We arrived to the same stream that we've been acquainted with before. Finn held my hand as we reached the edge and he took a step behind me, with fingers still attached. With one hand vacant and the other locked with his, he stood behind me. Brushing against my hair as his face buries itself in the crook of my neck. His breath, hot against my skin. Finn's loose hand, places itself upon my shoulder and the warm breath seeped through me as it got hotter on the tip of my ear.
"Reach out your right hand as if your trying to grab something you love, cherish."
Finn.
The only thing I do love and cherish. So I do as told, not knowing what's to come. "Look with your mind and think with your eyes."
"Shouldn't it be the other way around?" I blurted, ruining the powerful tension. He lost composure and groaned. "If I said look with your mind, you're going to have to cooperate and look with your mind!" Finn corrected as I lightly chuckled to myself. We got back into the same stance. His hands accompanying my left arm and my right shoulder and me trying to 'see with my mind'. Whatever that meant.
I grew stiff when his breath pushed strands of my hair to brush along side my cheek. "Look within the water and see what it's telling you," He informed as I grinned, wanting to further agitate him.
"Don't you mean, hear, what it's telling me?"
"Well, you know what!" Finn hollered as I burst into laughter. "You are impossible."
Finn was actually walking back into the brush as I yanked him by his wrist and tried controlling my laughter. "I'm sorry. I'll try again."
"You sure."
"Yes," I said breaking into a smile, then a giggle.
"No your not."
"Yes! I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I promise," I agreed as he sighed then fixed me like a Barbie doll into the stance from before. "Are you sure it's going to work again?" I asked as he stopped adjusting me and answered harshly, "If you do it right."
"I'm sorry, but I can't focus. It's all too much to understand." There was no point in lying if I couldn't cover my tracks by completing an easy obstacle, according to Finn, such as this. He sighed as he was deep in thought, before kneeling to the ground, picking up a handful of water that slowly seeped through his fingers. He closed his palm and stared at me straight in the eyes.
"You can. You're finally ready." But that's where I got lost.
"Ready for what?" I asked, scrunching my eyebrows.
"Like I told you. You're different." He grinned as I finally understood the message behind the statement. And instantly frowned.
"I'm not ready."
I knew he was frustrated at my resistance so he took action and shut his eyes, watching his hands slightly shake then freeze. He opened his palms and a single, wrist-sized water droplet appeared.
"Take my hand," Finn instructed as I flickered my glare between both of his eyes and the floating drop of water. I hesitantly reached out and placed my palm in his and instantly felt a surge of energy run through me. Our skin stuck like glue as we returned to the usual stance, but slid his hand up my arm to slowly guide it in front of me. I held my hand out towards the water and it began to bubble, fizz…..then rise.
"Trust me. Together…." He slanted my arm steadily and mounts of water began to hover. "We can achieve anything."
He brought the water over us and hovered in mid air. I wiggled my fingers and droplets of water began to sprinkle atop us. I hoped to feel the cool mist, but there was nothing. I glanced at Finn, who had somehow made a shield around us and the droplets slid on the blurry surface. Soon enough, the droplets became a colorful pattern. A Rainbow.
I smiled with every ounce of amazement within me. My eyes darted in every direction then back to Finn who was staring back at me. The tint sparkle in the chocolate of his eye. Our eyes close, but apart. Lost in each other. His lashes slowly fluttered shut with a smile then placed my hand on his chest, over his heart. A surge of energy passed through me as tingles ran over my arms and coursed through my veins. I felt connected to him somehow as I didn't dare move my hand. I felt the rush but then just like that, the raindrops plummeted to the ground, in slow motion.
A single drop fell onto my nose. The cold and wet surface, refreshing my being. I crossed my eyes and gazed at it.
"You're the one." His voice, soft, tender, but effective. It caught my attention immediately.
"W-What?"
He looked at me as if I was his most prized possession.
"You're…haha….the one! I found you! Y-You're here and alive!"
He quickly ran his fingers through my hair and planted his lips on my forehead intensely.
"As in, what exactly?" All the sudden his mood went from bewildered to calm.
"You're the one I need to be with."
His eyes, zoning me out as I got lost in them. Does he mean…as in…soul mate? I smiled slightly before kissing him with every ounce of…of… Love.
I rested my head against his chest as I realized that the droplets still hovered in air. Then like a snap of the finger, they fell. Drenching us, but we didn't care. We were hypnotized by each other.
"You will never understand how much I need you, how much I want you," His words sending me in a trance as I whispered back, " You will never understand how much I love you."
