Little special reminder that i do not own anything there will be direct quotes from the movie all throughout this story those are obviously not mine the only character I own is Marly and I would love more reviews please im writing my butt off! haha hope you enjoy the chapter oh yes and sorry again for any grammatical errors im on a time limit here...

Chapter Three

(Vincent)

No. It was all wrong! Vincent grabbed the paper from the easel, ripping it to angry shreds before immediately starting to draw on another. She was the love of his life! How could he not remember her in every exact detail? The flow of her deep, burgundy hair..her toned body, lovely skin..her beautiful face.

"Marly." Her name tumbled like a prayer from his lips. "Come back to me. I love you. Please." Vincent had dreamed of her as they made love by the river in the moonlight. She seemed not to know him completely. These dreams felt so real causing him to almost break to insanity when he woke. He was almost prepared to leave to find her to see if she remembered and if she didn't then he would make her remember because he needed her and whether or not she knew it yet, she needed him too.

"Yes." He whispered a few hours later as he stared at the charcoal drawing of Marly, the perfect image of her the only color being the crimson highlights of her tresses. He ripped the paper off the easel and hung it on the wall before starting a watercolor of them by the river with her straddling him...his face hidden in shadow...

(Bo)

Kneeling on the floor in front of her preserved body in her coffin was always a mixed feeling for Bo. Something inbetween euphoria and disgust. Even dead, she was still worshipped..by Vincent and Lester even though he didn't realize it. It made Bo even sicker to realize she was mostly worshipped by him. Almost every night in this never ending funeral, never ending nightmare, never ending hell. He folded his hands and breathed in the smell of wax and blood, that's what their whole lives were based on..one for each brother. Wax, Decay, and Blood...

Bo didn't know how much time had passed. It was usually around now, when his knees ached and eyes burned with the flashing memories of his sins, did he finally get up to go wash and eat at the house.

He walked through the front door on still shaky knees to be welcomed by Lester at the stove burning something...

"Smells wonderful." He scoffed sarcastically. Lester paid him no mind as Bo went up the stairs, telling himself he wouldn't look tonight..that he would just go straight to the shower. But he didn't. Vincent had turned his room halfway into a shrine for Marly after a few months of waiting for her to return. He nudged the wooden door open with his boot, seeing the white dress hanging up that she wore her first day here. He would never admit it but they had lost a family member that day..and he lost what could have been..Lauren. With gritted teeth, he went to the shower to wash away yet another night of unforgiven sins.

(Marly)

The hand held out in front me was as pale and smooth as the moonlight itself. The chilly air rose goosebumps over my naked body causing my nipples to perk up. I'd been here before. The trees, the river, the man in front of me as every bit exposed as I was. I took his hand, letting his body heat disperse the chill from my fingers. The arousing smell of hot, melted wax came to me. I wasn't sure why that smell caused such a gush of dampness between my thighs but I didn't care because his fingertips were caressing down my body, making my heart hammer and my breath catch in my throat. I opened my mouth to speak but unseen lips crashing into mine, claiming me in passion. His fingers found my entrance and teased my folds to the brink of madness.

He found my sweet spot and he teased only making me wetter and gasping for more. He lifted me then, the usual feel of smooth bark against my back and his probing tip at my hot entrance.

"Who are you?" I managed to gasp.

"Come back to me, love." His erection slid deep...

"Marly, wake up." My shoulder was being nudged. I looked up into Nick's face, a little confused as to where I was until I saw the lights on a building through the car windshield. It was still dark. I leaned up off of Nick's chest in the dark of Wade's backseat..I was too tired to care about that fact.

"Are we here?"

"No. Just a rest stop." Suddenly the urge to pee overtook me.

"Yes. Bathroom. Piss." I mumbled and bolted for the door, earning a chuckle through Nick's usual asshole shell. I pushed through what I hoped was the women's bathroom door and was rewarded by the sight of stalls. Carly was washing her hands and Paige was touching up her makeup.

"Hey," Paige threw me one of her seductive smiles, and let me tell you I'm straight but sometimes her lips could make anyone swoon. "Done sleeping on Mister Muscles?" She teased and brushed some eyeshadow on.

"Was not." I mumbled, dropping into a stall.

"She was." Carly laughed. I drowned out their voices releasing my piss felt too good right now.

"Are we resting a bit longer to eat? I'm starving." I complained, coming out to wash my hands.

"We better be." Paige agreed. "I'd kill for some fries right now."

"Since when does 'Miss Perfect' eat fries?" I asked.

"Yeah, or Chinese takeout on Thursday night?" Carly crossed her arms. "You usually just bring a salad..no dressing." Now that I thought about it Paige did eat a greasy, fried eggroll but I had been too worried about getting home to notice.

