"The Fuck?"
Kurt's expression immediately changed as he glanced down at his notepad with a questionable look. "What?" He asked as he shoved the paper in my face. On it was a drawing that seemed to be a combination between a mermaid, rabbit and Mickey Mouse. "It's an Easter Bunny," Kurt stated as in my mind I was secretly critiquing it. "Looks more like a rabbit that apparently is the son of Mickey Mouse and mated with a Merman."
He slapped the paper on the table and my eyes immediately locked on the figure that was standing yards behind him. I zoned in and out on our conversation as I glared at Finn, socializing with the new kids. Including her. Also joined by a very beautiful Latina who wore a short, green, striped dress with a pair of boots. Her hair, long and flowing through the slight breeze that the AC has to offer. The others were there too. Brody, Tina and the first glimpse I get of what is Jessie. Not to scrawny, actually attractive, but of course my words would only alert Kurt.
"Rachel!" Kurt practically spit in my face. "Well if you don't like the rabbit then what am I supposed to draw for the Easter portrait?" I sat silent, still gazing at Quinn, slowly dancing her fingers up Finn's arm before protesting and backing away from her. Kurt glanced behind him, probably wondering what else is grabbing my attention. "O my god, it's Jessie! Isn't he cute? Wait, Finn knows him?" And once he saw Finn with a gorgeous blonde girl next to him, he faced me with a smirk, "Is Rachel a little jealous?"
That word. Jealous. A word I'm not accustomed to yet. "Jealous of what?" Which I completely understood his question, I might have received that feeling seconds ago, but now it was replaced with anger. I, Rachel Berry, don't get jealous.
"That new girl. Quinn. You look at her the way you look at dresses. And don't get me started on the face you make when you see your boyfriend and that Barbie doll standing next to each other." Wasn't Kurt just the best friend a girl could ever have, not at the moment. It made me glance back at them, this time; Quinn held him close and whispered in his ear. Finn immediately reacted and backed off and the only thing I could understand from the motion of Quinn's lips was the sentence, "Why her?"
"Everyone knows Finn and I are a couple."
"Doesn't mean that's who they're rooting for." Kurt scoffed as his face turned to shame as he completed his statement. I swallowed hard as I glanced down, anywhere but the eyes of Kurt or the sight of jealous love.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean that. You shouldn't be worried anyways. They don't look very compatible." Kurt reassured as he went to throw away his lunch and head off to next period as the bell was the only thing separating Barbie and Ken.
I sat in boredom in English as I sketched a picture of these new students that fascinated me so much. Every second I grew curiouser and curiouser. A dim knock was heard on the door and Finn's figure peaked in. "Could I borrow Rachel Berry for a moment? It's an emergency." I wondered curiously as I glanced at the teacher, who seemed lost in his gaze. I looked back at Finn who appeared deep in thought as his fists clenched at his side.
"Of course, she may," the teacher softly spoke as the other students, oblivious, sketched in their journals. I rose from my seat and he led me out of the room. Once the door was shut, he had a firm grip on my arm and was practically dragging me down the halls with great speed. "Where are we going?" I asked as I fumbled at his side. I began to pick up speed and jog along side him. "Anywhere but here!"
We ran through the double glass doors and to his car at the front of the parking lot. His release of my hand sent me flying to the opposite side of the car. "Well then why are we leaving?" he froze in place and clenched his jaw before coldly speaking, "They found me….they found you. And they'll do anything to kill you."
Our drive was anything but silence as he accelerated on the gas pedal. "Who are you talking about? Who wants to kill me?" In anger he skidded to the next lane and made an exit off the freeway.
"Where are we going?" Still, no answer as we made an entrance onto a road in between fields of trees. He jerked the car in stop when reached the side of an unknown curb, in the middle of no where. He came to my side and pulled me from the seat with such force, I claim to have possibly pulled a muscle.
We made way into the forest till we went in half way and demanded and answer. I tugged my arm way in frustration and simply exclaimed, "I AM NOT GOING ANY FURTHER UNLESS YOU TELL ME WHAT'S GOING ON!" I wanted to cry. I really did. The only words he has spoken to me in passed couple of days had to be about someone threatening my life. He slowly turned on his heels and made his way towards me with a blank expression. We stared at each other in silence and I softly placed my palms on his cheeks. "Seriously Finn, I need to know that everything's going to be okay." My hands, feeling every inch of skin on his face. Checking his forehead and seeing if he was ill. He stopped me with one of his hands and his fingers crept up to meet mine. He positioned my hand back down to his cheek and smiled against it. It was so genuine and sweet, one I haven't seen before. His eyes twinkling in the suns reflection.
"Take a chance on me."
His sentence, ending with the most down to earth, heart stopping grin that instantly topped the last one. A smile placed on my lips as we were inches apart. With his unoccupied hand, he held it out, waiting for a response. I glanced between his empty palm and his deep chestnut eyes then lightly placed my hand in his.