His expression went blank and swallowed deeply before replying with a hint of a giggle. "I could only imagine."
He stepped back and held out his palms. Above them was a hovering light. Similar to the one I've seen a couple days ago, but with a different color. Orange with flashes of yellow.
"What is that?" I asked, more intrigued than ever. Once again he glanced up with a smirk.
"It's ours."
I tilted my head, sending the signal of confusion.
"Our energy."
...
"So, I'm an immortal, too!"
"Shh, don't want to attract attention," Finn warned. I couldn't help but be excited over finding out that I'm not some regular person. I'm different.
We strolled down the side walk, taking our time before reaching my house, knowing Finn's walking slow on purpose.
"There's a lot behind it all, though," Finn informed as his hands slid into his jean pockets and my arms, so badly, wanting to be hooked around his. "It can't be used for entertainment, not now. We have to train."
"Train for what?" It wasn't like we were going against some battle. If training was even necessary why didn't he tell me a long time ago?
"Well, you just got your powers, it's better to learn how to use them," Finn stated as I understood. I can't figure it out on my own. It would just make a mess of things.
"Well, when do we start?" I asked as my foot stepped onto the stairs of my front porch. I was face to face with the door then turned to face him. I leaned back against the door as Finn came closer.
"Tomorrow. Tonight. After this." He inched towards me as I closed my eyes, preparing for a blissful moment. I slowly parted my lips as I began falling backwards. I opened my eyes and realized that Finn and I were falling backwards and collapsed. My head banged against the wooden floor and his chin dug into collarbone. The fall knocked the wind out of me and exhaled roughly.
"What are you doing?" Hiriam's voice startled us as we unwrapped ourselves and he helped me up.
"Why was the door not shut?" I asked in a stern tone. The door. The reason I didn't get my goodbye kiss.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I just walked in to grab my coupons for Dress Barn and Marshalls. You and I need to get outfits for a party your dad's company is throwing." Hiriam picked up his wallet and snatched the keys from the table.
"A party for what?" I asked, knowing I was not aware of a party that I did not want to attend.
"They're having this renaissance party and you have to dress up from that time period. Which means you get to enter a costume contest for an all paid cruise."
"So, you're going so that we can go on a cruise?" If Finn and I had any future together, he might as well see how our family runs now.
"Well, the event only pays for 2 people. The employee and their spouse," My father greatly disappointed me as Finn's hand slipped into mine. Sensing that my dad caught of the gesture, she continued. "I won't leave you empty handed, you can stay the night at Kurt's. I mean, Finn's no problem either, but you silly teenagers, never know what you're up to."
Finn glanced at me as my eyes practically rolled to the back of my head.
"Dad," I groaned.
"I know, I'm sorry. You're a wonderful, young man, Finn. Don't get me wrong."
"It's alright Mrs. Berry," Finn replied politely. I wasn't really sure if he was accustomed to my parents being gay yet, but believe me, half the time it feels like they are a man and woman arguing. "I was just leaving anyways."
"Well, thanks for bringing her home," Hiriam replied as I didn't want to let go of Finn's grasp.
"No problem." And he vanished. He left me alone with…him.
...
After hours of unpleasant dress shopping, we finally found an outfit that fit the time period, I think. I walked out of my bathroom with Kurt's eyes glaring me down. He hated it.
"I hate it!"
See.
"You look like a milkmaid," He said with disgust as my fingers rubbed against the ugly fabric. I slipped it off exposing my tank and spanx. I fell onto my bed and Kurt sat silently until he asked, "Do you love Finn?"
I instantly sat up with a curious expression on my face. "Yeah, I guess," I answered plainly but Kurt wasn't satisfied with my answer. I mean, I knew I was in love with him. More than anything. The gestures he made towards me always made a knot tie in my stomach as if I was going to do something stupid the next second. Nothing feels real unless he's there to tell it to. "Of course I do. He's my boyfriend."
"Have you ever told him?"
Countless of times, odd thing is, he never, clearly states it back to me. The closest he's gotten to 'I love you' was "You don't know how much I want you, how much I need you." Never once did he mention the L word. "Yes, but what does this concern you of?" The thought had taken over my mind and instantly drove me crazy. I didn't mean to come out sounding like a jerk towards Kurt but, I couldn't help it.
"It's just interesting, observing relationships. 2 people madly in love," Kurt confessed as I fumbled with the shirt I was trying to put on. I didn't reply, because half of that statement was true. "He has told you that he loves you back, right?"
