream about catching this giant fish but it turned out to be a beautiful topless woman instead, well you can guess the rest of what happened. BUT ANYWAYS. What do you think you’re doing waking someone from their mid day nap?”

“I need some fishing supplies.” she said.

“Well no shit.” He sighed.

“Anyways, what can I get you, a fishing pole for your daddy, some sinkers for your brother?”

“Uh no. Actually I need some chum.”

“CHUM!? What in the world would a little girl need something that heavy duty for?”

“Nevermind what I need it for, do you have any?”

“Of course I do, If you’ve got fish guts and blood, you’ve got chum. And I’ve got that aplenty. Wait right there.”

The man walked through to the back of the shop and through a door. She took her phone out of her purse and began tap tap tapping. After a few moments the man came back with a few plastic see-through containers.

“How much would you be needing? Got a 100 ounce here. A 150 ounce, a 450 and a 825 ounce container. Unless you bought your own.

He looked her up and down without any desire in his old man eyes.

“Guess not. Well it’s 25 cents for every 10 ounces so that’s 2 and a half dollars for the 100 ounce not including the container and 12 dollars for the 825 ounce. It’s a special.” He said with a smile only a dozen teeth short of a fullset.

“I’ll take a 450 ounce, and the container.”

“That’ll be 13 dollars.” He took the medium sized clear plastic container to the back of the shop and after a while came back with it filled to the brim with red sludge. She paid him and was about to pick up the see-through plastic container.

When he said.

“I better not hear about you throwing this over somebody as a prank. Last teenager who came into this store thought it would be funny to cover some poor girl in chum on her prom night.”

“Yea, no worries” She took the container in hand, which was a little greasy and left the shop.

She walked home and changed into another low cut bikini and took 2 towels this time, wrapping her half finished bottle of strawberry liquor in one with the glass and wrapping the chum in the other towel.

 All set, she made her way back to the lagoon.

The lagoon wasn’t exactly empty but there were much fewer people compared to the weekend. Most people were fishermen  on the shore or floating about the Lagoon in tiny boats built for one. No sign of anybody there for fun. Well she was any ways.

She walked up to the jetty which now had a wooden rowing boat tied to it near the middle. She placed her towel back into the same place as Saturday and took out her glass and bottle and laid them aside. She leaned over on her hands and knees and looked into the Lagoon, her nose almost touching the water.

It was dark, no light could penetrate it’s blackened depths. But she felt something. Maybe it was just a girl’s hopes and dreams but she felt like there was something in there. In the water. She prayed it wasn’t just fish.
She opened the clear plastic container with the fish guts in it and gagged as the stench filled her nostrils . It stank even worse than the bait and tackle shop.

“The things I do for love.” she said to nobody in particular and emptied half the container into the Lagoon. She sat on her knees staring at the red and pink cloud floating in the black surface, she could see little bits of meat and some tiny fish bones in the goop. She waited for something to happen not daring to look away or even check her phone for once. She didn't want to miss anything if anything happened at all.

 The water shimmered, mixing the chum and turning the red into pink and the pink into a lighter hue.

After awhile the chum dissipated and sank to the depths or was carried away on tiny waves created by the wind.

She frowned and leaned over the jetty and stared into the water again peering intensely at the its surface until it calmed down enough for her to see something.


A reflection, standing right behind her. As she was turning around, Chris grabbed her and shouted “Bah!”
She knew he was there, she didn’t shake because she was caught off-guard, no. She shook with anger.

“What are you doing here!?” She half shouted at him. He pretended innocence, except for his eyes. If you only looked at his eyes, he just looked horny.

“Well I saw you out on the jetty alone again, and wanted to see what you were up to.” he said.
“So what are you, like fishing or looking for something?” he asked smiling.

“Fishing?. No I just came here to feed the fish. Can get annoying when somebody always has your food on a hook.” she said not really knowing what she was saying with no time to think of a better excuse.

“What are you, some kind of fish activist or something?”

“I don’t know. Maybe?” She said confused with the words coming out of her mouth.

“That’s cool if you are, my cousin’s-” he began.

“That’s great. I’m suddenly not feeling well again, I think I might have inhaled too much of the chums scent by accident. I think, I think I’m going to go home and lie down for a bit.” she said softly, feigning illness.

“Oh you don’t sound too well. My parents have a house overlooking the lagoon, maybe I can take you there, it’s closer than your house.” He said sounding like he cared but his eyes were positively ravenous.

“BASTARD! DOES THAT MEAN YOU’RE GOING TO BE THERE EVERY TIME I LOOK BEHIND ME!?!?” she screamed internally

“Ah no thanks I think the walk will help me, fresh air and what not.” she said out loud.

