Cursed

“Kieran, tell me what happened. Did he hurt you? Did he do or say anything?” Shailey interrogates me, trying desperately to get me to say something, anything.

Angrily, I say, “Finn would never do anything to hurt me so stop trying to say he’s not safe because he is!”

Shailey, shocked by my sudden out burst, apologizes and takes a step back from me. Sighing, I bury my head in my arms and grumble an apology for said out burst. I didn’t mean to bite at her but her voice made it sound like she actually believed Finn was capable of causing any type of harm to me. He never would. I know he wouldn’t.

I run my tongue across my lips and still I can taste Finn on them. That kiss, it may have lasted just for a few seconds but it was enough. More than enough. My heart is still racing and I feel giddy and there’s the strongest desire for me to run back over to him and kiss him until my lungs give out. Oh, how great that would be.

“Kieran…are you ok? I’m really worried.” Shailey’s voice is so sweet. She is sweet. I can’t keep a small smile from crawling onto my face. When she sees it she too smiles and wraps an arm around mine.

“I’m fine…I’ve just had some trouble sleeping recently and I can’t stop thinking about things.” I purposelessly leave out the kiss between Finn and I. She obviously wouldn’t approve, considering that she has claimed him to be ‘unsafe.’ Still, I don’t know why and maybe I never will. That thought pisses me off.

With a frown on her face, the small girl tries to get me to continue but eventually realizes there’s no use. Eventually, the two of us fall asleep and just knowing that Finn is close by allows me to sleep soundly until the next morning.

Speaking of the next morning, when Finn and I see each other it’s very…awkward. He’s being very timid, continuously hiding his eyes and/or face and speaking lowly. Shailey seems curious and even tries to learn more about his odd behavior but Finn says nothing.

Finn glances at me through his rearview mirror. I smile and hope that maybe he’ll give me one in return but instead he averts his gaze faster than you can say ‘gnomes are evil little shits.’ Ah, I see how it is. We’re going back to the avoiding Kieran, aren’t we? He can try but I assure you all, it isn’t happening. I will shove my foot so far down his throat it’ll come out his ass.

It’s first period and Finn has been very quiet. No matter how much I bug him, he answers me in short, quick answers. It’s really starting to annoy me so before first period ends I decide that we are going to discuss what happened last night.

“If you’re mad at me about the kiss, I’m sorry. Please, don’t be mad Finn because I…I just couldn’t help myself. I’m sorry if that bothers you. Just please don’t ignore me.” My voice is making me sound pleading, which I guess I am. I am begging.

Finn, finally, looks at me and it makes me sigh in relief. With wide eyes, Finn stutters, “I’m n-not mad!”

“You’re acting like you are. Honestly, Finn, I have enough trouble with the gnomes stealing my socks. I don’t need you messing with my brain! It’s very small you know so it hurts when I think too much,” I pout.

Finn smirks. “I’m really not trying to make you think that, Kieran. I just…we can’t, we shouldn’t get too close.”

“I would have a better time dealing with that if you told me the reason why we can’t.”

Finn sighs and quickly changes the subject. It feels like we have this conversation everyday…oh wait, we do! You’d think he’d get the hint already and just tell me god damn it! But alas, he has not and here I am, still as confused as ever. I think he’s doing it on purpose. He’s trying to piss me off so when we have sex for the first time it’ll be rough, angry sex. To be honest, I can totally see him as the kind of guy who is into that. I shouldn’t say anything though because I’m perfectly ok with it. Then again, I’m ok with any sex with Finn. Who wouldn’t be? He’s fucking hot.

“Angry sex with you would be really hot, y’know.”

Finn, being in the middle of speaking, sputters and chokes on nothing or maybe it was something? I can’t see into his throat or anything so I don’t really know. I do know that once he regains his composure he looks like a fish out of water, opening and closing his mouth with wide eyes.

“Is there something wrong with you?”

“You don’t want to have angry, hot sex? What kind of man are you? All men love sex, any kind of sex, as long as it’s sex and they get some lovin’. Is that the secret? That must be it! You’re impotent!”

Finn slams his head against the desk and I can’t believe he isn’t answering me! I have come up with a brilliant solution, except it doesn’t explain the “unsafe” part but whatever. I am dead serious about this man.

Finn sits up and looks at me with eyes that clearly states how much of an idiot he thinks I am. I decide to ignore the look.

“I’m not impotent.”

“So you’re ok with angry sex?”

“Can we not talk about this?”

“Why? Is little Finn getting worked up at the mere thought of seeing me a hot, panting, sweaty mess?”

To say Finn’s cheeks got dark would be a bit of an understatement. They were crimson red by the end of that question and I grin from ear to ear. Luckily for Finn, the bell saves him. He jumps up and quickly says good-bye to me, nearly sprinting out of the room. I love teasing him. He’s so damn cute. I just wanna hug him and hold him and kiss him all over! Finn will be mine. I don’t care how long it takes. I will own all of him!

After school Finn takes Shailey and I home like he always does. Once again, my parents aren’t home so when I get to the front door it’s locked. Or at least…it was supposed to be. However, that isn’t the case. The front door swings open, it’s somehow just barely hanging on its hinges. Immediately, I’m scared but it doesn’t keep me from going inside to investigate.

At first, I see nothing to say someone has broken in but then I walk up to my room.

The wallpaper is torn, like an animal had clawed it to shreds. My mattress on the ground, ripped up just like the pillows and walls. The tablets and books are thrown across the room, pieces of paper lying everywhere. My drawers are open, all the clothes strewn across the floor and the window has been cracked. There’s glass everywhere.

It’s a disaster area.

Fear kicks in. Every sound is the footsteps of the person who has broken in. My breathing escalates and my heart is beating so fast I swear it’s about to explode. Without checking another room, I call Finn and cry, “S-Someone…t-they…m-my room-”

“Kieran, calm down. What’s wrong?” I hear Shailey asking questions in the background. They must still be on their way home.

“Come get me…please.”