"No! And I don't understand why. I mean, we hang out a lot he hugs me a lot and kisses me a lot. He talks to me like I'm his diary yet he fails to never mention the one sentence that I've been dying to hear my whole life!" I lashed out and threw my clothes against the bed. Pulling my hair in tears. Kurt tried calming me down with gentle rubs on the back and humming. "I don't know about you, Kurt. I've lived my whole life never hearing my parents say they love me."
Kurt's expression changed to something more, apologetic. It still didn't change the fact that no one's ever truly loved me. But I might be wrong as well. Growing up without support and only have one relationship, I never really knew what love felt like.
Poor Kurt. I've been lying to him. About the guy I 'love', who told me that I was different from everyone else. And Kurt was always the friend that supported that side of me. My different side.
"I want someone to love me," Kurt confessed. His eyes looked wet and his nose sniffled as he gazed at the ground. "Someone to look at me the way Finn looks at you. Someone to tell me I'm pretty when I feel hideous. Someone to hold me together when I feel broken apart."
His words struck me in a way I never thought possible. Why was I the one talking when Kurt obviously had a harder time than I did? People mocking at him in the hallways at school. Never being with someone because of who he is. But I didn't realize his pain till now and it was because of something I admired about him the most. His courage.
"Well, haven't you spoken to Jessie? I asked, trying to get somewhat of an answer.
"Are you serious? At first I picked up the 'I might be a little friendly vibe'. But it's obvious that he's into girls. Girls like you."
So that's what it seems like from his point of view. "Well. I don't believe you. From all I know, he's alone. Misunderstood. And I thought you'd be the perfect person to help him out of his shell. And if it makes you happy, I'm not interested him at all. Finn's the only one for me."
"Yeah, for now."
I didn't know what that was supposed to mean, did he get defensive all the sudden.
"I'll put in a good word for you. I promise." The only truth I spoken to Kurt today
...
"First thing's first. Concentration is the key. If you can't do it, you're screwed."
Finn paced back and forth with his hands behind his back as if he were a sergeant in the army. We had spent half an hour already on discovering my abilities.
"What do we practice first?"
"Transporting objects," Finn spoke with a smirk. I attempted lifting water, by myself this time, from a glass. Later it was a plant from soil then taking a CD out from a CD case. I shook as I focused on the disk in floating in mid-air as I tried closing the case at the same time. Once I tried, the disk fell, but the case closed. Failure after failure, I couldn't complete majority of the tasks. So of course, he had to guide me with his hands.
He held my left hand, which flipped over with my palm facing up, opening the case. My eyes held it in place as my right hand pinched the air and lifted the CD, gliding it above the opened case and gently placing it in the center. My left hand flipped back over, shutting the clear case then my eyes grazed until it reached the soft green grass. I sighed in relief that I didn't have to attempt it again. I glanced up at Finn who held a mischievous smirk.
"That was impressive, but not much," Finn spoke as he strolled in front of me. I groaned, craning my neck backwards and complained to the world.
"What else could there possibly be?"
With that, his smirk returned and gently placed his hands on the small of my back before gliding me to the edges of the stream. We stopped and I stood curious. Was I supposed to gasp at the breath taking water moving down hill?
"You want me to transport rocks to the other side by throwing them? I asked sarcastically but it didn't seem to offend him. Instead I gazed at his eyes. They reflected blue as his eyes seemed to have some pattern with the water. I noticed a slow but dramatic change in the stream, the water rushed like a water fall and crashed like waves. I scrunched my eye brows then glanced back at him. Was he doing this? He returned to a calm posture and stood, facing me with his arms folded.
"No. You're going to transport me."
Was he crazy? The waves had to be going at least 60 mph. I stiffened as my heart raced and glared at the flowing waters.
"This is to test how focused you can be."
He picks up a rock and held it above the water and it slipped through his fingers and disappeared.
"This isn't safe, what if I drop you?"
"You won't, if you're focused," He assured. I gulped so loud that it probably took over the sound of the waves.
"Either I make it to the other side unharmed. Or sent down this rapid stream and probably die of water in my lungs. Your choice."
His voice was sinister. This whole training thing was more serious to him than I thought. It still bugged me that he hadn't given me a reason why. I mean, it's not like I'm going to be transporting people anytime soon….or am I?
He took a couple of steps back with his heel on the edge. I took a deep breath and pierced my eyes on him. His shirt, covering his chest, covering his heart. My right hand slowly rose as if I were raising curtains. I flinched a little when the view of his feet, inching off the ground came into sight and almost lost focus.
