THE BOYS AND THE GIRLS

Days passed, months flew by and soon we were getting into the middle of summer. The boys were relentless with me as I tried to morph into someone stronger. Some nights I'd collapse from exhaustion and sleep through two days and nights before David threw water on me to wake me up. I had gotten the thing of flying down, kind of. I was able to fly to the ceiling but I'd hang there and climb down instead of flying to the next wall and so on. I had to concentrate on doing it still since I was still shutting some reluctant parts of my body down. In movies it took like a day to transform but nope, took a couple of months to do it for me. Tonight I wasn't doing anything.

I was sitting outside minding my own business and fixing Marko's bike as I looked up to the moon, listening to the wave's crash below me. The Boys were talking in the cave about things that didn't interest me but I was content out here, alone. I sighed and set to work on pumping air into Marko's bike. David had taught me a thing or two about fixing bikes so when Marko's crapped out the other night I offered to fix it, mostly to give me something to do through the nights they talked. I tossed the pump to the side and picked up a screwdriver. Lots of things happened over the few months. The Frog's had reopened their shop and whenever I walked by they were always talking to some kid with weird styled hair and clothes. He looked familiar but I didn't give much thought to it. The Frog's were better without me in their way, but, it still hurt inside to know that they had been my only friends here, my first friends here and I had thrown them away like they were nothing. I traced the crucifix indentation on my skin as I looked at the moon again, but the Frog's would always be a part of me now.

I sighed and pushed myself off the dirty ground as I threw the screwdriver to the side and began to walk down the steps, being alone really made me bring up old memories I never wanted to think about again-

Angela!

"Shut up! I swear to god I'll murder you!" I yelled out as my vision went fuzzy for a split second. I rubbed my eyes and I stepped on the screwdriver and made it sink deeper into the soft grassy dirt.

"Murder who?"

"Flying Jesus!" I yelled in surprise, flinging myself over Marko's bike as I heard a snicker in front of me. I glared and peeked over Marko's bike as David stood bathed in moonlight, his blue eyes appearing unearthly. Figures.

"Who're you murdering?" he asked again, eyes crinkling in amusement as I got up and straightened the bike, "Well?"

"Santa Clause is who. What are you doing up here? Thought you guys were having a POW wow" I sighed, watching as he lit up a joint carelessly.

"Wanted to check up on you." He stared at me as he stood at the edge of the cliff, the toes of his boots hanging over. I went to stand by him, "You've been quiet lately and you…well, I just witnessed it."

"You can say I'm crazy, no need to ramble about it."

"I don't ramble." He protested as he blew out smoke with grace. I watched him intensely, he looked at me and smirked softly, "You can stop looking at me now."

"Sorry Beauty Queen, am I making you uneasy?" I muttered, knowing I'd be blushing bright red if I could blush anymore.

"No, not really." He smirked, I glared. Arrogant bastard. David sat down on the edge of the cliff, one leg propped up with his arm on it, "I…hm."

"Okay then, totally not going to touch on the fact that you basically agreed with me that you're a Beauty Queen. What were you going to say?" I joked, nudging his shoulder with me knee, "Hello? Anyone in there? Davey?"

"Davey?"

"So now you answer!" I smiled and looked out to the dark black ocean, "C'mon, what were you going to say?"

"I was going to go to the Boardwalk tonight."

"That's…not surprising."

"The others won't go." David tossed his paper out to the sea and looked to me, "They're not very…hungry at the moment. I want you to come with me, there's something I want to show you."

I smiled and brushed my hair out of my face and nodded, I swear if he could blush he'd be blushing right now.

"Sure."

"C'mon then." David flung himself on his bike and I slid on behind him, he tore away from the bluff, his tires tearing up tufts of dirt and grass as we flew down the road. I peeked over his shoulder as we crossed the train tracks. Something in my stomach felt uneasy and I felt sick. I closed my eyes and waited for the ride to be over.

We eventually stopped in the neutral part of town where there were mainly factory buildings and closed down shops that were probably inhabited by gangs and runaways. David pulled his bike into an alleyway and I crinkled my nose at the smell, disgusting. David slid off his bike and I jumped off, staying close to him as we entered an old run down factory building.

"What're we here for?"

