“Is that why you came tonight?” He looked down at the bag by my feet. “Or is there something else?”
“I think…” I bit my lip. “I think I’d like to go. To wherever it is that I’m supposed to be.”
“Are you certain?” Finn eyed me up. “This afternoon, you were completely opposed to the idea. What happened to change your mind?”
“I saw my mother. Er, well… the woman who supposed to be my mother.” I shook my head, hating the way this all sounded. “What do you call her? Is there a name for her?”
“Usually, her name will suffice,” Finn replied, and I felt like an idiot.
“Yeah. Of course.” I took a deep breath. “Anyway I went and saw Kim.” I looked up at him. “Do you know about her? I mean… how much do you really know about me?”
“Honestly, not that much.” Finn seemed to disapprove of his own lack of knowledge. “You were incredibly elusive. It was rather disconcerting.”
“So you don’t…” I trailed off, realizing with dismay that I was on the verge of tears. “She knew I wasn’t her daughter. She had always known, and she had…” My lips quivered and I didn’t understand where this was coming from.
The stress and the ups and downs of the last few days must’ve really gotten to me. I had told this story a hundred times before, and I had never cried when I talked about. “When I was six, she tried to kill me. She… um… she cut me with the knife she used to cut my birthday cake…” Tears slid down my cheeks, and I wiped at them quickly. “She had always told me that I was a monster, that I was evil. And I guess I had always believed her.”
“You’re not evil,” Finn insisted earnestly, and for some reason, I started sobbing. He moved on the couch so he was next to me and pulled me roughly into his arms. I pressed my head against his chest, letting my tears soak his shirt. “This will all make sense soon. There’s somewhere you belong.”
He held me in his arms until I calmed down, and I was surprised to find how much I enjoyed the feel of it. I had never been one that enjoyed physical contact, but I had never felt so safe and protected as I did in his arms.
“I’m really sorry,” I sniffled. As soon as I stopped crying, I pulled away from him and wiped at my face. “I normally don’t cry. Not ever. I don’t know what’s gotten into me.”
“No, it’s alright. You’ve been going through a lot lately,” Finn reassured me.
I pushed my palm against my eyes to dry them. Taking a deep breath, I looked over at him. Even though he had retracted his arms, he was still sitting close to me, his knee gently pressed against my leg. When I looked at him, he seemed to become aware of this and moved his leg away.
“What does it mean?” I asked, and he cocked his head. “To be Trylle.
That’s it, right? That’s what I am?”
“You are.” Finn looked at me for a moment, then nodded and took a breath before getting to his feet. “And that is a very long answer, one that I think is best explained by your mother.”
“My mother?” I had spent so long thinking of Kim as my mother and I didn’t understand what more she would know about this, then I realized he meant my real mother. “My mother is here?”
“No, she isn’t.” He glanced at a clock hanging on the wall. “So we should get going so you can talk to her and get everything in order.”
“Go where?” I stood up out of surprise.
“Förening,” Finn explained. “It’s where I live - where you’ll live.” He gave a small smile, meant to ease my concerns, and it did, a little.
“Unfortunately, it’s about a seven hour drive.”
“Where is it?”
“It’s in Minnesota, along the Mississippi River. It’s in a very secluded area.” He gestured to the hallway. “I’m going to pack some of my things so we can go. I’m assuming you have everything you need.”
“Yeah, but we’re going now?” It was almost one in the morning. That didn’t seem like the most opportune time to start a lengthy road trip, especially considering I had already spent four hours roundtrip to see Kim.
“Yes. You have much to discuss and learn, and we don’t have that much time before your… ‘family’ notices you are missing and searches for you.” Finn looked vaguely exasperated. “You are under eighteen, so once again, that presents more challenges. This could technically be construed as kidnapping, so it’s better if we’re in the safety of Förening before they realize you’re gone.”
“Oh.” I pulled at my sleeve, thinking of how frantic Matt would be when he tried to wake me in the morning and found me gone. I wondered if he’d blame himself and how much time he would spend looking for me. Maybe I should’ve left a note.
“Are you ready?” Finn asked pointedly.
“Um, yeah. Yes.” I nodded and pushed Matt out of my mind. “I was just… worrying about sleep.”
“You can sleep on the ride,” Finn said. “And I’ll be fine.”
He disappeared down the hall to his room to pack up his things, and I gulped down my concerns. This is what I wanted. More than that, I needed to leave Matt alone, and I needed to find my real family. I needed to find out who
- and what - I really was, and I couldn’t do that staying here. Besides that, Finn would be there, and that counted for more than it probably should have.
When he came out, he had changed into jeans and a slim fitted sweater and carried an oversized duffle bag. He grabbed a few bottles of water from the fridge. The books on his table, which appeared to be the entire works of Kurt Vonnegut, he scooped up and shoveled into his bag, along with the bottles of water. After he finished, he slung the bag over his shoulder and looked at me expectantly.
“Ready?” Finn asked.
“Yeah, but what about all your stuff?” It wasn’t that nice of stuff, but there had to be more of his stuff laying about his apartment than just what fit in one duffel bag.
“It’s not really my stuff.” He motioned to the couch. “This is just cheaper than a hotel, and this is just junk, really. Everything that’s really mine is in my bag or at home.”
“You don’t really live here,” I reminded myself. It was still hard getting used to the idea that he was an adult doing his job, and not just some misunderstood classmate. “How often do you do this?”
“As often as I need to.” Finn opened the front door and waited for me.
“We need to get going.”
I grabbed my bag and walked out the door. When we got out to his car, he took my bag from me and put it in the trunk. He didn’t say anything as we drove away from his house, from this town, from my life. I thought I would be too anxious and excited to sleep, but after about an hour into the drive, I started nodding off. I fought to stay awake until I realized it would just be quicker if I slept.
When I opened my eyes, the sky had started to lighten. I had curled up on the seat with my knees pressed against my chest, so my whole body felt sore and ached. Looking around, I sat up and stretched, trying work the kinks out of my limbs and neck. I didn’t recognize any of the scenery, but I had never been here before. Finn glanced at me, and he looked surprisingly awake. I’m not sure how much sleep he had gotten before I showed up at his place, but I would’ve thought a drive like this would be wearing on him.
“I thought you were going to sleep the whole ride,” Finn mused.
“How far away are we?” I yawned and slouched low in the seat, resting my knees against the dashboard.
“About an hour or so.” He flipped open the arm rest between us and pulled out a bottle of water and offered it to me. “Thirsty?”
“Yeah, thanks.” I took it from him and took a long drink. Sleeping always made me incredibly thirsty. “So what is this Förening place we’re going to?”
“It’s a town, sort of,” Finn said. “They consider it to be more of a compound, but in the way the Kennedy’s have a compound. Not like a military base or anything. It’s just a glorified gated community, really.”
“So do people live there too?” I stretched my neck and looked over at him.
“Not in the sense you’re talking about.” He hesitated before he continued and glanced at me out of the corner of his eye. “It’s entirely Trylle, trackers, and mänsklig. There’s about five thousand that live there in total, and we have gas stations, a small grocery store, and a school. It’s just a very small, quiet community.”
“Holy hell.” My eyes widened. “You mean there’s just a whole town of… of… trolls? In Minnesota? And nobody ever noticed?”