The Alpha and His Possession

Chapter Six

"When people torture you by holding something you want over your head."

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FINNICK GREEN

"Make sure to take your anxiety pills and remember to do your breathing exercises sweet pea!" My mom hollered out before she left out of the door, going to work.

I sighed heavily laying on my bed whilst staring up at the ceiling in thought. I had now been in school for about two weeks now and it was going in no way like I expected it to be. For one, I had managed to find a friend, something I in no way expected considering my social anxiety and my tendency to shy away from human contact. Not only that but tragically I had wound up catching the attention of basically everyone in school and that was because ever since the first day at lunch when I sat with Killian and Declan, they made it routine to sit with Kai and I.

Kai would emphasize the fact that those two never went to lunch and disappeared after period two so it was a rare occurrence that they were there. Then he'd go off saying all of this was because of me. I blush to myself and hug my large pillow to me tightly whilst burying my face into the soft cushion.

There was so many things that were new to me and I felt like Killian was someone who would just enter my mind at the weirdest times. I wouldn't be able to focus in class because he'd come to my mind and an unbearable blush would spread across my face enticing worry from my teachers. Not only that but my heart wouldn't beat normally whenever I'd see him and at lunch, I was painfully unable to really communicate with him. Let's not forget when I try to go to sleep and he pops into my mind and I go into a mini fit of how weird I was becoming.

I''m not even gay, I reminded myself but I also thought there was nothing wrong with being gay. It was especially hard not to think about the time he almost kissed me—

"Ah!" I yelled, shaking my head.

I needed to do something to keep my thoughts away from him. Maybe finishing the Psychology project that wasn't due until a month from now would take my mind off of things. I sat up but paused and sat there for a moment before nibbling on my lip and looking at my phone.

Kai hadn't really been normal these past few weeks and despite only knowing him for this short time, I was concerned for him. He was jumpy and I remember how shocked and confused I was when I had saw him blush. I think Declan walked in and he just left mumbling that he had to meet up with the soccer team.

I made my decision to call him and ask him to come over possibly but I began to hesitate as I gripped my phone in my hands. I looked down at the cellular device, my bottom lip between my teeth as I contemplated if I was just being a nuisance. I had never had friends in my house or friends in general up until now. Was it alright to just call him?

I shook my head. Don't overthink Finnick or you'll send yourself into a panic attack over something this small, I told myself.

I took a deep breath and called him, hearing the ringing tone made my heart increase in its beat heavily. The ringing cut off and I could hear momentary shuffling.

"What a pleasant surprise. Why did Bolt decide to call me," his tone was teasing and I coughed away any nerves I had left.

"I—well, I was wondering if you um wanted to come over to uh m-my house," I asked hesitantly and when he didn't respond immediately I quickly continued,"but it's definitely okay to say no! I mean your probably busy I shouldn't be bothering you on a Saturday evening right? Yeah, I'll just see you in sch—"

"Bolt," he cut me off and I hushed myself quickly.

"Yes," I said quietly.

"Shut up," he laughed aloud and I blushed and scowled at the floor feeling all nerves disappear,"I'll be over there in a few, send me your address."

"Okay," I agreed and he hung up.

I texted him my home address after he hung up and laid back on my bed as I waited anxiously for him to come. My eyes closed but shot open as I realized how unkempt I looked and went to slip on nicer pjs. It was about five minutes before I heard my doorbell ring and I found myself walking quickly down the steps and to my mahogany door. I unlocked it and opened it to see Kai's smiling face with a plastic bag in his hands.

"Way to welcome me in," he said sarcastically as he brushed by me and entered my home.

"Hi," I muttered.

He walked through my home, his eyes looking at everything my house held. From the paintings my dad did to the decor my mom spent time on, he appeared to take in everything. Then his eyes caught the embarrassing picture I took on Christmas when I was ten and I quickly dived forward to try to swoop it up. His eyes brighten seeing the picture and me so desperately trying to get it and he snatched it up lifting it up and lookin at it with a pleasant laugh.

"Is this tiny Bolt? Look how small you were," he said looking over at me with a small laugh,"not much has changed."

I glared and attempted to snatch it from him but he laughed even harder and lifted it over his head. I grumbled to myself feeling heavily embarrassed as I tried to reach it but continuously failed.