She rolled up her towel and booze.

“Maybe you keep getting sick because you drink too much.” he said

“If I didn’t drink I wouldn’t be able to put up with your shit.” she mumbled under her breath.

“What was that?” he asked.

“I said I didn’t drink that much at all today.” She started walking fast off the jetty hoping he wouldn’t jog to catch up to her.

She got home and put the remaining chum on the floor of her private shower. The container was really greasy.

It was too bad she couldn’t tell Chris off properly or even just outright tell him to just fuck off.
The last thing she needed were rumours about her being a weird and aggressive girl.

In high-school even the slightest rumours of misdeeds could lead to her popularity blowing out.

Chris was popular. Not her levels of popularity but popular enough to add weight to any rumours that he might spread. This fish activist thing was bad enough. If she didn’t manage to keep her cool with Chris he might turn the tides on her and all her purity as a chaste virgin could turn into a lonely and mean girl who just cannot get laid or even worse, a girl with something wrong with her. That in itself would spawn more and more rumours and the ball would keep rolling down the hill until she would be left friendless and alone. She had to avoid Chris or in the least avoid coming close to losing her temper with him again.

If Chris had a house overlooking the lagoon. If she went tomorrow he would see her again and if she didn’t go she wouldn’t be back in town for weeks and by then the monster might enter hibernation or something. She didn’t want to leave it up to chance. She had to go again tomorrow regardless whether or not Chris was there but she had to pick a time where It was less likely for him to show up.
She decided to go for all or nothing. She could never wake up before the sun had risen. That only left the evening when visibility was at its lowest and her actually being awake.

Some of the night was spent packing for the road trip. Making sure her spare chargers, batteries and clothes were packed. She kept out her best bikini. That was her trump card for monster seduction. A white one piece that made her breasts look bigger and more supple than they really were if that was even possible. The shade of white was just enough to contrast with her perfectly tanned and toned body. She felt that if this didn’t bring the monster out from the lagoon. Then in the very least it would bring any monster within a 1000 mile radius sprinting to snatch her up for his own.

She had trouble sleeping, tossing and turning while worrying about anything that might go wrong. She never worried like this, not even the night before a big test, she usually left those up to fate and horny teachers. But on this night there were no teacher she could persuade by batting her eyelashes and she was far too worried to leave it up to fate.

She did manage to fall asleep when it hit morning as she passed out on her phone and slept right up until the evening. She awoke before her alarm. A first for her. Maybe waking up in the evening is just her deal or something. Maybe she is just more of a night person. It rang well with her thoughts of creatures of the night. She was basically shivering from “pure” carnal desire.

She showered and straightened her hair, put on the white bikini and then raided her now restocked parent’s liquor cabinet and found a new pink bottle with a note on it.

“FFS, at least leave some for Mommy, Lisa.”

-love Mommy

She giggled as she read that. She didn’t plan to leave much if things didn’t go well with the monster. She could sleep with a hangover in the car just as well and she would need something to keep her spirits up if this monster doesn’t show. But she hoped he would. She tried to remain optimistic.

She packed the towels with the booze and remaining chum. Which was still quite full as Chris had interrupted her before she could chum the waters with some more. With everything prepped and ready, she left the house. The sky was grey with a bit of light from the moon penetrating the depths with a silver aura that was it’s nimbus only slightly diluted by dark grey clouds.

It was dark but not as dark as she would have liked with a full moon. But the full moon was a pleasant surprise and she took it as a sign of good things to come, Full moons being associated with monsters.

She made her way to the Lagoon alone in the night with two towels under her arms in a white bikini. A prime target to any with foul intent. But luckily her town was safe enough or fate was on her side as she made it to the lagoon safely and non harassed.

The lagoon was still. The grey sky reflected a bit of light with a glowing yet foggy moon mirrored on it’s midnight black surface. She walked on the now familiar jetty to her standard spot at it’s end.

Before setting down and settling in she stared across the water at the many beach front homes scanning for lights that may still be on. None. Save a few porch lights but they would only aid in night blinding those who would try look beyond the lights glare.
She unrolled her towels and laid out her ammunitions of love.

Filling her glass with pink goo, she took a long and deep sip finishing it whole. Then she refilled it and opened the chum container and gagged abit. She chummed the water all around the jetty only conserving half of the half that was left. The water around the jetties tip was a crimson rainbow of guts and blood. She sat on her knees and scanned the water for any sign of activity.

The guts and blood began to fade as they had the day before. She stared over the surface again. The water settled again and she saw the lunar reflection praying that Chris wouldn’t suddenly show up in the watery mirror.

