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People stared at the group of Motorcycles cutting through the crowd to get to a covered area, where other bikes sat that could looked down at the beach, one of the highest points on the dock.

Once David put the bike in park, we climbed off him after me. I stood by them as they leaned against the railing looking out at the people and whatever else caught their eyes. I couldn't help but look at people as they stared at us. Girls watched them as they walked by as if they were struck on the head with a hammer, while their boyfriends angrily grabbed their arms or waved hands in front of their faces.

Even though people had moved away from them, it didn't stop Paul from walking over to a girl standing by herself and smoking.

This made me look back at the boys "You guys are sure sticking out." I said, so much for my plan to blend in.

"It happens," Dwayne said. "If we want our territory back, we got to show the people, that we mean business."

"I don't really think that stuff still happens around here, or at least I never seen any gang-related problems since I've been coming to Santa Carla."

"There's always someone in charge, were just gonna have to find out who." David said looking my way.

After a few minutes of Paul talking to the girl she made a small laugh and walked away from him, making him come over to us with a confused look on his face.

"Dude is there anything on my face?"

"Oh I didn't tell you about the dirt smeared across your right cheek, then yes, I'm sorry you look ridiculous." Dwayne said laughing. I smiled a bit and looked over to see David doing the same.

"That chick told me to crawl back into wherever hole I came out of. That I smelled like week old trash. Wait." He lifted his arm up and sniffed pulling back a disgusted face.

"Whoa, man that stinks." Dwayne and even David a little moved their coats over to smell inside.

"You stink just as bad." Paul said as he moved away from Dwayne. Picking something off of his shoulder, which looked like a piece of skin and dropped it on the floor.

"More blood should help with our smell, but I can't say the same about our gear." David said, holding the ends of his long coat and looking down the arms. Wait if their skin could get well enough to not smell, I mentally punched myself thinking about me foolishly letting Marko take a shower. Oh he's gonna get it when I see him.

"Why don't you wash them?" all three of them looked at me.

"Us wash our clothes? That's woman's work," I furrowed my brow at him, giving him a look that said "really?" he caught that and said "sorry, we never really washed our clothes before it was always done for us." Dwayne punched Paul slightly into the shoulder, looking at him with a nod in David's direction, as if saying for him to shut up.

David's face didn't change, from the hard-calmness it seem to always have, but I could tell something was eating him by the way he suddenly shook his coat out. Could he be talking about my Mom?

"I could do it," They all looked at me even David with a raised eyebrow. "I did it for Marko, I guess I could do the same for you too."

"So are you saying we can come home with you, take off all our clothes and you'll take care of us?" Paul smiled flirtatiously walking over to be on my other side.

I furrowed my brow and straighten "No, I can bring them with me when I go home, then bring them back to the boardwalk tomorrow night or if there's a laundry matt around here I could do it there. But you're not coming home with me."

"That's mighty kind of you." David said. Yes, I can be kind, and maybe it can save me one day, my vast amount of kindness.

As he continued to stare at me, Markos bike sounded from behind us and stopped on the others side of Dwayne's bike. He hoped off and jogged over handing David a large box.

David opened the box and inside were individual packs of smokes. "Thank you, Marko." He said with a smile, patting one of the packs and opening the top.

"Yeah." Marko said standing in front of me, giving me a corner smile and wink.

David put one cigarette behind his ear and put another in his mouth. I suddenly remember about the lighter in my bag and sifted through it bringing it out, to hand to David. Which with cigarettes still in his mouth, he smiled and took it to light the smoke. He inhaled deeply and closed his eyes. The smoke was in his chest for a few seconds.

"Do you smoke?" He asked after exhaling. I shook my head no, and just said "it's for, in case of emergency uses."

Paul smacked Markos shoulder with the side of his hand, and shrugged his shoulders as if saying where was his, but Marko reached into his coat pocket and handed Paul the pot that was outside the kitchen of my grandma's house, along with a box of rolling paper.

He closed his eyes and smiled, while grabbing Marko's shoulder. "Oh Yes! Thank you."

I watched Paul start to turn away from people, to be nonchalantly secretive. And I just had to tell him "It's legal now." He looked at me with shock. "But I don't think its ok to roll up a joint in public though." He smiled down as he continued to roll out one of the plain water papers.

"That's good news, I'm already starting to like it back."

I felt a hand grab mine and I looked down to see Marko putting a pack of Skittles. Which I closed in my hand looking to Marko with a thank you.

