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***Starting***
God why did Mike always have to be such a downer I mean here I am trying to enjoy myself and here he is popping out of no where and taking a shit on my party. The wind brushed my hair back and hit my skin but the feeling wasn't cold like it usually was just breezy and tingly and cleared my mind up a bit.
Stop thinking so negatively, it's just going to make you more upset, just let it go. Just focus on Marko. The feel of him against you. Wait where are we going again?
We came to a stop close to a party. I could tell it was a party from the loud music playing in the background of yelling and the scent of alcohol. The boys got off their bike and head over to some tree and climb it effortlessly. Marko hoisted me up and joined me in the tree. Mike on the other hand clumsily found his footing and eventually got up. We all stared at the partiers, Mike with confusion and the rest of us with a hunger, not easily seen by the untrained eye. Mike looked to us in a questioning manner and David told him still staring at the little group of drunks,
"Iniations over Michael, time to join the club." He then turned to Mike in a menacing way and the others did the same.
Drama queens... I thought to myself and I looked back to Mike.
Michael was taken back a bit and he then turned to me. I felt my face transform and twitch as my facial muscle form and reform themselves into a predators. I then slowly turned to Mike. The boys took to the party and dug in. I fought the urge to rip in also because Mike looked appalled. I decided to talk to him.
"Mike, it's no that big of a deal. I mean it's like killing a cow for a hamburger. It's survival of the fittest. We just happen to be on the top of the foodchain." I smiled to him trying to get him to except it. I almost forgot I had fangs when he gasped in horror, staring at my mouth. I quickly shut it.
"What have they done to you?" Mike asked. He then fell from the tree turning away. I then gave up trying to talk. I was done with his nonexceptance. I turned around and lunged for the closest person. I gulped and sucked and barely noticed that this guy fought, it only registered when I looked down to myself and my over the shoulder shirt was now ripped and reaching my wrist. I kicked his lifeless body cussing at him.
"Fuck you bro! I loved this shirt!" I screamed at this dead man throwing him into the fire. The boys had been watching me amused and I had also noticed none of them made eye contact with me. They just stared at my lace bra. I looked to them and I grabbed my sleeve and tied it back together with a plastic rubber bad that had been on my adorning my wrist until now.
"My eyes are up here assholes." I stated to them all laughing. We walked back up the hill and I saw Michael with his face as distorted as mine had felt.
"You'll never grow old Michael, and you'll never die. But you must feed!' David told him. Mike said nothing as he looked from each of us to the other. I decided to speak up.
"I know you want to Mike, and I know it feels, different? I know but if you just gave into this instinct that you keep fighting you would realize how great it makes you feel. You've had sex right?" I ask him. He nods slowly and I go on, " Yeah well multiply that by like 30. Yes that good Mike." The guys are ammused once more with my way of explaining things. Mike looked tempted but even more confused and he raced to his bike and zoomed off into the distance still not completely aware what to think.
"So blood is better sex?" Paul asked me amused. Marko growled to him quietly. Paul looked at him with his hands up and said, "We got it dude you got dibs or whatever she's yours it's just a question." I smiled and looked to Marko and kissed on the lips like I had been fantasizing about doing for the past 24 hours or so.
"That's sweet," I laughed to myself as he still looked stunned at my surprise attack. I continued, " Well it's better than any sex I've had." I confirm. Paul looks at me his mouth agape and his voice becomes high pitched like so helium sucking cheerleader and he says,
"You slut," jokingly. I laugh as he slaps my arm as well. I then slap his arm and raise my voice an octave retaliating,
"Skank!" he continues our catfight by calling me a whore.
"Uh-uh you bitch!" I exclaim snapping my fingers laughing until he then says something that actually hurts.
"Your mama is so fat she rolls on both sides of the bed!" Even though I knew we were just playing and that none of this was meant to hurt, that one stung a bit. I know he didn't know about my mom and it wasn't his fault but I couldn't help the tear that dripped salty down my right cheek. I looked down ashamed of showing such an
emotion in front of them. I'm being weak. I then recall something my mother used to tell me all the time.
"It's all fun and games. That is until somebody get's hurt." She was right
"Is your mom obese or something? Because is she is I'm so sorry, no offense." Paul said his voice back to it's deep raspy state. I just shake my head trying my best to suck it up.
"Hey what's the matter?" Marko asks me. I then notice that this is the most he has ever really said to me. How could I have fallen for this guy I hadn't even had a solid conversation with? I don't know how we did it but we did. I keep my head down until I trust myself to speak.
"It's nothing," I smile to them. David looks at me scrutinizing my every movement in his mysterious, blue eyes. He pulls out a cigarette and lights it taking a puff, never looking away from me. He then nods and says.
"No, there's something wrong. What is it Skyler?" his voice is hypnotic and I'm half tempted to tell him, to confide in them all. But I don't want their pity,I don't want to be looked at differently.
"Nothing, nothing is wrong can we please move on?" I ask him pleading and now it is Dwayne who talks.
"If you're worried we'll pity you, we won't. We pity no one." he confirmed as if he had read my thoughts like a book.
"You guys want to know that bad?" I look to them and they nod in anticipation.
"Well for starters, I'm not who I used to be. I used to care for everyone and everything," I laughed at the practical joke that was my life and continued, " I mean I was seriously a vegetarian until the accident." I continued to pour out my life experiences over the past year or so. About my perfect cookie-cut out family. About my transition from "Little Miss Sunshine" to " Little Miss Who-Gives-a-Fuck?" as I bluntly referred to myself as those two different people who were both essentially me.
When I finally finished this long epic of a story David said he had someone he wanted to introduce me to. Someone named Max?
*****sorry so short lately i'll try to make them longer chapters!*****
