Cursed
Finn.
“Mom, Dad, what happened tonight…” I started out by saying, however, I was cut off by my father.
“Tragedy what’s happening to that boy,” my mother said. “I have no idea who would want to hurt someone as adorable as little Kieran.”
“I think it was Markus,” I blurted out before anyone else could interrupt me.
“Why would you think that, Finn?” Dad asked. He didn’t look mad or anything, just a little perplexed. Thank God I have parents that actually listen to me.
“Because… about a week ago Kieran told me that Uncle Markus talked to him and he said he was really creeped out by it.”
“But why would my brother do something like this?” Dad remarked, more to himself than to anyone else.
I shook my head. I had no idea why he would, either. But that must be why I was getting that weird feeling from him when he came over a few weeks ago.
But then the phone rang. I answered it as my father talked about the happenings between himself and by mother.
“It happened again,” I let the phone crashed to the floor as I heard Kieran’s mother sobbing on the phone.
I was at my car in minutes and speeding out of the driveway and down the few blocks to Kieran’s house. There was this feeling tearing at me that he needed me right then. It was like another sense I had, that I knew he was crying somewhere, crying for me to rescue him.
Despite all the false hope I’ve given him in having a relationship with me, I knew I still needed to protect him and keep him close, keep him safe. I had to make up for the hurt I would cause later when I had to really reject him. And I was not looking forward to that. But I was getting ahead of myself with feeling as if I’m allowed to kiss him. And I’m not. I’ve just been fooling myself into believing that I am his equal.
*~*~*~*~*~*
“Finn, they…,” he trailed off, sobbing into my chest as his arms wrapped around me. His house looked normal, well, the same. But then I followed his gaze to the carved markings next to the couch where it looked like he’d been sleeping. Rage flowed through my veins at the sight. I should’ve been here, I should’ve done everything I could to protect him.
But then I read the words more clearly, Stay away from him, it read. It had to be Markus. It all added up. He was stalking Kieran because he smelled him from my house and all over me. It also explains why I couldn’t smell anything outside his house or inside it. Normal humans are easy to track, but not so much a werewolf when they’re trying to hide. But why would he want Kieran to stay away from me?
Either way, I held him close to my body and refused to let go. I won’t let anyone hurt him, not again. But perhaps maybe if he hadn’t met me, he would never be in this danger. But I was the only one who could protect him now. And I made a vow to protect him and keep him safe.
“I’m glad you came for me Finn,” he whispered against my neck.
“Well, yeah, why wouldn’t I come for you?” I questioned.
“Gnomes might pop holes in your tires,” he said, giving an almost forced chuckle. I hated seeing him like this, so utterly defeated and scared.
“I’ll stay with you as long as you want,” I told him, giving in to my need to protect him. I couldn’t take my eye off him for the time being.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
For the next couple of days, I kept true to that vow I made and stayed over at his house without telling Shailey, though something told me she might just understand this time around. I kept a close eye on him for the two days we had to go to school that week before fall break. However, tonight, we stayed at my house.
“I love that you’re spending so much time with me!” Kieran squealed as we laid down on my bed together. Shailey would probably not be pleased about this particular detail, but, honestly, we haven’t kissed since before the scratch marks happened. Besides, he was too afraid to sleep alone. He begged and cried if I didn’t let him sleep directly next to me and I couldn’t bear to see him look like that so I let him.
“…. Yeah,” I quietly agreed.
“So you do like spending time with me!” He said happily, a goofy grin plastered to his face. “I like spending time with you too.”
And then he leaned in and I knew exactly where this was going. And I was powerless to stop it because I knew that I wanted this just as bad.
His lips pressed against mine and one of his hands rested itself against my chest and the other cupping my cheek. I let this happen, I kept kissing him, intoxicated by the way he made me feel when this happened, like electricity coursing through my veins telling every fiber of my being that I needed this, that I needed him.
But then his tongue flicked across my lip and the lightning in my body surged stronger and I parted my lips for him against the logic that I knew was somewhere in my brain, not functioning. Our tongues danced and wrestle together as Kieran let out a moan.
It was that moan that made me regain myself and pull away, panting, shocked at what I’d done. “N-no, I…“
“’We can’t,’ right?” He looked sad at that. But then his face changed and he almost looked angry. ”Just tell me what’s so wrong with this? I mean, one minute you’re kissing me and the next, you’re saying you can’t do this and then you kiss me again! What the hell’s your deal!? Do you really like me or are you just messing with me?”
Somehow, I knew something like this would happen, that’s why I tried so hard to keep myself from getting intimately involved with him. But I did, nonetheless.
“No! I just…,”
“Then what, Finn!? Why can’t we just go out? Why don’t you want to be with me officially?” He said, looking so upset that if I had been standing, it would’ve brought me to my knees.
So I broke a promise to myself. I had no other choice than to tell him my darkest secret. I could either take a chance and maybe lose him, or I could lose him forever by not saying anything at all.
“I can’t… I can’t be with you because…” my lip quivered to hard that I almost couldn’t get any other words out.
But then one of his warm hands placed itself on my cheek comfortingly and he said, “You can tell me Finn, I’ll understand.”
“I… I’m a… werewolf,“ I told him, only to realize just how ridiculous it sounded, even to me.
But he looked up at me not with fear, but curiosity. “Show me. I need proof.”
That was an entirely different matter. I knew that if I showed him even a glimpse of what I truly was, he would be terrified, not curious. I couldn’t do it.
I shook my head. “No, I won’t.”
“Then you’re a liar, Finn,” he said with a mixture of anger and betrayal on his face as he began to stand up. “Just… leave me alone then…”
I didn’t say or do another thing as he left me there because I’d rather him hate me for being a liar than for being a monster.
