Good evening everyone and welcome to Sirenade once again, I know my scheduleâs been really out of whack especially since I didnât post last week. Not because I forgot, but because I really needed a mental break. Iâve been extremely busy with college applications, projects, studying and school that I sometimes barely get a break. Do know that I would love to post to a consistent time which I am working on day and night to fix, but with my life being very unpredictable it might not get fixed for a while. Though I do plan to work on more on Sirenade during Thanksgiving break. God forbid that my teacherâs decide on giving me work over my break. Anyways enough of my rambling, as always I hope you enjoy this weekâs chapter and Stay Tuned! For next weekâs chapter which I will most definitely see you for! BTW this chapter's going to be longer than normal since I missed two weeks enjoy!
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Soft music played throughout the Breweryâs Happy Hour time, not too loud but not too quiet either. The rhythmic drumming of his fingers danced with the polished pine counter as he awaited his company and drink. Normally his routine consisted of enjoying a brew or two with friends over the weekend, but this time it seemed different. The atmosphere was calm and casual setting up a perfect conversation accompanied by someone special and a bottle of scotch. He wasnât a heavy drinker not since heâd moved on from a difficult loss, but he did tend to get a bit tipsy if alone. The smell of fresh food and beer flooded his senses the longer he sat at the booth. He snapped from his thoughts as a glass was set on the counter, âSorry for the wait Tyler, hope I didnât keep you too long.â
The small brunette slid his drink across the counter and dried his hands off with the small white towel draped over his shoulders. âItâs funny to see you here on a Wednesday night, waiting for someone special?â The younger male wiggled his eyebrows at him. Tyler chuckled, took a sip of his beverage as he rolled his eyes.
âItâs funny not to see Nogla following behind you like a horny bitch, but Iâm not complaining.â Tyler snickered as his smaller friend turned red from blushing and howling in laughter obviously trying to hide it.
âCabron, Iâm not complaining Iâm just curious. Who are you meeting in the middle of the week?â
âYouâll just have to wait and see Lui.â Tyler continued sipping his beer as he received a playful punch in the arm from Lui. It remained peaceful as the homemade cold brew sat in his stomach, though it didnât stay peaceful for long. A petite figure sat next to him at the nearly empty booth, he didnât mind but found it rather annoying that out of all the seat they choose the one right next to him.
âEveninâ Miss, what can I getcha?â His taller bartender friend seemed to peak the interest of the small woman, but only for that sparkling interest to fall right on to him. He didnât look directly at her although from the corner of his eye he swore he saw something else in that innocent appearance she was trying to pull off. It was gone when she turned her attention back to his Irish friend.
âA dry martini, please.â Her voice matched the look she was trying to pull, but Tyler knew better the shine in her eyes somehow made him very uncomfortable.
âCourse.â Tyler decided to ignore her for the rest of the night, however it seemed fate had other plans. As Nogla prepare her attention snapped to him when he picked his glass up once again.
She smiled sweetly, âHow rude of me to stare, so sorry. Where are my manners, Octavia Dimmer.â
Now he said heâd ignore her presence but being raised to always be polite took over his gut feeling. âTyler Wine.â He gently shook her hand and exchanged smiles.
He turned his body back to Nogla whoâd just finished putting together her drink. He placed it on a coaster in front of her. âEnjoy!â
With that Nogla scurried back into the kitchen leaving the two now âacquaintancesâ. âSo what brings a man like you to drink all alone?â She bartered her eyelashes at him. He turned his head and rolled his eyes.
âCould ask you the same thing.â
âI asked first though.â She rested her head on her hand while her fingers danced on the shiny counter like his did not too long ago.
âWaiting for someone.â He returned his attention back to the bar when Nogla came back. Smiling as he cleaned one of the many glasses that had been used hours before he entered.
âWell while we wait for this said person why donât you and I get to know one another?â She placed her hand in his arm again attempting to flirt with him.
âNo thanks.â He brushed her off when reaching for his beverage. She huffed and turned back to the bar with a pout.
âIâm sorry I didnât mean to make you uncomfortable. Itâs been a while since Iâve been to a bar. Iâm here just for work but it was so hard to ignore this beautiful little town.âÂ
âThatâs nice.â Tyler only wanted a peaceful night.
âBut itâs harder to ignore someone like you. Broad, tall, strong⊠handsome.â This time she put her hand on top of Tylerâs.
âWhat donât you-â What interrupted his opportunity to tell this âOctaviaâ off was not the change in music, the argument happening in the back, and not the loud conversations around him. Through the glass windows of the restaurant stood Craig, dressed to perfection with his choice of clothing hugging every part of his body with absolute sophistication, and a face of dismay framed right where Tyler could see it. His eyes trailed down onto their hands, those soft blue eyes glossed over causing a reaction in Tyler which almost broke him right there. He sadly smiled before running away from the brewery.
Tyler sat shocked blocking out every noise that filled the atmosphere, ignoring the protests of his friend and âacquaintanceâ (one for not paying and the other for being denied) as he quickly followed right after Craig. Leaving behind a slightly pissed off Nogla and an innocent face eyeing its next person of choice.
