We Remain Together

Chapter Six: A Cruel Conversation

Finn was about to take the fifth bite of his chocolate mousse at the Comptoir Café and Wine Mayfair, London when suddenly he was reminded of the safety of his family. Ever since Esther has revealed that Mikael is returning to take revenge for the betrayal his family has given him, Finn is unable to process anything properly. This will be the second time Mikael would attack them since their dispersal from their village. His attack of the first time nearly killed him and thus he wished Mikael would never continue with this fight and quarrel. But here he was enjoying his favorite chocolate mousse maybe for the last time. 
“Excuse me, sir?” a lady interrupted. Finn followed the directions where the sweet voice came and saw it was a waitress. A brunette.

“Sorry sir, but you have been sitting there for an hour having yourself nothing but that one single mousse. And as much as we love having such a nice appreciation from you, we are afraid people are waiting for a table and maybe you can get it over with it soon?”

Finn chuckled and said,
“Your name?”

“Emma.” 
Finn raised a brow.
“Emma Hartning Sir.”

Finn stood up to shake hands.
“Firstly, it’s a pleasure meeting you, and secondly, I assume you’re new here.”

“I am sir, my first day here.”

“I know. It makes absolute sense that it is. Because everyone working in this elegant café knows me and know that I take my own time here and with everyone’s consent, mind that.”
Emma was speechless. She only wanted to impress her boss. But now she may lose her job.
“I am sorry, mister, I only wanted….”

“Oh, don’t be terrified. I enjoyed this.”

Emma nervously chuckled,
“I am in service of the customers.”
Emma saw how Finn’s face grew more awkward and she then said, “I should go.”  Emma left.

Finn wished he could stop her. Because he liked her company. The nervous face she carried around whenever Finn made an awkward face. He found her cute. But he didn’t approach her back. For the same reason, he hadn’t been in a relationship since he’s turned into a vampire. 
He quickly devoured his mousse and left the Comptoir Café after he paid for it. 
Emma watched him rush away.

                          ---Past---

Finn heard the last whiplash Mikael gave to the tied-up Klaus. He; like his other siblings was unable to witness that horrific thing Mikael was doing to Klaus. He knew there was nothing that was going to come out of it. And Mikael too knew that. So the fact that he was still doing it made everyone out of their minds.
When Mikael stepped out; like he always does, Finn couldn’t help but approached Klaus.
“How are you holding up?”

“Not so bad, you see. (Inhales deeply) everyone has given up on helping me and for some reason, that is more painful than his torture.”

“Klaus I know why he is doing this.”

“I know why. He thinks that he will vanish the wolf side of mine by doing this. But you and I both that it will never happen.” 

“And so knows our father,” Finn said.

“So why is he doing this? I am his son….”

“Brother no… (Klaus was speechless) You are not his son.”

“What do you mean?”

“Brother. Father is a vampire and Mother is a witch. How do you propose your wolf side?”

Klaus hesitated to say,
“You’re wrong, he…”

“He is doing this out of rage. Out of anger. Pure anguish. And nothing else.”

“No, Finn, that can’t be right…”

“It’s the truth Brother! Father and Mother had this big fight about it too. You were outside at that moment but we all were there when Mother confessed it.”

“Mother confessed it?....”

Finn nodded,
“Yeah….”

Klaus inhaled sharply and looked down. Finn heard footsteps approaching and he got away from him.

                             ------

Finn unlocked the door and entered the apartment.
The smell of freshly cooked food strung his nostrils. He sighed and looked at the dining table. There was a plate of steak and some sides which made him sigh.
“You’re here?” A womanish voice was heard. He turns to see her.
“You took three hours. It’s getting worse and worse, Finn.”

“When you knew I was going to eat my mousse then why did you prepare this meal?”

“Finn you and I we both know that one single mousse won’t be enough for an appetite.”

“You know I don’t like to eat anything after I eat that mousse!”

“Eso no está Bien, mi amor.” The woman said.

“What?!”

“I am learning Spanish, I told you to remember? (Finn exhaled) Finn, what’s the matter with you?”

“As if it isn’t palpable, mother!” Finn shouted and left; leaving Esther alone in her wonderment. 

                          ---Past---

It was the time of the outspread of the plague. Finn was nine years old when he along with Mikael and Esther first moved to the new hamlet and they had it rough. They lost Finn’s twin sister Freya to the plague and hence, that left a gap in their lives which they needed to fill. Coming out in the new hamlet seemed the solution to it. 

Both Mikael and Esther had something with themselves to avoid the fact that Freya is no more. Mikael would work for hours and Esther would consume herself in other works like building a house and other domestic work. But Finn was nine years old and he had nothing to do but just sit alone and remember Freya. Revisiting all the memories they shared. There are 4730400 minutes in nine years and they had made memories for almost in each one of them. Each one is precious and golden. They shared sweaters, combs because they both had long hair. They shared their lives, they were each other’s comfort.
But ever since Freya left their lives, Finn had become morbid. Sullen. With Freya he was joyous but after her, he just wasn’t himself.

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Finn had pretty much nothing to do in his life. Unlike Henrik who spends time in orphans, Rebekah who enjoys her time with her boyfriend, Kol who shares his bed with different girls every day, Klaus who does mischief, and Elijah who tries to stop Klaus from doing mischief, Finn is the one who does nothing in particular with his one immortal life. He has earned himself a degree in literature, did a fancy job, and earned every penny he owns, unlike his other siblings. But he has seemed to be grown tired of his life.

There is no one constant in his life. No person in his life is there who he can say is the one who is there for him. The only person coming close to that could be his mother Esther who lived with him and had lived with him ever since they departed from the family after leaving Mikael on Esther’s insist. But no one can be fond of their mother’s love for a thousand years.