"Kai stop!" I whined as I jumped shamelessly to grab the abomination of a photo.

"I don't wanna," he said smugly watching me suffer.

I huffed, giving up and walking away from him. I think he had dropped the photo due to the sound of it hitting the glass table it sat on previously. I hunched over as he draped his arm over my shoulder and began taking us to my living room. Once we were seated he grasped my remote and turned on the curved Samsung TV we had, flicking from channel to channel.

"Way to make yourself at home," I shot him a look.

"Thanks, I try," he smiled at me flashing his teeth.

After a couple of silent moments of him trying to find something entertaining, I opened my mouth to speak.

"Are you okay?" I ask him with concern written all over my face.

He dropped the remote and looked over at me, his thick but nicely trimmed eyebrows arched in question.

"What do you mean?" He asked me.

"I mean," I took a small breathe to gather my words,"you haven't really been...yourself lately, you've been kind of weirdish and—"

"You hardly know me, Bolt," he scoffed sitting up, but he scratched the back of his neck, something I noticed he did when he felt uncomfortable.

"I, well yes that's true but—" I began nervously but he cut off my words.

"Look, don't pry into my business Finnick," I flinched when he said my actual name because that meant all joking was tossed aside.

"I," I looked down and in the smallest voice I could muster up I said,"I'm just worried."

I peeked up and he looked apologetic and a blush rose onto his face as he covered his face with his hands. I looked at him in surprise but I quietly waited for him to speak.

"I'm sorry Bolt I didn't mean to be a d**k," he chocked as he said the last word, another shade tinting his cheeks and I was amazed by how flustered he was becoming.

"You're just too...innocent for me to really tell you," he said under his breath, his eyes focusing on the coffee table that was at the center.

I blushed, gaping at him and spluttering for a response. I was not too innocent. Sure I was sheltered for the most part but I was not that pure. Even so, I could handle whatever he told me. I grumble internally, I was not a baby and I hated being pampered as if I was one. When I got ahold of myself I said loudly:

"I am not!" I said defiantly unable to come up with a better response that would confirm my denial.

He rolled his eyes, a mix of a chuckle and a scoff leaving him as he sat up.

"That's doubtful Bolt, look at you," he looked at me and I blushed looking down on myself and he smiled,"you reek innocence."

"That's not true," I argued with him, shaking my head.

"Is that right?" He raised a brow and I nodded quickly,"so you've had sex."

My cheeks flamed and my tongue got tied as I shuffled in my seat. s*x? As in intercourse between male and or female but could also be performed by male and male or female and female. I only heard about it in health, taught by my parents, and in biology and anatomy but they enjoyed leaving things out mainly because they liked to shelter me and keep me from certain things.

I bit my lip naturally as I didn't know what to say. I was as virgin as they came, I've never even m*********d. I was never touched like that before and the thought made me squirm in my seat lightly, unable to look at Kai who I presumed was looking triumphant at my silence.

"That's what I thought," he chuckled lightly.

"B-but have you?!" I yell in retaliation.

"This isn't about me," his ears were tinting red and I frowned.

"The point is I'm fine...or I will be fine," he assured me gently, coming over to where I sat and plopping down next to me.

"But thanks for your concern," he cooed in a baby voice, ruffling my locks.

My lips pouted as I pushed against his hands that were messing up my hair that I didn't style but would only be even more messy once his hands withdrew from my head.

"I should've just left you alone," I muttered under my breathe and Kai laughed.

"You love me," he wrapped his arm around me and I groaned in annoyance.

"Sure," I rolled my eyes and tried to pry myself away from him.

"Now let's get ice cream!" He cheered to himself, standing up.

"But I don't like ice cream," I try to input but he begins walking towards the front door, most likely expecting me to follow and I did dragging my shoulders.

"Stone Cold here we come," he said excitedly.

I was with a teenage baby.

This chapter was probably so boring, this mainly serves as a filler for something more interesting to come. I know there needs to be more Finnick and Killian, I KNOW, patience is a virtue okay? Okay. But das it.

Nearly 1k omg, I'm SHOOK. Thank you for reading this messy story lol.

~xoxo, Babybird.