"I promised I'd tell you more about us." he looked at me over his shoulder as we began to walk down a hallway; David opened a door, "So we're talking."

"…we couldn't have done this gee, somewhere Freddy Krueger won't pop out from?"

"I know who that is." David mumbled as we walked up a set of stairs, the door shutting behind us with a soft click. My eyes adjusted quickly, like looking through night vision goggles almost, "and I want to show you something."

"Show me what?" I stopped and leaned against a railing as David opened another door which led into an attic. I stared up at the rafters before me as I entered the room slowly, like I was in a daze. I blinked and blinked again and fucking again. Whoa…no fucking way. I looked down at my feet and bent down to wipe the dust away to find a C carved into the wood. David shed his trench coat and tossed it on the ground as I traced the carved in letter.

"Ang…Angela!"

"What?" I stood up, looking around wildly as a broken in window shone in the sliver of moonlight on the floor. David stepped up next to me, "What?"

"…Nothing. Come here"

I looked around me wildly at the warehouse. I was in the same warehouse where Claire, Dana and Meg had lived in with me so many months ago, when I was their human slave. I walked over to David slowly. I glanced up at the ceiling expecting to see three hanging girls but there were only dark shadows. David walked around me in a slow circle, taking everything as well.

"What do ya think?"

I folded my arms as a cautious breeze swept through the broken window; I had to act like I had never been here before.

"It's…nice. Bat cave to big for you?" I smiled, walking around and staring out the window as David snickered, "Sorry, but I don't think you're stuff would fit here."

"We're not moving in here you daft girl; I'd rather die than sleep in this cramped hole." He laughed and stretched out his arms. I watched him from the reflection in the window. David has never been this…elated. I smiled as I tore off a small piece of wood from the building. I turned around and flicked the mini dull stake I had ripped off, it bounced off his chest.

"Ha, now you're dead."

"Really? Well if you ever want to see night time again…" he grinned and I rolled my eyes. When I looked back to where he was…he was gone. I stared at his empty spot, "Now who's feeling useless?"

I looked everywhere as his voice bounced around, my eyes narrowed as I tried to 'call on my inner species' as Paul called it.

"Still you." I called out, keeping close to the walls and the window, "And I totally mean that."

"I'm sure you do." He laughed again, "Unfortunately I think the same of you."

I stopped as I looked up to the ceiling…I didn't know why that comment hurt me so much. I brushed it off and looked up at the ceiling again, trying to locate him.

"Hurry up, I'm getting tired."
"Your fault for starting Hide the Vampire and let the other one Seek Him out without Clues. This could take hours you know."
"Clues, seriously?" I heard a soft breath behind my ear and I spun around only to be pressed back by David against the wall with his mouth inches from my neck, "you're a horrible vampire."
"I hate you." I breathed, feeling him pull back and gaze down at me thoughtfully, "and it's still your fault for making me what I am."
"In your dreams."
"Don't get any remember?" he smiled down at me and I closed my eyes as he ran a hand through my hair softly. Letting his fingertip run down my cheek, across my chin and to where I was sure my bra strap was showing, "Open your eyes Angela."

I opened them up to see my reflection in his crystal blue ones. He let go of my arm and it dropped to his chest lightly. He pressed closer to me and bent down to kiss my neck. I gripped his shirt harder as his teeth pressed into my skin then I froze as I felt him shift and cut into my skin.

Drinking my blood.

I couldn't feel anything as I collapsed against him and was brought down to the floor, my legs felt like rubber as he continued to lap up my blood. Small growls erupting from him and the pained ones I made filled the air around us. Oh god…I closed my eyes as he ran a hand down my shoulder again and sent shivers down my spine.
"Dav…." I gasped as he shifted again and tore my neck open a little bit more. I pushed harder against him as he growled low and deep. I could feel tiny shock of pain fly through my brain as I shoved harder and harder, "David…David!"

I pushed harder and felt him go flying into the wall opposite from me, crashing through it and sending splinters everywhere. I heard him land with a grunt somewhere down the stairs. I got up weakly, holding a hand to my neck to stop the bleeding and went after him slowly, my energy gone. My vision went fuzzy as I started down the stairs, he wasn't kidding when he said he'd kill me.

"David!" I yelled out, trying to smell him out but all I got was the result of dying flowers. I squeezed my eyes shut, trying not to fall down as I pressed harder into my neck, "David!"