The lagoon became purely black as the chum was ineffective in calling her watery beast. She wondered if the chum was not faulty or perhaps her monster had no taste for it. She sat there in the dark of night wondering about what to do with only hours before Amy and Melissa would pick her up at her house. She decided drastic action was necessary.

She didn’t know if the guts would work but she was ready to do anything to find her monster. She picked up the container filled with fish guts and blood, lifted it up over her head and upturned it , pouring it all onto herself. Showering herself in pink and red goo.

Some got in her mouth as it slid into her every nook and cranny. She stank and threw up in her mouth a bit but she let it soak for a moment. Then she perched herself on the edge of the jetty and dived. A leap of faith into the dark.

She splashed sending water and chum flying everywhere. She resurfaced and breathed in air tasting lagoon water and guts in her mouth she threw up a bit in the back of her throat before she began swimming. She chose directions at random and swam as wildly as possible. Splashing and kicking creating lots of noise and ripples in the water. If there was a monster. HE WOULD SEE,HEAR,TASTE,SMELL or FEEL HER In the water. His 5 senses would pick her up no matter what.

Time passed but no sign of anything, not even fish.

After a long while she swam back to the jetty feeling cold and defeated. Her monster either didn’t exist.. Or was ignoring her. She felt sad, all she wanted to do now was finish what was left of her booze, head home, then climb into bed and cry. She even thought about maybe cancelling the trip. She felt ashamed at the lengths she had gone for a monster who didn’t even exist.

She pulled herself up from the water onto the jetty dripping all over the wood and her towel that was unrolled neatly. She didn’t both drying herself at first. She only wanted a drink. Pouring a large helping of her strawberry liquor into the glass, she lay on her back and stared up at the grey sky. Tiny streams of water ran down her cheeks but it was not her that cried. The sky had begun to rain. Ever so softly the drizzle killed all plans of using the towel to dry herself and began to pitter pat into her pink drink. She downed her glass before the rain could dilute her escape.

The water of the Lagoon; still as it was had thousands perhaps millions of little circular ripples that were created by the ever so light rain.
She hunched over and began sipping directly from the bottle as her glass now cast aside started to slowly fill with rain which had an ever so slight pinkness to it.

She stared at the lake boring holes into it’s blackened depths. Sadness. Anger and then more Sadness. Some with the non-existent monster but most with herself.

Here in the dark of night, under the grey sky, soaked by lagoon and rain she questioned her life.

Truly for the first time she evaluated what had lead her to this path and where it would lead her if she continued this dark way.

She regretted everything.

The holes she bore into the lake were the very delicate and ever so intricate circles created by the rain droplets but in her mind it was her anger and sadness boiling and bubbling and then fading into one another as the droplets became the lagoon her anger becomes sadness becomes anger with sadness.

She felt worthless. She had tried so hard for nothing. She had recognised this feeling before. But not in herself but from the boys she had rejected. Some had gone to great lengths to win her affection and perhaps some had done so innocently but she had always outright rejected them. No matter how soft the blow she would deal, their delicate hearts would always look so broken through the windows that was their eyes.

Most any ways.

Chris was one of the few who couldn’t take no for an answer and with every blow dealt no matter how hard he would only look more eager. She shivered just thinking of it. Or maybe it was from the cold.

 Perhaps getting sick would give a good enough excuse to get out of going on the trip.

She finished most of the bottle and her head began to feel light and yet her problems still heavy, perhaps more so now.

The circles in the water began to grow larger as her sadness and anger grew. She finished the bottle and threw it into the water. The bottle landed in the water, went under for a single moment then sprang back up and then just floated there near the tip of the jetty bobbing about.

She began wondering if she shouldn’t just date a normal boy. That it might help her get over her obsessions with monsters. Maybe even going to a therapist.

But she could never date a normal boy. Not even one monstrous like Chris.

She felt broken.

And how could she ever admit to anyone even a therapist what it felt like to be attracted to a monsters the way she was. It would like be undressing before a stranger only for them to find under your beautiful dress a disfigured physique. She would never!

She was in emotional limbo and it hurt. She began to cry harder and leaned forward to stare at her distorted reflection but instead found the circles growing and becoming more wild and messy with large bubbles rising from the deep. But it had stopped raining.

Something green with scales and frills emerged from the waters broken and wild surface. Lisa fell backwards in shock as the dark green figure rose from the water and loomed above her.

She screamed.

She didn’t know if she was screaming from excitement, terror or just because she didn’t know what else to do. Her emotions and mind were in turmoil much like the water surrounding the monster.

“Stoooop”  It said drolly but in a bubbling kind of way. Like the words themselves were submerged.

Lisa stopped screaming lying backwards on her towel. Her hand knocked the glass filled with pink rain water ever so slightly. She grabbed the glass and downed it immediately. She didn’t care how watered down it was. She needed something to calm her nerves.