"Now, where are we going? What are we doing out here?" I asked, hoping he was relaxed enough to answer. He smirked then started pulling me along with him slowly. "Something you would have never guessed."
I decided to go along with it as we finally ended up in a small clearing with a stone made wishing well. Finn made his way around it while I stood on the opposite side. His chest rose as he took a deep breath before placing both of his hands on the cold stone. With his eyes shut intensely, I rudely interrupted, "You can't wish for someone not to kill me."
He smiled with the following of his eyes opening and his began to become blurry. They looked as if they were dissolving as the gray stone turned to crystal.
"How the..?" I didn't know what to say or think about what was happening before my eyes. "Stop!" I ran to his side and just as I reached to pull his hands away, our hands stuck like glue. Vibrating so rapidly that you could barely feel the light tickle against you finger tips. I glanced up at Finn who had the look of amazement and relief.
A bright yellow light rose from within the well an into thin air. It hovered so smoothly until it traced along the air and entered Finn's chest. I stared in fascination then Finn flashed his eyes open and looked at peace and relaxed, then at me with a smile. Then like an electric shock, I jumped away from him and he backed away from the well. He cupped his hands and a ball of light spun as it hovered in his palms. Mixes of oranges and yellows, he began laughing in astonishment while I stood amazed and confused at the same time.
It didn't seem or feel real. It was like I entered a dream. I slowly stepped closer to him and asked, "What are you?" His eyes slowly rose from the gleaming ball of energy and into my eyes with a smile.
"Something you would have never guessed."
...
He closed his palms, making the extraordinary light vanish. He instantly glanced up at me for a reaction. At the same time, he held a blank expression while standing up and brushing right past me. "You're still not ready," He spoke with dread as he marched off without me. "Ready for what?" I asked, wondering if it possibly had to do with what I just experienced. I ran along side him, following his every step till we reached the side of a creek. He knelt on the dirt and I slowly sat down beside him. "So much has happened to me and I've yet to find a reason why. Why are people out to get me, how did you do that magic trick back there?"
Finn scoffed making me seem oblivious, which I probably was. "It's not magic," He stated as he smiled at the ground with his arms propped up on his knees. "Then was is it?" I asked softly. "You are so much more than you know," He expressed as I knew the 'you don't know how amazing you are' lecture was coming. "But it's too much to deliver all at once." I caught him staring at our reflections in the clear blue water. That canceled out the vampire idea for sure.
His fingers lightly tapped the surface of the water. "I'm not human I'll tell you that. Not a monster either. I'm what you would call…an alien."
"Immortal?" I asked, clarifying his explanation.
"You could go with that. Except one day, I'm destined to die." Finn chuckled to himself as he continued his tapping.
"So you crashed into the face of the earth by a blown up UFO?" I asked, letting out a soft giggle as he joined in smiling as well. "Look this isn't Roswell. I'm not particularly an alien. I just seem to do things that represent unstable humanity."
His serious tone drowned out by a hysterical laugh. "That witch craft store I mentioned to you, the guy that gave me all those items. One of the items had awoken a demon in me and caused erratic behavior."
As he spoke, the droplets of water he collected hovered in mid air, making out a picture. "They tried healing me with some type of liquid that I had to stay under for 3 minutes." The scene showed a little stick figure dunked under the surface of a liquid.
"You drowned?" I asked, trying to understand. He lowered his hand and the droplets plummeted into the water. Then he closed his eyes and placed a palm on the surface. "I saw a glimpse of the afterlife, till I took in a sharp breath of air and was above water. Quinn saved me and I appreciate it more than ever, but she can't let go of the idea of us being soul mates. That we were destined to be together. That if something or someone," He bobbed his head towards me, "came between us, then she'd do anything to make sure that it didn't last long." He choked on his words as I began to catch on.
"Me. Quinn doesn't want me to last long?" The pain was obvious because his eyes were pierced closed and his whole body grew stiff. "That's why I wanted to run away with you, that way we could have lived our lives without her threat." He confessed as he rose from the ground and dusted off his jeans. He was right, it was already a lot to take in.
"Finn, I think the both of us need to refresh our memories and keep in mind that im not letting some cookie cutter blonde come in between what we have." I stood up and held his hands in mine and the whole time, his eyes gazed at them instead of mine. He shot me a slight grin then wiggled them, away from mine.
"Let me take you home, I want to make sure you're safe and I don't want you to be stressing out over all of this," He said as I coughed in the cool air then walked along side him to the car. "I'm fine, I think I can survive my boyfriend confessing he's a…whatever it is you are. And that his psychopathic soul mate is out to kill me," I teased as he opened my car door and replied, "There's something I don't like about how you spoke that last sentence."
I hopped in then he entered the vehicle and I asked, "What the psycho path trying to kill me part?" He chuckled then turned to grip my right hand.
"The soul mate part."
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