"David…aw how sweet she's got herself a boyfriend." A sweetly acid like voice said behind me as I stopped halfway down the stairs. I turned around slowly and looked up at the silver haired girl above me, I felt myself go cold. The other darker haired girls stood behind angrily, "How you doing Angie?"
"…Claire." I whispered, watching her descend the stairs slowly and stop three steps above me with their hands on their hips, "Hello Meg, Dana."

"Traitor." Claire hissed and I felt myself go flying backwards down the rest of the stairs and screaming as my arm got impaled onto stray nails. Claire hadn't even touched me, at all. I screamed.

"Fuck!" Pain rocketed through my body like electricity and I saw David's face before me. He could still get away, "DAVID RUN!"

"Aw, she's screaming for her boyfriend Claire." Dana snickered as she descended down the stairs, "Shall I go check and make sure he's all ready for prom?"

"Whatever. Go." Claire waved a hand and then stood before me in an instant, "I think we need to have a talk little Angie, haven't seen you in months and months. Kind of like you ditched us for…hey, wait a minute. Didn't that platinum head guy look a lot like those guys that took off with Angie?" Claire asked rhetorically to Meg.

"You know, he kind of did Claire. Weird isn't it?" Meg sneered as she picked up a nail next to my still in shock body, "what was his name?"

"David. His name was David. And the guy she's yelling for is named David isn't it? Yeah, pretty weird isn't it? What would you say Angie?" Claire knelt down and pressed a nail into the palm of my hand as Meg jumped on top of me and cracked me in the face once. I screamed and tried to jerk out of her grip as Claire pressed the nail in further. She laughed in amusement before she ripped the nail out and licked it. She twisted to where Dana had gone "How's it going in there Dana!?"

Silence.

"Dana?!" Claire screamed again, "Fuck. Great, Meg go after her."

"Right away." Meg grinned and handed Claire more loose nails. Claire smiled and turned towards me again, picking my body up easily and throwing me up the stairs as if I weighed nothing. As if I was still human…

I coughed as I rolled into a corner, feeling my body break and crumble with every movement. I had cracked a pretty good dent in the flooring. I winced and gritted my teeth as Claire hummed and walked up the stairs. David better be out of here.

Be calm, you're fear stinks.

I looked up as I heard David's voice in my head. He was nowhere at all, I looked up at the rafters and spotted a trench coat and two knocked out girls. I groaned before trying to stand up but fell down onto my side again. Telepathy was annoying yet helpful.

Are you okay?

…you really have to ask stupid questions when someone's about to rip your head off don't you?

It's a habit.

Just stay calm.

But she's going to-

"He smells quite good." Claire smiled as she faced me in the middle of the floor; I managed to get up on one knee, "Your boyfriend I mean. You know what I find weird though? How you manage to land him…after all he's a vampire too. But I'm guessing you already knew that…and by your scent. I'd call you one too."

"Claire-"

"Oh save it. If I was offered the chance I'd pick David too…actually, I did pick David, a long time ago. How's the leftovers? Still secretive? Acts like he doesn't give a shit about you?"

I stared up at Claire and stilled…David had chosen her…I glanced above me where I saw David's blue eyes. I looked down as dread hit me in the stomach.

"But this'll just make killing you easier, now I don't have to worry about police getting all paranoid about another human death. What's even still weird is why those boys. Why those specific boys that you chose. Tell me…Tell me!"

She screamed and I found myself being kicked onto the floor beneath her and staring up at her dazedly and watching David's perfect face graze the moonlight. I felt blood cough out from my mouth. I ground my teeth together.

"Why him Angie?! Huh?!"

"His eyes." I blurted out, she sat back on her haunches like an animal and watched me curiously as I sobbed, blood running down my chin, "his eyes got me. There styles, the way they were free…the way they smiled at me like I was a friend. Their jokes…his eyes got me."

"Why'd his eyes get you sweetheart?" Claire said softly as she grabbed a piece of wood and snapped it in half, petting my head, "Tell me why."

"They said…they said so much which I knew he would never say." I watched as David's face above me went blank on emotion, "like they were lonely…like they had really nowhere to go and they were just waiting to go…I…I…I love him."

