Chapter 5

After dinner, I followed Finn upstairs to his bedroom and he closed the door behind us. His room was painted dark blue an there were posters of hockey and baseball players on the walls. His bed and floor was covered in dirty T-shirts and shorts. His king sized bed was against one wall and two posters were taped on those walls. The fist had AC/DC: highway to hell written on it and the other one was Led Zeppelin: stairway to heaven.

“Sorry about the mess,” Finn said as he picked up some cloths and tossed them in his closet.

“It’s okay,” I replied. “My room is really messy too.”

He cleared a spot for me to sit on his bed. “OMG! I’m sitting on his bed!” I thought.

Suddenly, the door opened and uncle Sebastian barged in, “Finn, I was just wondering….” Sebastian trailed off.

“What is it?” Finn asked.

“Did you tell her?”

“You mean about-“

“Yes”

“Are you should it’s the right time?” Finn asked again, looking worried at me.

“Are you telling me I didn’t say anything?” uncle Sebastian exclaimed.

“It slipped my mind,” Finn tried to explain. “but are you sure I should-“

“It’s her isn’t it?”

“Luke helped me make sure in school.”

“So tell her!”

“I was getting to that.”

“Sure you were,” Sebastian said sarcastically. “I’ll leave you two alone.” He walked out of the room and shut the door behind him.

“What was that all about? Finn , is there something you want to tell me?” I asked.

“Yeah, I kind of want to tell you something.”

“Well, what is it?”

“I’m a…. I’m a…,” Finn mumbled, trying to find the right works to say.

“Finn, are you okay?” I asked.

“Yeah, I’m fine. I just don’t know how to explain this to you,” Finn replied. “Alright, this is going to sound like something out of a TV episode but….. I’m a-“

“You’re not a vampire, are you?” I interrupted.

“NO, I’m not a vampire,” Finn laughed and took a deep breath before telling me the truth, “I’m a half-breed.”

“A what?” I choked out.

“A half-breed,” Finn repeated, “Half angel, half demon.”

I stared at him in shock. Was he joking? Angels and demons aren’t real, are they? “You’re joking right?”

“I wish I was,” Finn answered, staring at the floor, “you don’t believe me, do you?”

I shook my head and stared with him at his carpet on the floor. It was plain white, matching the pale wooden floor tiles in his room.

“I’ll prove it to you,” he said as he walked to his bed which I was still sitting on. He puts his hands under the bed and took a deep breath. Without any sign of struggle, Finn lifted the bed two inches above the ground.

“See?” Finn grunted, “I told you!” he put the bed back again.

“wow.” That was all that I could say.

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