It had been twenty minutes since Tyler ran after Craig. He searched high and low in their little town for him, but it seemed as if heâd disappear. Of course his mind went straight to Craig being in a dangerous situation once again. Eventually his search led him to the woods, not the most practical idea to be in the forest at night but right now Tyler gave two shits about that.
Please let him be okay, please let him be okay, please-
A melody snapped him out of his panic. A sweet song and strum danced with the nature that lived there. It seemed as if everything was enchanted by the voice. Who could blame them even Tyler was in awe by its beautiful song. He quickly followed the song which led him out of the forest and to a small bay surrounded by trees. The melody continued to play as Tyler approached entered the hidden bay. Careful not to make a sound that would interrupt the enchantment.
âTurn off your porcelain face. I can't really think right now in this place. There's too many colors. Enough to drive all of us insane,â The voice became familiar the closer Tyler got. He listened to the lyrics as well he felt as if they were speaking directly to him. The song shifted his emotions of fear into sympathy for the owner of the angelic voice. He kept listening, âGet a load of this train wreck, his hair's a mess and he doesn't know who he is yet. But little do we know the stars welcome him with open arms.â
The more he listened to the melody the harder it was to keep himself from falling into a trance. Soon enough the effect of the spell took over his mind, causing him to lose control over his hidden position. âTime is ...SlowlyâŠTracing his face. But strangely he feels at home in this-â
His heavy footsteps shuffled in the sand as he came closer to the voice, but when he gave away his position the voice stood thus snapping Tyler out of his enchantment. âTy? What- what are you doing here?â
Tyler watched him wipe away his emotions, sniffling softly to hopes of hiding it from the taller male, âFollowing you.â Tyler mumbled with his head hung low.
âWell you shouldâve have. You should be at the pub enjoying a drink, with a lady at your side like always. Isnât that right?â Craig turned his face away from Tylerâs own blue eyes that shone brightly with the moonlight.
He shrugged his shoulders as he shuffled awkwardly in the sand. âIf youâd let me explain myself then youâd know that wasnât the case, plus I wanted to chase after you.â
âThat doesnât make me feel any better.â He began to walk away from the grassy area and towards the sandy beach that contained a beautiful sight outlined by the luminescence of the night and the ocean waves in the background. Seating himself next to the frail soul he watched as his friends sapphire eyes examined him closing. He wondered if Craig saw him like he did, a wonder underneath the moon. He shuffled on the cool grainy substance trying to find a comfortable position, eventually he did. Turning at lookout into the vast body of water which seemed to stretch for eternity.
âYou know, I didnât know you had such an amazing voice.â
âYou canât compliment your way out of this one Ty⊠I thought this was going to be a night of just the two of us. I mean when was the last time weâve had one?â
âI know, I know Iâm sorry okay? I did want to spend tonight with you itâs just that bitch wouldnât leave me alone. You just happened to walk in at the wrong moment. Couldâve told her off if you hadnât interrupted me.â That word was laced with venom, however the rest of his statement remained truthful towards Craig. He sincerely felt guilt for making him express such emotions in which he never wanted to see again.
âItâs just so frustrating sometimes, you know? To have to chase after someone in order to get their attention. Only this person has the attention span of puppy.â Craig eyes only sparked for a second when he spoke, but it quickly faded as he turned his gaze back at his instrument. Playing a small tune as the breeze scattered the notes through the bay.
âThey must be a fuckinâ dumb ass then⊠Can you play something?â
Craig hummed as he mindlessly strummed chords, âAny requests?â
Tyler shook his head as he placed his head on Craigâs shoulder, listening to him tuning the ukulele before strumming a familiar tune. âReally, Steven Universe?â
âCan you blame me? Though to be fair itâs your fault for introducing me to it.â Tyler chuckled before falling silent to the melody that flowed through his mind.
âIf I could begin to be half of what you think of me. I could do about anything, I could even learn how to love. When I see the way you act, wondering when I'm coming back. I could do about anything, I could even learn how to love like you. Love like you. I always thought I might be bad. Now I'm sure that it's true 'cause I think you're so good. And I'm nothing like you, look at you go. I just adore you, I wish that I knew. What makes you think I'm so special. If I could begin to do, something that does right by you. I would do about anything, I would even learn how to love. When I see the way you look, shaken by how long it took. I could do about anything, I could even learn how to love like you. Love like you. Love me like you.â
âSorry, it's not the greatest but-â Tyler didnât give Craig the opportunity to finish his statement as he captured the rest of it with his lips. Grabbing every sounds and words that came from his glossy lips. Not bothered by the chilly wind that blew their head in every direction, he parted from the addicting skin to catch the look on Craigâs face. Craigâs face exploded with color, crimson spreading like wildfire, pupils dilated and red lips barely apart from one another.
âWhy- Why did you do that?â His eyes widened with every passing second as Tyler remained silent to process his actions. Heâd just kissed his best friend, heâd never told any he found interest in another guy, hell he didnât even know he was into guys. He felt like an idiot for dancing around the truth for years.
