Cursed

How long has it been since I last saw my parents? It feels like an eternity when in reality it’s been about three weeks. I guess what bothers me most is the fear of never seeing them again or hearing their voices. I think I would be fine not speaking to them for a while but not knowing is an entirely different story.

What if the gnomes have gotten to them? What if they’ve now gone from stealing my socks to stealing theirs? What could they possibly do without their socks! Socks are a vital piece of our everyday lives. Without them they’re…nothing!

“Finn!” I screech, kicking the sheets wildly. Finn grunts beside me, still asleep. The arm around my waist tightens and he pinches my waist. Girl move. Girl move.

“What?” He groans groggily.

“Their socks! Their socks, Finnegan!”

Finn cocks a brow. “The gnomes aren’t stealing your socks.”

“No! Not mine!” I sit up, look down at Finn whose eyes are still fastened shut. Even like this I find him absolutely adorable. “My parents! Now that I’m gone the gnomes must have moved onto them. Without their socks, what will they do?”

“Wear shoes without socks?” I can’t believe Finn would suggest such a blasphemous idea! Shoes without socks? Hell no!

With a glare, I say to Finn, “You sir are mentally ill.”

Finn must know me too well because he doesn’t try to argue. Ha! I’ve got him trained like a dog. Get it? A dog! Because he’s a werewolf! I know, I’m a hilarious. Love me.

I fall back into bed, curl up into Finn’s chest and sigh. He holds me against him and normally just feeling his presence makes me smile but right now I can’t. I keep thinking about my family and how much I miss them. I just want to talk to them, hear their voices and know that they’re ok. I’m sure they are but it’s better to hear about it then feel it.

“You really miss them huh?” Finn asks, rubbing my back soothingly. I nod. “Don’t worry, I’ll find a way for you to speak with them.”

“I know you will.” I lean up to press a kiss just beneath his jaw. Since it’s still early the two of us fall back to sleep.

When I wake it’s because Finn is shaking me. Groaning, I try to swat him away. The sandman is still calling me and I wish to follow his orders and rest peacefully for another century or two, hopefully three. However, Finn shouts and my eyes are open.

“What?” I whine, looking over at the clock I notice it’s one in the afternoon. I had no idea I slept so long! Wow, the sandman must have been loving me last night…that came out wrong but whatever, Finn can’t hear my thoughts. Or can he!? What if it’s one of his special abilities that he didn’t tell me? That bastard!

“My parents got yours away from town for a while and Denis managed to get a hold of them.” Finn shoves the phone in my now shaking hands. Smiling, he presses a lingering kiss to my temple and whispers soothingly against it. “I’ll leave you alone.”

Once Finn is out of the room I hold the phone up against my ear and mumble, “Mom?”

Her and my tears are instantaneous. She cries heavily into the phone, “K-Kieran! We’ve missed y-you so much. Sweetie, we were so scared and worried and confused…I can’t b-believe any of this.”

“They told you everything? Finn’s parents that is…” I bite my lip because I knew either I had to tell them the truth or Finn’s parents had to. I’m kind of glad they explained it to them because I’m not sure what exactly I could have said. I could say the truth but why would they believe me? Sometimes even I think this is all a dream, that there’s no way this is real.

“Yes,” mom’s voice still sounds like she doesn’t fully believe it. I don’t blame her. “Kieran…this is-”

“Crazy? Unbelievable?” I chuckle. “I know that you’re worried and everything mom but I’m ok. Everything will be ok.” I think.

For a while the two of us talk, dad comes in and tells me how much he misses me, how much he loves me no matter what the choices I make and after the day turns to night we say our good-byes. They promise to get a hold of me as soon as they can. After hanging up, I get out of bed and head into the living room to find Finn sitting on the couch watching some TV. He looks back at me with a grin.

“Feeling better?”

“Much!” I chirp and sit on his lap. He holds me against his chest. “It was nice hearing their voices.”

“I’m sorry-”

“Finish that sentence and I will never have sex with you again.”

“Isn’t that punishing both of us?” Finn laughs, kissing my neck.

I push him away and smack him over the head. “I am a hot piece of meat. I can easily find someone to replace you.”

Finn scowls. “I’ll kill them if they touch you.”

I lean over to grab the paper on our coffee table, all of them are job applications. I twist them and whack Finn over the nose. He doesn’t seem very happy but I howl with laughter. “Bad puppy!”

Huffing, Finn glares down at me but after a few minutes he smiles. Like he could resist this gorgeous smile of mine! It’s contagious, always has been and always will be.

“You love me.” I throw my arms around his throat, snuggling my face into his neck. When his grip tightens, I giggle and kiss his neck.

“Yeah, I do.”