“Tragedy what’s happening to that boy,” my mother said. “I have no idea who would want to hurt someone as adorable as little Kieran.”
“I think it was Markus,” I blurted out before anyone else could interrupt me.
“Why would you think that, Finn?” Dad asked. He didn’t look mad or anything, just a little perplexed. Thank God I have parents that actually listen to me.
“Because… about a week ago Kieran told me that Uncle Markus talked to him and he said he was really creeped out by it.”
“But why would my brother do something like this?” Dad remarked, more to himself than to anyone else.
I shook my head. I had no idea why he would, either. But that must be why I was getting that weird feeling from him when he came over a few weeks ago.
But then the phone rang. I answered it as my father talked about the happenings between himself and by mother.
“It happened again,” I let the phone crashed to the floor as I heard Kieran’s mother sobbing on the phone.
I was at my car in minutes and speeding out of the driveway and down the few blocks to Kieran’s house. There was this feeling tearing at me that he needed me right then. It was like another sense I had, that I knew he was crying somewhere, crying for me to rescue him.
Despite all the false hope I’ve given him in having a relationship with me, I knew I still needed to protect him and keep him close, keep him safe. I had to make up for the hurt I would cause later when I had to really reject him. And I was not looking forward to that. But I was getting ahead of myself with feeling as if I’m allowed to kiss him. And I’m not. I’ve just been fooling myself into believing that I am his equal.
*~*~*~*~*~*
“Finn, they…,” he trailed off, sobbing into my chest as his arms wrapped around me. His house looked normal, well, the same. But then I followed his gaze to the carved markings next to the couch where it looked like he’d been sleeping. Rage flowed through my veins at the sight. I should’ve been here, I should’ve done everything I could to protect him.
But then I read the words more clearly, Stay away from him, it read. It had to be Markus. It all added up. He was stalking Kieran because he smelled him from my house and all over me. It also explains why I couldn’t smell anything outside his house or inside it. Normal humans are easy to track, but not so much a werewolf when they’re trying to hide. But why would he want Kieran to stay away from me?
Either way, I held him close to my body and refused to let go. I won’t let anyone hurt him, not again. But perhaps maybe if he hadn’t met me, he would never be in this danger. But I was the only one who could protect him now. And I made a vow to protect him and keep him safe.
“I’m glad you came for me Finn,” he whispered against my neck.
“Well, yeah, why wouldn’t I come for you?” I questioned.
“Gnomes might pop holes in your tires,” he said, giving an almost forced chuckle. I hated seeing him like this, so utterly defeated and scared.
“I’ll stay with you as long as you want,” I told him, giving in to my need to protect him. I couldn’t take my eye off him for the time being.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
For the next couple of days, I kept true to that vow I made and stayed over at his house without telling Shailey, though something told me she might just understand this time around. I kept a close eye on him for the two days we had to go to school that week before fall break. However, tonight, we stayed at my house.
“I love that you’re spending so much time with me!” Kieran squealed as we laid down on my bed together. Shailey would probably not be pleased about this particular detail, but, honestly, we haven’t kissed since before the scratch marks happened. Besides, he was too afraid to sleep alone. He begged and cried if I didn’t let him sleep directly next to me and I couldn’t bear to see him look like that so I let him.
“…. Yeah,” I quietly agreed.
“So you do like spending time with me!” He said happily, a goofy grin plastered to his face. “I like spending time with you too.”
And then he leaned in and I knew exactly where this was going. And I was powerless to stop it because I knew that I wanted this just as bad.
His lips pressed against mine and one of his hands rested itself against my chest and the other cupping my cheek. I let this happen, I kept kissing him, intoxicated by the way he made me feel when this happened, like electricity coursing through my veins telling every fiber of my being that I needed this, that I needed him.
But then his tongue flicked across my lip and the lightning in my body surged stronger and I parted my lips for him against the logic that I knew was somewhere in my brain, not functioning. Our tongues danced and wrestle together as Kieran let out a moan.
It was that moan that made me regain myself and pull away, panting, shocked at what I’d done. “N-no, I…“
“’We can’t,’ right?” He looked sad at that. But then his face changed and he almost looked angry. ”Just tell me what’s so wrong with this? I mean, one minute you’re kissing me and the next, you’re saying you can’t do this and then you kiss me again! What the hell’s your deal!? Do you really like me or are you just messing with me?”
Somehow, I knew something like this would happen, that’s why I tried so hard to keep myself from getting intimately involved with him. But I did, nonetheless.
“No! I just…,”
“Then what, Finn!? Why can’t we just go out? Why don’t you want to be with me officially?” He said, looking so upset that if I had been standing, it would’ve brought me to my knees.
So I broke a promise to myself. I had no other choice than to tell him my darkest secret. I could either take a chance and maybe lose him, or I could lose him forever by not saying anything at all.
“I can’t… I can’t be with you because…” my lip quivered to hard that I almost couldn’t get any other words out.
But then one of his warm hands placed itself on my cheek comfortingly and he said, “You can tell me Finn, I’ll understand.”
“I… I’m a… werewolf,“ I told him, only to realize just how ridiculous it sounded, even to me.
But he looked up at me not with fear, but curiosity. “Show me. I need proof.”
That was an entirely different matter. I knew that if I showed him even a glimpse of what I truly was, he would be terrified, not curious. I couldn’t do it.
I shook my head. “No, I won’t.”
“Then you’re a liar, Finn,” he said with a mixture of anger and betrayal on his face as he began to stand up. “Just… leave me alone then…”
I didn’t say or do another thing as he left me there because I’d rather him hate me for being a liar than for being a monster.
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