"Concentrate!" Finn yelped as he probably felt the tip of his balance. My left hand began to glide horizontally and I didn't dare take a peek at the rapids beneath him. He look hesitant as well, closing his eyes incase something went wrong. He kept them shut till his the tip of his toes touch solid ground. One eye opened first and glanced beneath then the other followed just to make sure. His eyes twinkled with amazement when his smirk turned to a heart warming smile that I've never seen since we met.
...
"Stop."
I was startled as my textbooks plummeted to the floor and I caught my breath. Of course. Jessie. He his figure popped up besides my locker with an aggressive facial expression and it sent off a warning signal.
"Stop what exactly?" I asked aggravated as I crounched to retrieve my books.
"Training. It's rebellious and Quinn made me send you the message so she wouldn't have the urge to punch your face off."
"Oh," I replied simply," Tell her I appreciate her heart felt advice." The metal made a clattering sound as it rubbed together and I marched towards 4th period, but Jessie couldn't let this go.
"I'm not joking. If you were concerned about your protection, I'd advise that you stay out of this. It's their business. Not yours," Jessie informed as we planted ourselves in front of English.
"Their?
"Yes. Quinn and Finn. If you indulge in your training further on. It could cost some of us our lives."
"Whoa, there. Finn's only training me because I don't know how to control myself. More lives could be a stake if my powers ran loose and decided to blow up the whole planet." It's been aggravating for a while. Everyone's always on my case about something. Even if it technically wasn't my idea.
"Do you not know who we are? Does he not tell you anything?" Jessie asked as I glared in his brown eyes. Questions like this make me feel gullible and idiotic. Questions people ask in movies before they find out their lover is a serial killer. So, I decided to ignore his questions, that sent me into curiosity and decided that it was time for Finn to start answering a couple of my questions.
...
It was a week before our exam in Criminal Justice and Finn and I have been working our asses off prepping for it. Knowing I wasn't the best defender, there was a lot of practice to be done. Drill after drill, there was a question that hung in my mind that I was questioning myself about asking.
"Exactly who are the people associated with Quinn?"
Finn shot me a smile. A fake smile as we continued our fighting positions. The we froze to where my arm was reaching for his neck and his arms blocked me with an X.
"They're not good, I'll tell you that."
"Why can't you tell me anything else?" It was actually starting to bother me. I found out that I had these amazing powers yet, everyone else who did, excluded me from the history behind it. With his chest attached to me back and my arms gripped by his muscular hands, he whispered, "Not mine to tell." The vibration of his voice, tingling against the delicate skin around my ear.
I sighed as Mrs. Sylvester called to our attention. "Some of you very well know that our exam is next week and some off you are very aware but are still acting like lazy ass girl ponies!" She hollered in one of the male student faces. "So, while I was taking my Mixed Martial Arts course down at Pure Fitness Athletic Center, I caught eye of someone very talented, flexible, predatorily and intriguing. She just so happens ot attend this school and has agreed to help prep some of you that are lacking defense."
As she continued on, my heart raced, already having an idea of who it could be. Mainly because Finns grip grew tighter and my tongue grew dry. As soon as her figure stepped into the room, it felt as if my heart shattered into a million pieces.
"This can't be happening," I mumbled, audible to where only Finn could have heard me. Quinn's petite figured strolled in and her eyes instantly pierced on mine.
"Ms. Fabray, you are more than welcome to examine the students and pick out the ones that need assistance, while I go check on my La Car. Damn mechanics don't know high classes veichle when they see it," informed as she vacated the area and left us all defensless. Unaware of what Quinn was capable of.
Finn and I continued our drills and when we were huddled together he asked, "You're not going to let her get inside your head, are you?"
"How can I not? When she's around me, I feel like I'm a tiny shrill about to get eaten by a whale. And I can't help compare her to me sometimes."
"So you're making a big deal about being insecure for no reason?"
"I have reasons, majority involving you and your past with her." I didn't want it to seem that I was making him be the bad guy, but he hasn't told me anything. Why is she obsessed with him? How and when did they meet? All that disappeared when he giggled at my statement.
"Of course, Mr. Alien has something to confess. Spill it."
"I just might have a way of cheering you up." The teasing grin on his face, intriguing my follish side.
"Don't mind to share?"
"Not. At. All."
Finn's lips slowly leaned towards mine, they connected. His grip on my waist grew tighter, his lips, softer than ever. My whole body was under his spell as the burning sensation in me, coursed through my veins then just like that.
The view was black.
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