"I'm just trying to keep an open mind...," She trailed off. "Okay, fine. i wanted to wait to tell anyone but I think..I think I might be pregnant..but I'm not completely sure! I need to make sure first. You know my timing is always off."

"Blakes?" I asked.

"Of course. I haven't been with anyone else."

"Okay," Carly said. "We won't say anything."

"Mm, fries." Paige said, dipping a crinkly one in the ketchup bowl. "I'm going to get more." She hopped up and went back inside the restaraunt. Carly and I looked at each other over our own burgers and fries, the girl ate like she was pregnant..

"Might as well eat now." Wade plopped down next to Carly. "Might be awhile before we get there." I just finished my whole basket and was reaching for my Coke when Paige sat back down and began attacking her fries doused in ketchup. Paige pulled out a paper, opening it on the table in front of me and Carly. After a few seconds she spoke.

"Mm, there's a place in Tribeca for three thousand." She said around her fry.

"That's still too expensive," Carly sighed. "Marly and I spend half our time interning, plus my school and I can barely squeeze in enough time waitressing."

"Well, just think about you guys. You can't stay at Waffle House forever." Paige smiled, her blonde hair shined in the lighting. "Well, I'm going to see what Blakes doing..he seems to like that care more than me nowadays." It was quiet for like a second before Wade spoke.

"Carly, you know I want to have a good time this weekend. Why did you have to bring Nick? Parents gave into bail?"

I didn't say anything as I moved to Paige's empty seat across from them. Everyone knew Wade and Nick weren't the best of friends. Seeing them next to each other just made them look cuter together, Carly had always reminded me of an elf or fairy with her small, soft features. She looked beautiful tonight with her hair halfway twisted up with a few curled pieces framing her face.

Wade had more of a soft boyish edge to him with silky hair but that just made him adorably Wade.

"Get a job." Came Nick's voice from behind us. We all turned in time to see him kick a homeless guys cup of change with Dalton trailing behind him. I rolled my eyes, was that camera stitched to his hand or what? I scooted over to make room and scowled when I got sandwiched between Nick and Dalton.

"Dalton, please don't film me..," Carly started and he whipped the camera to my face.

"Me either," I sneered. "The whole trip."

"Come on, man," Nick pushed the camera down. "You know Carly folds under pressure."

"Got somethin' to say?" Carly spat at Nick but he looked cooly untouched and took another swig of his beer.

"I think you've spoken enough for the both of us, don't you?"

"Nick." I said gently before sipping my soda.

"You guys are lame." Dalton retorted and headed off to Blake and Paige with the camera.

"So..," Nick slid closer to me and I tried not to appear tense. "I'm ready for more pillow action."

"Dalton, put down that damn camera!" Came Paige's shout from the cars. Despite the tension, everyone laughed.

"And that means time to go." Carly smiled at me.

I didn't fall back asleep. In fact, I made sure we both were in our opposite seats as Wade followed Blake on the two lane road.

"You mad at me?" Nick's voice came right in my ear and I jumped.

"No." I stuttered out when he smiled. He gave me that half-smile before leaning back to his side.

"This sucks." Carly said as we approached the arrow signs and yellow flashing lights.

"So much for our shortcut." Wade muttered, kissing Carly's hand. We pulled alongside Blake's car to ask what they wanted to do whe...Oh. My. God. I blushed. Paige's head was bobbing up and down over Blake's lap and his said it all.

"Oh. My. God." Carly gasped, half smiling as she echoed my thoughts. Wade honked causing Paige to jerk her head up and Blake to smile. She hit Blake then dialed her phone, getting catcalls from Dalton in their backseat.

"She's calling me." Carly laughed. " You are so busted!" She held up a tube of Chaptstick.

"I dropped my stupid lip balm!"

"Right!" We all hooted and laughed even I giggled a little, it was pretty funny.

"All right, we're pulling over. Camping out. It's getting late and we'll wake up early. You guys good with that?" We could hear her through the phone and we all agreed to pull over for the night.

"Hey," Wade nodded to a sign I barely saw. "Wax museum."

I suddenly had the strongest amnesia feeling then in my whole two years of recovering..had I been here before? Maybe we crashed near here? We drove over a little wooden bridge with what looked like a swamp underneath it. We parked in a grassy clearing before getting out and stretching. I stretched a little longer while the guys set up tents and a fire. After everything was situated I kicked back in a fold out chair next to Nick, who lit a cigarette and passed out beer bottles. I was getting pretty tired but I wanted to stay up a little later to see who would be 'tenting' with who. This De Ja Vu shit was really kicking my brain's ass.