Chapter Five: Lover Departed With our suitcases by the door, I walk over to Finns bedroom, and knock twice. The door opens, and I kiss him. And boy do I kiss him. I simply love him. We break apart, and I say pleasantly, "Ready for Burma? It'll be a long trip, so please make sure you have everything." Finn pulls me into him, and he states into my eyes adoringly. He parts his lips, and presses them to mine. We linger, both of us in our own little world. We separate finally, our lips smooching. Such bliss, and I certainly don't deserve him. But yet, here I am, with the man of my dreams. How can he love me, even though I can do Magic? I am so blessed to have him, and to keep him. "I have everything right here in front of me. You are my everything, Violet. I don't need anymore." Have I told you I freaking love this guy? I ask inside my head, and I kiss him, pouring my emotions into it. "Just a second, honey." I rush to the bathroom, and Lock the door. God I hate my bladder. Ten seconds! That's all I need! Really. After I finish up, I grab clothes from the hamper inside, and turn the shower on. Before I undress, I unlock the door and call out, "Hey Finn? I'm just going to take a shower, I'll be just a few minutes!" Finn nods his assent, and makes his way to the kitchen. I shut the door and lock, then undress. I step inside the shower, feeling the burning water relax my body. "Ah, that feels good." I sigh, smiling at memories of Finn and I. I still wonder why he loves me, and agreed to go with me to the burmese jungle. It's dangerous. I don't want him Getting hurt. Or worse... Stopping the thought cold, I lather and wash myself, cleansing the dirt from this week. You wouldn't think so, but dust accumulates very quickly in an antique shop. After I finish, I step out and shut off the water. The coldness washes over like seawater, and I shiver. I dress myself, and run a brush through my hair. "Violet, your dads here! Hurry up, sweet." I unlock the door, and rush to the front. The door opens, and dad looks at me. He looks worse than ever: his skin is pale and wrinkly, and his eyes are grey. They used to be violet. "Hi dad. Is it that bad?" he nods, and hugs me tight. I miss these hugs. We break apart, and Finn clears his throat. "Finn, how are you?" Finn hold his hand out, and then dad shakes it, gripping it tightly. I clear my throat, and then he releases Finn. Gosh I don't get why men always have to one up the other. Cant they just get over competition? " Well, we better get going, the plane leaves in a bit. Violet, can you help me with these suitcases? They're a little heavy. Thanks honey." I grab the suitcases and walk to the car. Finn follows behind, and then climbs in next to me and I cuddle into his arms. We pull out, and I remember something. "Hey we need to make a stop is that okay? To fix our passports?" Finns eyes grow slightly, and he says nervously, " I guess so, is this an illegal fix? Cuz I can't be doing anything that could get me arrested. Mom would kill me." dad whirled around and said venomously, his eyes the size of slits, "You little punk! You thought we'd just mosey on down to Walmart and buy the staff? Well no, buddy it ain't that easy! So make a choice friend, and make sure its the right one!" Finn glowered at dad, and said to me, "I can't do this, sorry Violet." Finn unclenches the seatbelt and leaps out, and then grabs his suitcase. Dad snorts derisively, and then starts the car. We speed way out of the street, and onto the highway. I am crying the whole way to the airport. I hate my #life.