“I-I…I have been looking for you.” She said meekly.

“Hungry….” The monster bubbled out, leaned over and grabbed both her legs.

Lisa felt the scaly webbed hands of the emerald figure gripping her legs. She looked into it’s glowing purple eyes and saw.

Hunger..

She felt the flames of delight and the chills of cold hard fear.

The monster began dragging her slowly off the jetty towards the water, Lisa gripped the sides of the jetty.

“Please...No!…Don’t eat me!” She shouted.

The monster opened its jaws wide revealing rows of elongated teeth filled with fish bones jammed in odd places.

Lisa opened her mouth too and let out another shriek.

Then she heard the sound of feet running behind her on the wooden jetty.

Mere moments later she saw the half naked figure of Chris slamming into the Monster making it fall back from the jetty. Chris landed back on the jetty and stood in front of Lisa, shielding her from the monster.

“I won’t let you harm her!” He shouted at the sombre scaled beast. It’s purple eyes glowed and shone with rage.

Lisa looked at her would be rescuer standing bravely to protect her. He had no shirt on and was clearly in his pyjama pants. His muscles looking more toned in the darkness with what little light there was defining their every curve and bump. Then she looked at the monster floating in the water.
It’s green scaly green skin covered In water with black and brown gunk. Some algae was wrapped around him, his only non repulsive feature being his glowing eyes and they being intriguing rather than attractive.

She compared the two in her startled and confused mind.

Still on her back she raised her right leg, then kicked Chris in the back pushing him into the water with a splash. He went under for only a second before regaining level with the water, his head resurfaced.

“Lisa!? What are you doing?” He shouted at her with his back turned to the monster.

The monster seizing the advantage burst forward and grabbed Chris, his large webbed claws enveloping him.

Then the two dropped under the water.

Lisa scrambled forwards onto the jetty on hands and knees, leaning over to stare at the waters surface where the two had been only moments before.

Bubbles rose from the spot like it had before the monster had surfaced but this time dark red mixed with the lagoon’s black and the bubbles grew smaller and smaller until they eventually stopped altogether.

The monster shot back up sending water flying into the air. Lisa fell backwards, startled again.

“Eat you.” The monster rumbled, it’s jaw opened letting small bits of chewed up bone and blood to fall into the lagoon. The monster slowly advanced towards Lisa.

“No. Wait” She said. The monster stopped. It’s glowing pink eyes giving no hint of mercy.

“Hmmmmm?” It gurgled.

“I will feed you, but not with myself.” She proposed.

“Huuungry.” The monster repeated.

“I know,I know but I will make it easier for you to eat. I’ll bring people here for you to eat.”

“Yesssss. Eaaaaaat”  The monster said.

“I need to go away for awhile. But I promise I’ll be back” She continued.

“I sleeeeeeeep. Then you Feeeeeed” The monster said.

“Oh ok. But when will you wake up again?”

The monster pointed to the sky, the clouds had cleared a bit and the moon was unveiled revealing itself in it’s full splendour.

“The next full moon?” She asked.

The monster said nothing as it slowly submerged into the dark water with it’s arm still raised towards the silver sphere in the night’s black sky.

She sat there at the dock for a bit after the monster had disappeared. Trying to recollect her thoughts.

Her decision had been made. She would never escape her love for monsters. She was to be the Monster’s Mistress.

She awoke in her bed, feeling none too well rested after the night she had had. Around noon Amy and Melissa came to pick her up in the Yellow SUV. Still hungover from all the booze she had drank the night before. She climbed into the back which was overly packed with dozens of bags filled with clothes, she barely managed to fit herself and her share of bags in.

Her friends chatted and talked in the front seat while she sat in the back jammed between 2 bright pink suitcases trying to sleep, while having too bad of a head ache to dare glance at her phones bright screen.

“You don’t look so well, Lisa? You sure you’re okay for the trip?” asked Amy

“Ha! She gonna be fine. Looks like she just been partying without us! And the night before our big trip no less. You skank.” laughed Melissa.

“That true Lis’ ?” asked Amy pouting.

Lisa only groaned.

“Told ya so.” snorted Melissa.

“Oh you really are a bitch Lisa. Did you party all by yourself? Why didn’t you invite us over. Or maybe you didn’t invite us over because there was a boy?” inquired Amy not looking where she was driving as she had her full attention on Lisa.

Cars driving near her started hooting. Amy hooted back and flipped off the drivers before turning her attention back to Lisa.

“Tell us the truth Lisa. Was there a boy involved or not?” asked Melissa.

Lisa only blushed and grinned and that was enough for her friends to break out in giggles and leave it at that.