Hey Everyone, so this is my first go at a Lost boys Fanfic, it's rated M for later chapters possibly but i'll put up a warning at the beginning of each chapter. I apologize beforehand for any spelling/grammar errors, I am writing on my phone and if they bug you that much, well nobody's twisting your arm to read it. I have also made a few changes to what went down at the end of the movie, obviously the boys are still alive.
Oh yeah I almost forgot
Disclaimer: I do not own The Lost Boys or any of its characters yada yada yada nor will I ever, though it would be pretty awesome, I only own my OCs
Anyways, so on with the fic.
Chapter 1
"Rowan, Row honey your Cousin is here" my mother says, I wince at the name my father used to call me by. I can't even look at her
"Don't call me that, ever" I say in spite
"Rowan" she says sternly
"Just because MY Cousin is here you want me act like we're a perfect little happy family!" I spat
"Sorry to piss on your parade but we never will be! Not again, you can't be serious! Dad died not even a year ago and you're already married to the asshole you've been having an affair with for years! You never loved dad or me! And you lost us along time ago so drop the act! Stop pretending like you care!"
"Rowan it wasn't like that-" she starts
"You know what. I'm glad i'm going to live with Aunt Lucy and the boys! They're a helluva a lot more deserving and tens times the person you will ever be! Now get out of my face." I cut her off, I grab my bag and move to walk around her when I hear a slap. The sting registering after the initial shock. I look her dead in the eye.
"You are nothing and you never will see me again. Not that'd you'd care, after all you have your boy toy who i'm sure will stick around forever cause' you're so in love. It has nothing to do with money. And when you grow old and he leaves you for some tramp twenty years younger than you I hope you feel the pain of being utterly alone. Because I will not pick up that phone. You will never use me again. Have a nice life Sabrina" I smirk, satisfied at the look on her face.
I walk to my dad's old office and grab the framed picture of me and him off his desk, taking one last look at the place "good riddance" I mutter going down the stairs and never looking back.
I pass my mom and her boy toy, not giving either one any acknowledgement.
I see my Cousin Mikey, I barely recognize him, he's gotten so much older
"Mikey!" I exclaim running over and hugging him tightly, I haven't seen him since he left Phoenix two years ago, he still smells like cologne and his leather jacket, it's comforting in a way.
"Row! Sweet heart. How are you?" He asks lightly running his fingers over the hand mark that must be formed on my cheek. I wince and take a step back
"Just the same" I shrug knowing he would get what I mean, i've always been close with my Cousins. Especially through the past few years, they're practically my brothers.
"Yeah I noticed" he states sending a death glare my mothers way
"Well Row, Santa Carla awaits" he places a hand on my shoulder leading me to his truck. As I climb into the passenger seat I absentmindedly smile, things are going to get better
"How long has she been hitting you?" Mikey asks as he climbs into the drivers seat, I visibly bristle at this.
"Anytime dad wasn't around" I answer, I notice a look of anger cross Mikey's features quickly turning into resolve.
"Never again" he states determinedly as he starts the truck down the road.
Well I guess I should introduce myself
My name is Rowan Teegan Emerson, my dad named me. I'm sixteen years old and I have lived in Phoenix my whole life.
Appearance wise I have waist length, wavy, dark red hair, yup i'm a red head. Unfortunately I take after my mother's side of the family in that category. I have pale skin and light blue/gray eyes from my father. I have triple pierced ears with a simple cartilage piercing on my right ear.
I'm 5'4 and petite, though my dad made me take kickboxing growing up so I could protect myself. I run track and do gymnastics. My favorite color is dark red/burgundy, I listen to Classic rock, my favorite songs are the Rolling Stones "Laugh I nearly died", Led Zeppelin's "Black Dog", and "Def Leppard's "Rock of ages".
I also love to read, the classics mainly. My favorite book is "The Picture of Dorian Gray" by Oscar Wilde.
Personality wise I've been told i'm stubborn, protective of the ones I care about, strong willed, and very outspoken which i'll admit has gotten me into trouble in the past.
My dad's name was James Emerson and he was the center of my world. Why he married my mother I will never understand. He deserved way better than her. Less than a year ago he was in a fatal car accident while driving to pick me up from track practice. My world stopped that day, I couldn't believe it was real. It all felt like a bad dream. My mother showed her true colors after that, I found out she'd been cheating on him for years and dad new. He just didn't want a divorce because he didn't want me to have to go through that. Typical dad
Fortunately my dad had a will so not everything would go to my mother and he set up guardianship to go to his sister Lucy so my mother couldn't ship me off to an orphanage, in a way he's still looking after me.
A hand waving in front of my face catches my attention, I turn to face Mikey
"Earth To Row" he chuckles "did you even hear me?" He asks
"Not a word" I chuckle "what was that?" I ask
"I said I have a surprise for you when we get there" He smirks
"What is it?" I ask
"Well Row it wouldn't be much of a surprise then would it" He chuckles
I groan in annoyance "Mikey you know I don't like surprises"
"It's called anticipation Row" he laughs
I send him a pouting look which only makes him laugh more.