"What I don't get sweetheart, is why would you want to become like them? I mean, we never had any problems with The Lost Boys. Remember us telling you about them…you betrayed us Angela…and I can't live with that. You know, that night you went off we were going to make you one of us…one of the Girls. But no, it seems you wanted to become one of them…and I can't live knowing that I had a girl who turned us down for four boys. One in particular who doesn't even care what or where you are."

"Shut up." I growled, watching as David retreated into the darkness, "He's not like that."

"He is. I know David, Marko, Paul and Dwayne. Yes, I know all of them. While David might seem like a bi polar freak and yet act like he cares he really doesn't. Has he told you how many people he's killed? How many girls he's changed and killed?"

I looked up at her.

"He hasn't has he, that's fine. It took me a year until I found out. Your David had quite a reputation with the ladies back in the day, they always died though weird huh."

"Shut up!" I cried out. Claire snickered.

"Nope." She plunged to sharpened wood into my arm and I lost myself in my screams as the wood slid into my skin to easily and stabbed the floor beneath it. Claire suddenly spun around, ripping the wood out and leaving splinters embedded, "Oh, Hello."

"Shut up whore." I heard Dwayne's angry growl emit around me, "Paul get Angela. David!"

"Right here." David dropped down from the rafters with Dana and Meg clearly knocked out in his arms, he dropped them to the ground and harshly kicked Dana in the leg.

"Shh, it'll be all right." Paul whispered as he whipped the stake out of my arm and cradled me to his chest as I squeezed my eyes in pain. He lifted me up easily and Marko stood in front of us guarding, "Be quiet it's going to be okay."

"Well, well, well…if it isn't the Lost Boys themselves."

"Stand down Claire," David growled, I turned into Paul's chest as David's form shifted into killer mode. Fangs down and everything, "She's ours."

"You mean she's yours."

"Fuck off." Marko hissed, Dwayne joined in, "This isn't your place anymore."

"But you see it is isn't it. We made a pact remember? And I really don't feel like talking to Max at this hour do you? Besides she's perfectly fine. Look."

I felt David's eyes on me as Paul let me down; I just kept my arm close to my chest and leaned against Paul.

"I'm fine David really. I just…I'm fine."

"Since we're in this truth thing, let's review shall we?" Claire smiled sweetly and watched as Dana and Meg began to wake up, "Correct me if I'm wrong but I do believe I heard her say she loved you am I right?"

David and I locked eyes with each other before I looked away.

"Oh I am. Sweet…what about you David, what do you feel?"

David straightened up and his vampire face went away, replaced by a stone cold mask he always wore when something pissed him off.

"Just as I thought. Keeping women in the dark still aren't we? Well, let me refresh our darling's memory shall we?" Claire turned to me and smiled as Dana got up holding a hand to her head, "do you really think he was going to stop drinking your blood tonight?"

"Shut-"

"Because he didn't stop until you pushed him. Unlike his other victims who just remained glued to the spot as he drank from them."

"Stop." David hissed as Claire dug a piece of paper out of her pocket, "Claire don't you even dare."

"To late, already begun. This warehouse used to be an old factory right? Ever since the forty's or whatever. In the forty's David was the lady charmer…and this is where he took his women victims to kill…after six months of changing them into vampires. Here, proof."

She handed me newspaper clippings as I backed away from Paul…I reached out and took them, scanning over the names and words on the late newspapers…I read the three clippings over and over again.

She handed me newspaper clippings as I backed away from Paul…I reached out and took them, scanning over the names and words on the late newspapers…I read the three clippings over and over again.
"David Stewart charged with the killings of seventeen women found guilty and declared insane with the way he murdered his victims. Punctured their…their necks and drank from them somehow emptying the women's body completely of their blood…all killings happened at ten o'clock p.m. in the Winchester's factory, which will later be built as Jack's Warehouse to destroy the horrid memories that were held beneath it." I scanned down the other four clippings and whispered aloud again, "convicted felon and mass murderer David Stewart, has escaped the East asylum, killing Marlene Richardson and her teenage daughter Christine as they were entering to see a relative...completely drained their blood…David Stewart is out on the loose, all officials be aware."

I stared at the photo next to the article and glanced back up to David…same face, same eyes, just different hair and there was a frown on his face where as in the photo there was a small smirk. Claire was…she was right. He intended to kill me.

