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Yes, before I've even finished my other two stories I've decided to add to my workload and start another one, but the other two will continue, I'm working on the updates as you're reading this. Check them out too if you want, I like to think they're worth it. ;-)
Anyway, what I really want to say is: funny the things that happen when you are beyond bored. The idea for this story came to me after I watched a bunch of Lost Boys videos on YouTube and well… let's hope for the best shall we?
While I'm sure they're all great, I don't have time to read all the Lost Boys fanfictions so I don't know if there's any plagiarism on my part in the plot, and if there is I assure you it was not intentional and any similarities are purely coincidental.
I don't own anything from the Lost Boys that you recognise, all credit goes to the filmmakers and writers. The only things I do own are my OC's Sarah, Shane and Alexia.
Now that the politics are out the way all I can say to you lovelies is read, enjoy and if you really want to make me happy: REVIEW!
Nina :)
Summary:
Sarah Kessler has lived her whole life in Santa Carla and she, like everyone else who has spent more than a month there, knows something is wrong with the place. Now living on her own, Sarah is introduced to a very different side of her hometown, and she's not sure if she will live to see the next sunrise. Lying in wait in the night is a group of very dangerous looking bikers she never noticed before, and now they've noticed her too.
"How far are you willing to go?"
David, Lost Boys.
Prologue.
I never really thought about death before. Which is stupid because I live in a place where 'missing' posters outnumber the entire population. Or I guess I used to live there, but now I'm pretty sure my life is coming to an end. It's an unassuming death I suppose. No one will miss me. My parents will come home in a few months, or a year or two years, find their house empty and assume their daughter went off to find her own adventure kind of in the same way they did. If I had to be fussy about the way I was about to die, I would say that yes, I was too young. No screw that, of course I was too young! What eighteen year old is at peace with the fact that they will never get to see the legal drinking age?! Although it's not like I had actually waited to exercise that new right.
Oh well, you're only alive once right? And my chances of experiencing the world had gone from endless to somewhat doubtful to now… when I was drawing my last breaths.
Oh God, it hurts!
That's another thing I can allow myself to resent. There's a burning at the back of my throat unlike anything I've ever felt, the pressure behind my eyes makes me want to claw them out myself and my teeth… that scares me the most. My whole mouth feels like I got hit in the teeth with a pole… a thousand… times. To the point where the slightest pressure on them makes me scream.
I gave up trying to stay up right about an hour ago, so I'm just lying here on the floor trying not to move my mouth and breathing through the acid feeling in my chest.
Why couldn't I have gone quickly? Like being hit by a car or shot, then at least I wouldn't have to go through this pain!
There is a way to end this, I know there is. I can make the pain stop… I can live. All I have to do is…
"NO!" I scream out loud and groan against the pain it brings.
The tears haven't stopped flowing out of my eyes since I realized what was happening to me. Each drop is hot and burns my sensitive skin.
I cry for myself mostly, thinking about how quickly my life fell apart. I cry for the people I'll miss, who don't know where I am or that the last thing I said to them would be the last thing I would ever say. I cry for the life I could have had, all the things I could have done, the possibilities that are now lost to me forever. I cry for the pain, because it is that bad and I wouldn't wish it on anyone.
And I cry for him.
Because I'd be leaving him alone in this world after I promised him that he would never lose me.
And for him, never quite literally meant eternity.
A/N: It's a really, really short start I know, but I had to get your appetites going (Excuse the pun), and I promise to have more by tomorrow or tomorrow night at the latest.
Reviews are more than welcome!