"Hey Marko, wasn't there a Laundry place around here?" Paul said rolling up the joint and taking the lighter from David as he passed it over.

"Yeah, I think so, but I don't know if it's still in business. Why?"

"Well apparently, hot shot over there," Dwayne motioned to Paul "tried to get a date but she said he smelled like trash." He grinned.

"Well, we have been dead for 30 years, not really a turn on to anyone." Marko said grinning.

"Well let's go see if that place is still there, I wanna get this done so we can get some!" Paul said looking at me with a wink. I just pulled a corner smile and rolled my eyes.

They started to walk and follow Marko as he went passed the bike to get to one of the allies that would take us out to the street on the other side of the boardwalk. I checked my phone clock: 1:25 hopefully it wouldn't take too long so I could get home.

It was about a block down almost on the end of the street, close to a ghetto looking neighborhood.

"She still stands." Marko said walking close to it.

"How did you know about this place?" I asked as I stepped over what looked like used syringes and lots of broken bottles.

"I know my way around but it didn't use to look so trashy before." Marko said walking up through the doors.

It was practically runned down with old very used washing machines and dryers. With white walls that for some reason had a small tint of lime green. There was only two people inside. An older man reading a newspaper as he sat by a moving dryer and a woman, who looked homeless folding some clothes on the other side.

I looked around and saw on the back wall, that they did have soap dispensers. I walked over to it and pulled out my change purse to put quarters in.

A small bottle the size of my phone slid out, great I was gonna need more than just that. As I fished for more quarters Dwayne, which appeared next to me, put his hand on the side of the locked door and without any effort pulled it open breaking the lock and out fell many bottles of soap.

"Thank you." I smiled to him, which he returned and walked back to the boys, David was sitting down on the end of the bench, Paul was sitting on the folding counter swinging his legs back and forth and Marko was across from him watching me from the side, leaning against a set of stackable washing machines.

As I grabbed the 4 bottle that would do putting the rest in the machine and tried to shut the door the best I could. I walked back to where Marko and Paul were, laying the bottles next to Paul. As he grabbed one and tossed it in the air. I put my bag down behind Marko on the washing machine. I looked them over and decided to start with their underclothes, then pants and jackets.

Wait. I had the soap but something else was missing, and to me it was very important.

I looked over to the old man that was now taking his clothes out of the running dryer and started laying them on the folding table across the way. But dropping some. Quickly, I walked over to help the old man that was having a hard time bending over.

"Oh thank you, sweetie heart." His old tired eyes looked up to me as I stood next to him to hand him his clothes

"Your welcome," he smiled at me, as I put my best smile on and continued to ask him something that was going to be weird. "I was wondering, sir, if I could borrow some of your clothes?" he looked at me very puzzled. The old man was small and pretty skinny. His clothes could fit them, but it was a better option then just having them all sit together under a blanket, that would look ridiculous.

"Why, young lady?" he asked doing his best to fold his worn down shirt.

"It's for my friends," I gestured to them sitting around and they were all watching me as I talked to the older man. He didn't say anything as he looked around to all the boys then back at me.

"I'm going to wash their clothes right now, and they don't have anything to cover themselves with." I moved my hands using my body to show the private areas I was indicating to cover up. He looked at me and then got what I was saying, by moving his mouth to say a silent "ohh" and nodded.

"How sweet of you, but why don't they just go home and do their own clothes, why do they need to use a young pretty girl to do it for them?"

"I was asking myself the same question," I laughed a little "but they don't have a washing machine and I told them they stunk really bad and couldn't walk around the boardwalk anymore because all the people would turn and run, due to the smell." I grinned and the old man laughed, I turned my head slightly and saw all the boys grinning my way.

"I'll be willing to pay, for the trouble." I quickly pulled out a $50 dollar bill I was saving and lifted it to the old man. He closed his hand over mine and said to "keep it." He then pulled out some t-shirts and pants for each of the boys and went to hand them to me but stopped with a questionable look.

"Wait, don't they have any other clothes?" opps I didn't think of that, I mean how to answer. I couldn't just say that that was all the clothes they had, they were "young" looking young men, and Young people didn't just have one pair of clothes in this time and generation.

"Umm…they…" the electric wave hit me as David stood by me and stared at the old man, which he very slowly looked up to David.

"Hand her the clothes, please." The old man didn't take his eyes away as he handed me the clothes and I leered at David.

"You didn't need to do that." I said to David and he moved his eyes away from the old man to me. "I had it under control." I watched David as he walked back over to the bench and sat while lighting another cigarette.