"You were part of our sisterhood. I intended to kill you tonight yes, but my focuses are now on the boys. Take care Angela Collins. Listen for my voice and I will grant you death." Claire whispered as she helped Meg stand up.

There was the cracking of glass as the girls took off through the window. I stood staring at the boy in front of me with his pupils dilated and baring his teeth at me in anger. I couldn't…I couldn't believe it. I let the clippings fall from my hands and fly along the floor to rest at David's feet. I was cracking like glass as the realization of Claire's words hit me again and again. I had read the time on Dana's watch as she had stood up, it was ten twenty. For twenty minutes I had been fighting to stay alive because I thought the girls were going to get me. Twenty minutes ago David had tried to keep his reputation up by the killings of his vampire ladies…I looked at each of them…and realized that they were in on it too.

"You were all in on it." I whispered into the silence as the boys moved to make a line in front of me. David in the front with Dwayne and Marko flanking his sides, "How…"

"Claire was lying Angela. Claire's always been a liar." Paul spoke up and went to put a hand on my shoulder, "We'd never-"

"GET OFF!"I screamed as I slapped his hand away and backed up to the window, ""GET AWAY FROM ME ALL OF YOU!"

"Angela calm down." David stepped forward. I sobbed and gripped the place where my heart would be, feeling something tear, rip and shred to pieces, "Angela I-"

"I'll kill you all."

"Angela please." David stepped forward, his eyebrows knitted together tightly as if he was worried, "Angela, this isn't you."

"And this is the real you? Who are you David?" I let a sob escape as I gripped my arm, spilling blood, "God, I knew I was stupid, after everything, it's kid of happened fast hasn't it? I let myself trust you, thinking that I could fit in with your family."

"You're a part of us Angela." Marko stepped forward, frowning in pain. I snorted.

"Claire might be a bitch but she's never lied to me."

"Angela! God Damn Listen to me!" David screamed. I smiled as I let my face slip back to its normal state, "I wasn't trying to kill you! I would never kill you! I'd never hurt you!"

"…" I turned around as David took a step forwards. I jumped out the window and to the ground below, hitting the floor with the balls of my feet and running through the alleys and down the streets. I couldn't even…I closed my eyes and felt the ground glide beneath me.

"ANGELA! COME BACK!" Paul screamed over the sound of my feet hitting the floor. I heard the sharp start of an engine as I flew around another warehouse.

I could feel the glass shatter that was my heart. I gripped my chest again as I jumped over a fence. I hurt so much, I hurt so fucking much damn, physical pain would've been easier to deal with. I couldn't…I had loved him so much. I had loved David like there was no one else in the world. I turned the corner and rushed past people as I looked behind and saw David and the boys ride past quickly looking left and right for me. I turned into a store and closed my eyes and let out a sob. I looked to my left to see comic books…Edgar and Allen were at the other end of the store talking to the blonde haired kid again. I tried to fry them into my head forever. It was time I did some damage, damage that only I could do. I was going to show David that I was stronger now, that I could…could…

I turned back out the store and made a short cut to the bike hangout…where I had first met the boys. I pressed myself flat against the wall as I hear David's engine roar by…down on the beach. I slid out and walked up towards the punks, they noticed me right away and began to whistle and check me out. I could fucking eat you guys for lunch…and I will.

"I want to make a deal." I said, one punk with blue hair snorted.

"What deal?" he grinned widely and flexed his tattooed arms, "A pretty thing like you could get into trouble with the…wrong crowd."

"Too late." I played along, smiling and twisting a strand of my hair in my fingers. I covered the blood that had soaked through with the rest of my hair, brushing it over the shoulder.

"So what about this deal I hear?"

"You doing anything for the next ten minutes?"

"…I don't know." He grinned and stepped closer, "Why?"

"Seriously, you're asking questions?" I grinned and reached forward and ran a finger over one of his tattoos.

"Dude she so wants some." On of the punks whispered behind him, blue-boy shushed him and threw an arm around me.

"Watch the bikes."

I led the punk down the stairs and underneath the pier where all the wreckage was, he was grinning wildly. I snorted; Déjà vu again.

"So how do you want to do this?" He grinned as I pushed him down on the sand and climbed on top of his lap. I held his face in my hands and smiled.