âDid you hate it?â He asked with caution expecting to be rejected or hated for his sudden actions.
âOf course not. Iâve always⊠wanted you to do that, but I never thought you would because of Kelly. And then all those random hookups over the past years. I mean it seemed like you werenât into guys until now. Why didnât you tell me?â
âWait, what about Kelly?â Tyler barely kept up with Craigâs rambling, but the mention of his ex-girlfriendâs name made him catch every single word.
âWell... before everything happened. She made me promise to always make sure that you were happy even if I wasnât because you deserved it.â Tears slide down their faces falling into the sand which simply absorbed the salty liquid. âEven if I canât help you like a human would I promised I would still try.â
âWhat did you say?â Tyler saw the panic swirling in his eyes.
âThat I should always keep you- you happy.â
âNo after that. Canât help you like a human? Whatâs that supposed to mean Mini?â
âOh would you look at the time its way past Smittyâs bedtime. If youâll excuse me-â Before Craig had a chance to escape Tyler grabbed his waist and sat on top of his legs eliminating his chances of running off. âT-Tyler! Let me go.â
âNot until you tell me what you meant.â Fiery flashed in his dark blue eyes, staring down at the smaller male as he tried not to make eye contact with him. Of course he failed, biting his lower lip. Finally with a heavy sigh he spoke, âIâm not human. Iâm a siren.â
At first, Tyler didnât know how he should have reacted. In his mind he felt that he wouldâve screamed and hit the creature heâd always been told to be afraid of, but seeing that the so called monstrous creatures that killed people at sea was his best friend. He didnât panic as much as he thought he wouldâve. Although he still panic, â Are you going to eat me?â
Giggles turned into loud laughter that ricocheted throughout the forest, slowly dying down as Craig seized his cackling, âWhat, no. Well only if Iâm desperate, but youâre safe for now.â
His eyes widened expressing his slight panic, âIâm kidding we donât eat people. Those stories are all rubbish, only meant to sympathies with man and belittle our kind.â
âSee what? Oh, you mean⊠why donât I show you the wonders of our world instead of just me.â Craig stood up and walked towards a tree, laying down his instrument, taking off his shirt and folding it neatly next to his ukulele. Next thing Tyler knew Craig began to run towards the sea, causing sand to be thrown back with his steps. Jumping into the water, he watched an outline of orange wander the rocks one by one until it came to a brief stop at one. Craig emerged from the water a moment later holding a teal plant in one hand and extending his other. âThe waterâs a bit cold but youâll get used to it.â
Tyler hesitated for a moment still unsure about how he should process the information heâd discovered about one of his closest friends. How many more were there? How many of his friends were sirens?
âTy. Itâs okay, I promise I wonât let you go. Or eat you.â He chuckled as he approached the ocean. It played with his feet trying to pull him in closer to its bottomless wonder. Eventually, he walked to where Craig could no longer stand and floated instead. He placed the small plant into his hand and looked up at him with soft blue eyes. âDo you trust me?â
Tyler nodded, examining the plant as he brought them to his mouth, tasting the contrast between the saltiness of the environment but the sweetness of the plant itself. Craig smiled at him, grabbing his hand and submerging them into the cold abyss that hid beauties the world might never see. At first, the water burned his nostrils and eyes when he took his first breath, but slowly the plant took effect and helped his body adjust to the new habitat. Fish and life in the ocean was like heâd never seen before. It all looked so much more beautiful than anything heâd ever seen. What really took his breath away was Craigâs new form, a shiny orange tail replaced his ânormalâ pale legs, scales littered his skin and his fingers contained webbing in between. It was almost like a dream, but he knew this was real when Craig swam up to him and guided their lips together. Tasting and feeling the heat that cooled with the surrounding water, his scales brightened and flared as Tyler explored every inch of Miniâs mouth. Pulling away to admire one another and to see the audience they had created, fish came out of hiding to see the human and siren explore their world. Hands intertwined with one another.
Hours passed since Tyler and Craig had entered the water. The effects of the plant wearing off at the last few minutes of their adventure, oh the fun they had felt satisfying as they enjoyed the presence of each other back on the bay. Tyler had never felt so relaxed in his life, for once someone was taking care of him and he couldnât complain this was the best day of his life. He laid his head on Craigâs lap as those delicate fingers danced and stroked his hair. âHey, Tyler.â
He hummed as a response letting Craig know his exhaustion, âThank you for today. I love you.â
He lazily opened his eyes and looked up at the smaller male, Craig pecked his lips soothing him to return to his daze. He closed his eyes once again, smiling as a tune lulled him into a deep slumber, feeling content and happy a feeling he had longed for.
âI guess Iâll have to face, that in this awful place, I shouldnât show a trace of doubt. But pulled against the grain. I feel a little pain, that I would rather do without. Iâd rather be free, free, free⊠Iâd rather be free, free, free. Free, free, free⊠From here.â
Credits to the creators of the songs. This is Home by Cavetown, Love like you and Escapism by Rebecca Sugar.