This is my first Lost Boys fanfic, but it definitely won't be my last. I take requests, so if you have something in mind or want to read something you can't find, but don't want
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Be Thankful
StarPOV
David could never know. I knew he probably wouldn't care, but I don't want to risk it. He has no heart, no soul. He keeps me so he can feel in control.
I feel like a slut; leading on all these boys. Paul is always care-free. He's always laughing and joking and teasing—teasing me. When he kisses me I feel awkward. I feel like I'm kissing my brother. He probably feels like he's kissing his sister, but knows it annoys her and keeps at it. Everything he does to me is a game to him.
Dwayne I actually like. He's always quiet and mysterious. He's nice to Laddie. I like how he isn't as obnoxious as the other boys and he keeps to himself mostly. Kissing him feels real.
Marko leads on a good act with his boyish, innocent smile. He smells of cotton candy and sugar. Behind his innocent cover, he's dangerous and vile. I only kissed him once. I kissed him just to rid of the curiosity. He wasn't expecting it and just smiled after I did. It felt cold, hard, and meaningless.
This new one though—Michael—is human. He's everything these boys lack. He's everything I could ask for. I slept with him the night I was supposed to end his life.
Laddie was confused. After that night Dwayne wouldn't look at me. Marko and Paul strutted around the place like roosters and howled and whistled when I woke up to annoy me. That night I was left with the second last person I wanted to be left alone with; Marko. He was smirking at me most of the time which annoyed me to no end. I said I was hungry and he threw some leftover Chinese food at me. Thankfully he had closed the container so I didn't get food on my clothes.
He just kept pacing around me. Once he had stopped behind me and bent forward and whispered in my ear. "Be thankful they don't know what it smells like." I turned around and asked him what he was talking about. He just smiled his Cheshire cat smile at me.
"What what smells like?" He walked me back into a wall and pinned me against it. He took a sniff by my neck.
"What an unborn child smells like, Star." I couldn't believe it; I was pregnant. I looked down at my stomach and his smirk returned. "Be thankful, slut." He whispered in my ear. I went to slap him but he stopped my hand with his in a tight grip. He started cackling again. He backed away from me and the boys returned just as he did. Marko returned to normal, but I didn't. No one even noticed.
The day I found out I was pregnant, Marko told me. I don't know if he did it to be nice or not. Maybe it was his strange way of telling me he cared. I don't know, and I don't think I ever will.
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