Terribly sorry for the delay. Better late than never though Aye? I knew what I wanted to happen at the end of this chapter, but wasn't sure how to start it. So I hope it's ok.

Please forgive me for any spelling/ Punctuation mistakes I have probably made and failed to correct.

I don't own. Only my OC's.

He had been sighted every now and again with the boys that everyone avoided. It was rare to see him with anyone else, it was why a few people were moving out of their way as they walked past. The girl always sent them curious looks whenever this occurred, but her attention was quickly stolen by the child again.

But a few new comers to the Boardwalk smiled at his animated form, believing that the two were in fact brother and sister.

If it wasn't for the fact that every now and then Laddie looked around at the people surrounding us, I would have been sure that he wasn't actually so keen on finding his brothers. For the past, however long we had been walking around for, he had not been able to find them. But he seemed more than happy to be holding my hand and telling me stories about his brothers.

The two of us were currently sat on the stairs that led down towards the beach, and thanks to some spare money I had kept in my bra, eating ice cream. My first since coming back to Santa Carla. I was a little more than relieved to find that it hadn't changed at all. It was still as delicious as it had been when I was a kid.

No words passed between us for a while. We were just happy to eat our frozen treats. Or in Laddie's case get most of it around his mouth, and somehow on his right eyebrow.

We giggled as I wiped his face. It was at this point I realised, I was happy he had bumped into my legs. If it hadn't have been for Laddie, I would probably be walking home right now, wondering what the hell Amy's problem was. But the little guy beside me, kept my mind occupied.

"So squirt, are we actually going to find your brothers now?" I asked as I threw our trash away and took his offered hand again. He nodded but looked a little sad at the thought. "No need to look so sad little one. If it's me you wanna see more often, I'm here most nights." I said with confidence, throwing him a wink. His face lit up again, as did mine as a soft breeze blew across us causing me to shiver.

My shirt was still tied up, and it was probably a logical idea to put it back to normal. But there was a part of me that just didn't have the heart. It felt like if I put it back to normal, it would feel like that dance had never happened.

His grip on my hand only got tighter as we made our way towards the entrance of the Boardwalk making me wonder if he had known all along that this would be the place to find his brothers. We had after all, been avoiding this part of the Boardwalk ever since we started looking.

We passed the Surf Nazis, who started calling out to me, asking who my boyfriend was, I of course ignored them and the urge to flip them the bird. A kissing couple only a few feet away from them, who looked as if they were actually licking each others tonsils, and a few people who just seemed to be milling around the area.

The carnival music was quickly drowned out by another song. "Beauty Has Her Way" was playing softly in the background. Great, now that song would be stuck in my head all night.

"Dwayne!" Laddie's voice shouted from next me. His hand escaped mine before I could say anything. I watched as he walked quickly over towards four bikes.

And on those four bikes?

The four guys from the Carousel, the Video Store and the concert were all there. It hadn't dawned on me that the guy with the mullet hadn't danced with me. Until now. Instead of wondering who the hell these people were, my mind could only think of one question: Was there something wrong with me, for him to not want to dance with me?

I shook my head of that thought and watched as Laddie was helped up onto a bike to sit behind the dark haired guy. The other three were already watching me. The leader with a cigarette dangling from his lips that were in the form of a smirk. The other two merely looked curious, as if they wondered what I was going to do next. The dark haired guy looked up now that Laddie was safely situated behind him.

Being this close to them, caused a flame of recognition to ignite in me. And it wasn't just from having seen them the past few times.

I took a deep breath, attempted to find my courage and went to take a step towards them when I felt a hand on my shoulder.

I looked up to find the owner. Shelly. Eugh. Her arm was now draped across my shoulder and her hand kept me bolted to the ground.

"Conan." She acknowledged me with a sickly sweet voice and an obviously fake smile.

"Shelly. You're touching me." I folded my arms across my chest, forgetting about the handsome guys that were still watching me. "I don't like it when you touch me. I don't know where you've been." I made a point of flicking my gaze behind her at Greg. I really didn't want to know where she her hand had been when it came him.

"I have something to show you." She managed to ignore my comment, but only just. I had seen that smile flicker. That was more than enough to make me smirk.

"What?" I asked, hoping I sounded bored.

With the arm she had around me, she turned me slightly and pointed her free hand towards the kissing couple. Her bangles jingling as she did.

"What about 'em?" She really knew how to get on my nerves.

"Look closer." She whispered in my ear. She let go and stepped backwards out of sight, I assumed to stand with Greg.

I should not have listened her. Something in my mind was telling me not to.

I shouldn't have listened to her when I was ten, and she told me that a monster lived under my bed and crawled out from underneath when I fell asleep. I didn't sleep in my room for two weeks.

I shouldn't have listened to her when I was five and she told me the dead Gold Fish my Dad had flushed down the toilet would swim back up and bite my behind if I sat down on the seat. Every time I sat down, I had a terrible fear that that was exactly what would happen.

I shouldn't have listened to her now, as I looked closer at the couple.

The guys hair was a mess, and wasn't getting any better from the hands that raked through it now. His jaw was covered in stubble, and his muscles were on show.

The girls chest was pressed incredibly close to they guys. It was a chest that had been pressed into mine, only a few days ago.

I swallowed and literally felt the colour drain from my face.

"Hey Carter." Shelly shouted from behind me. It wasn't a shout of greeting, it was a shout of 'Look at us, we're over here.'

At the sound of his name, he turned. His lips were so swollen from the rushed make out session, I could see them clearly from this distance. They both panted a little as their gaze settled on me.

Carter had the decency to look a little shocked. His eyes widened slightly, and as he looked from me to shelly to Amy, he looked a little panicky.

I could feel the tears working their way up, but I took another deep breath and willed them back down.

As I turned away from the scene, I held my head high. Unfortunately, I couldn't control the speed my feet walked at. But I didn't run. I would save that for when I was out of sight. The tears too.

"CONAN." Carter shouted behind me as if his voice would make me stop.

I only walked faster as the tears were threatening to fall any second now.

But I would not give them the satisfaction.

Not now. Not ever.

So tell me.

What do you want to happen next?

Leave me your thoughts?

LOVE YOU!