"C'mon Row, how bout' some music?" He asks
"Now you're speaking my language" I smirk turning the radio on, Bon Jovi's "Wanted Dead or Alive" comes on, I send a mischievous smirk to Mikey
"Sometimes you tell the day
By the bottle that you drink And times when you're all alone all you do is think" I belt out, he smirks
"I'm a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride
I'm wanted (wanted) dead or alive
Wanted (wanted) dead or alive
Oh, and I ride!" Mikey Joins in
"Oh, and I'm a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride I'm wanted dead or alive
I walk these streets A loaded six-string on my back I play for keeps 'cause I might not make it back!" We sing in unison.
This is what most of the ride consisted of, until the radio fuzzed out in some hills. I have no idea how long we've been in the car but the sun went down a long time ago.
"How much father Mikey?" I ask stifling a yawn
"Almost there kid, maybe an hour give or take" he shrugs
"So Mikey we've been over me, now how about you and Sammy? Did I miss anything these past few years?" I ask, he stiffens, whats that about.
"Nothing much, Sam has these two strange comic book nerd friends that insist vampires are real, just ignore them" he says
"Any girls in your life Mikey?" I wink jokingly but the look on his face makes me regret the question
"There was, when we first moved here. Her name was Star, I uh kinda got in trouble with a local gang, we settled it. The guys still hang around the boardwalk though, we just kind of keep a distance mutual respect thing" he states, my eyes widen in surprise.
"What the hell Mikey?! That doesn't sound like nothing much!" I exclaim
"What happened to her, to Star?" I ask
"She said she needed to get away, she moved to like Montana or something like that, somewhere far" he shrugs
"I'm sorry Mikey" I say
"Don't be" he chuckles "it was two years ago"
"How about you? Any guys in Phoenix?" He asks
I laugh out loud at this "Not since two years ago when you nearly broke my ex's arm! It's like I walk around with a big WARNING MY COUSIN IS MICHAEL EMERSON sign on my forehead"
"The dweeb deserved it" he shrugs
"The dweebs name was Bret and I can't argue on that" I laugh.
"But uh no thanks to you i've been single these past two years" I say
"Good, lets keep it that way" he states in a brotherly tone, I playfully punch his arm
I must've dozed off at sone point.
"Row" A hand shakes my arm, I slowly blink my eyes open to see Mikey, he's still driving
"We're about five minutes away, I thought you should be awake for when the family attacks" he laughs
"Agreed" I groan sitting up and rubbing the sleep from my eyes, I notice the ocean in the distance and the sun barely out
"What time is it?" I ask
"It's 5:45 am kid" he says
We pull up a long gravel driveway, i've only been to grandpa's once before when I was little, it's exactly how I remember.
As soon as the car stops the front door opens I see A flash of dirty blonde hair running out
I step out of the car and am lifted off the ground in a bone crushing embrace
"Row!" Sam exclaims
"Oh my god Sammy!" I exclaim as he practically spins me around. He sets me back on my feet, I now realize I am much shorter than him and Michael now
"Look at you!" I exclaim "you're so much older!"
"Speak for yourself Row! Now we really have to fight guys away" he laughs as I playfully slap his arm
I see Aunt Lucy Step out onto the porch
"Aunt Lucy!" I rejoice running to her and practically tackling her in a hug
"Oh sweetie look at you! I'm so glad you're staying with us" she cries
"Me too" I wipe away the tears threatening to fall
"What am I chopped liver" I hear another voice
"Grandpa!" I smile and hug him tight as well
"These kids, they grow like weeds I tell ya" he shakes his head
"Dad" Aunt Lucy play scolds
"Rowan sweet heart you're probably exhausted, Sam show her her room" Lucy smiles
I look up to a grinning Sam and find myself grinning as well. I've missed them all so much
I open the door and am tackled to the ground by a HUGE mass of fur
"Nanook! Sorry buddy I forgot about you" I laugh as he repeatedly licks my face
When i'm finally allowed to stand, I follow Sam up the stairs and to the left. He opens my door and motions for me to go in. I'm speechless, the walls are painted a pale blue. Theres a big Canopy bed against one wall with a sheer white Canopy, the bedspread is a beautiful pale blue and white patch work quilt Aunt Lucy undoubtedly made herself. There a big bookshelf with all of my favorite books and some comics from Sam. I also notice a beautiful white vanity next to a matching dresser
Theres a sliding door that leads out onto a small balcony with a view of the sunrise and probably sunset.
"Who did this?" I ask
"We all did" Sam says
"I need to go say thank you-" I start
"No no no, Row theres no rush just get some sleep kid" he smiles
"You still call me kid Sammy i'm only a year younger than you" I laugh
"You still call me Sammy" he shrugs
"Oh you know you love it" I laugh
"Get some rest, maybe later we can hang out at the boardwalk and I can show you around" he says with a hopeful look in his eyes
"Sure! If it's okay with aunt Lucy" I shrug, it sounds like fun.
"Well sleep tight and oh yeah Grandpa left you a hoot of a welcome home present" Sam chuckles pointing to a corner of the room, I see a taxidermy owl.
"Oh how. . . Nice he must've remembered I like owls" I say, looking apprehensively to the thing "must've forgot I like them alive"
Sam chuckles "i'll take it for you" he grabs it and heads for the door
"Thanks Sammy" I smile
"No problem Row" he smiles closing the door behind him
I quickly change, noting Michael put my bags in here at some point.
I climb into the bed and lie back. Over the years i've cried a lot before I went to sleep, but these tears are different, these tears are happy. Because I feel like I belong for the first time in a very long time, these people are my family.
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