"Exactly how you are."

CRACK.

I let his body drop to the ground as I wiped the sand off my knees and ran back up to where the rest of the punks were after a few minutes. They all watched me as I went up to another blue haired man.

"Where's Steve?"

"He collapsed to early. His bike, he wants it." I held out my hands for the keys and ran a hand up the guy's chest, "Wants to have another go."

"…Here then…"

I gripped the keys to the dead punks' bike and climbed onto it and nice one actually. I smiled and started it on before taking off down the hallway and onto the sand down below. The men watched me as I made my way over to the dead man's body. This was just way to easy. I looked around before cutting the engine and getting off to where the man's body was. I was so fucking hungry. I laughed silently as I walked over to where the body lay.

Had been laying.

The body was gone. I looked up as a thud went off and I saw Steve's body hit the ground hard. A shape was standing in the pillars of the docks before me...and I also knew the shape of that figure to well. I backed up to where the bike was and glared as the figure dropped down and started to walk towards me.

"What do you think you're trying to prove Angela? You seem to forget that we know you inside and out." David appeared, walking around me with anger flaring in his eyes, "Oh, and I wouldn't try to run."

"Don't move Angela, he's not kidding." Marko whispered, appearing behind me as I mounted the bike and revved it on, "Don't do this Angela."

"Coming from the men that wanted to kill me, I don't have to listen to you."

"It's raining."

"It's raining." I heard Paul mutter besides Marko, I looked up to see tiny rain drops dot the beach.

"Don't you dare run." David cried hoarsely making it sound like he was screaming even though he only spoke words, "If you run I swear to god Angela."

"You'll what? Kill me?" I hissed, turning the throttle full blast and shooting off down the sand. I heard the angry screams of vampires around me as I sped down the beach, staying close to the salt water and trying to pinpoint where the boys were. No bikes were heard only the angry screams of them rang through my ears. I squeezed my eyes shut as I screamed at them to shut up! I still had David's bloody hands and face imprinted in my mind.

"ANGELA!" David screamed in front of me as I opened my eyes. I stared into his yellow eyes as he gripped my hands that were gripping the handles, "Don't fight me Angela."

"JESUS!" I screamed jerking to the side and finding myself being thrown into the ocean as the rain pelted me harshly.

I burst up out of the ocean, soaked to the bone and heavy with pain to find the four boys standing before me angrily casting shadows of the dead. I stood in the water staring hard as David's eyes stared down at me with fury.

"I told you not to run." David said hoarsely, as if watching me in pain hurt him. I spit out some water.

"Maybe I wanted a bath." I growled, my fangs slipping down and slicing my tongue a little bit, I wiped the hair out of my eyes and screamed as he did. Sounding as if I was only talking, "Why don't you join me?"

I was knocked down to the water again as David's fist caught my jaw. I laughed and got up as he moved through the water closer to me, flinging my fist out and catching him in the chest then again in the face as he bent over, I flung him down into the water and watched as he sprung back up and sent me flying onto the beach. I snapped my neck back hard and stared up at the rain pelting my body. I used my arm that wasn't beneath my body to get up to find David and me alone. I touched my lip to find it split and the hole on my arm was open again and bleeding like no tomorrow. David growled and dropped besides me, holding me up by my shirt and using his gloved hand to grip my face hard. I felt my face fall back and my canines sliced my tongue as they went in. Tears went down my cheeks as David held my by the shirt and let the rain pelt me. I was un-deserving of this life David gave to me; I was undeserving to even look at him at all. I had loved him…even as he beat me down I still loved him.

"Kill me." I whispered, "Please do it. I'm okay with you killing me. I'll walk back to…to the warehouse even. Please just kill me David."

"No. I told you I wouldn't."

"David please just do it!" I sobbed, weakly hitting him as I pushed myself in a weak standing position, "Kill me already! I want to die! I can't…I just can't live with you…without you…"

I buried my face in my hands as I dropped to my knees in the sand. David got up and wiped blood from his lip.

"You know where we are."

I heard his boots crunch the sand beneath him as I cried in the rain.

"I love you!" I cried out, facing the ocean and trying to stop the bleeding in my arm and heart. If I had turned around I would've noticed the way he stopped and stilled.