I turned my eyes back to the old man. "Thank you." I said with a sad smile. He smiled back and went back to folding his clothes.

I walked back over to Marko as he stood and smiled at me. "Can you please get me their clothes and have them wear a pair of these. They can change over there," I pointed to the back of the store where a row was hidden." He took them from me and walked over to the boys. It would have to do since there wasn't a bathroom. I took my purse and turned it over to have things pulled out to grab more change from the bottom. After dropping 4 quarters in washing machine I turned the nob and it poured water. While I Dumped 2 bottles of soap in the bottom, Marko came over to me at last and threw in underclothes and shirts in the first load.

"Thank you." I think he got it, that I didn't want to mess with their dirty underwear at least until they were washed. He nodded and laid the rest of the clothes on the washing machine next to me.

As I did the same to their pants and jackets, setting the jackets on a gentle mode. I walked back over, I couldn't help but grin looking at the guys. They looked so uncomfortable, in the almost too small, clothes from the old man. David had the best pick of the clothes, a navy blue t-shirt and black short. Dwayne had an unbuttoned down shirt with brown shorts and Paul white t-shirt and white shorts.

My grin grew wider as I watched Paul, struggled to sit right. Oh so satisfying, I may or may not of took a picture. Maybe I could use it against him in the near future? He would deserve it since he's tries too much to be seducer, maybe show some girls his vulnerability.

"It shouldn't take too long." I said walking over to them, trying to hide my smile.

"I hate this so much, I feel naked." Paul stood up and started to walk around the shop with no shoes on.

"Just think about, smelling better and possibly pick up chicks." I grinned sarcastically.

"Possibly?" He ran right behind me picking me up putting his arms around my legs I could almost feel the ceiling under my head. "See picking up chicks is easy." He smiled. I couldn't help but admire his persistence. I mean it's not like he wasn't attractive, he was, I knew so many of him back home. But he had something they didn't, charm.

The buzz from the washing machine was called my name.

"You can put me down now." I said, He smiled setting me down, I walked over and opened the lid. Marko rolled over a cart and I put the clothes in it and handed Marko 2 quarters to put in the dryer. He rolled it over throwing the clothes inside and closing the door.

I waited as two more buzzes sounded and did the same to the other loads. Drying the clothes was going to take much longer than washing them. As I moved from the last dryer I had looked in the store and the lady that was in here had left and the old man was still sitting on the bench away from the boys probably just to wait for his clothes.

I walked over to where everyone sat, Marko and Paul sat on the bench across from David, and Dwayne was sitting on David right which meant the available spot to sit down was on David left. He didn't seem uncomfortable at all as he crossed his legs and had his left arm over the back of the bench and the sound of my footstep made him look my way. I sat beside him, not very close almost on the edge of the bench with my hands in my lap.

"So why don't you tell us about yourself." David said, after awkward silence.

"Me? well I don't know what to say, my life isn't that important," I shouldn't have said that, in their eyes human life was something they could take at any moment, even mine, if I didn't keep my mouth shut and not say things that would give David a reason to question keeping me around.

"That's not true, you're very important to us, without you we wouldn't be here." I looked up to him, well that reassuring and I couldn't help thinking "yes and without you my mom would have never met my dad and I wouldn't be here either."

"Well, I'm 19, I don't live in Santa Carla,"

"What? That sucks," Paul said across the way. "Would really like to see you every night."

"I'm not in college yet, even though my parents want me too but I just don't know what to do. They want me to shoot for the stars since they never really did. I guess you can say they can be Overprotective sometimes, but I don't really do things like stay out late, or basically anything troublesome, which is where my brothers come in they are different when it comes to that. Twice the trouble and never get caught. They're much more socially out there then I am, I've only made a few friends I don't talk to very much. They went on with their lives college and what not."

"No boyfriends either?" Paul said looking over to me.

"No. Couldn't find someone that sparked my interests."

"And what interests pray tell?"

"What are you taking notes?" I said turning my head with a slant.

"Oh no, just curiosity." He said with a smile.

"I'm just your typical, human girl, nothing more really. I like movies and music, as do most people." My life was simple, even though it was much more than I could ever imagine on the outside. Newly founded information like vampires, is a real game changer.

"Well you're not that typical, other girls don't go out and explore caves. Let alone have 4 new vampire companions." Marko said leaning forward to motion to each one of them.

Companions? I looked at it as, I was like a pet to them now, someone that they indeed owe a lot too unless my true identity did come out. I think to them it would be the world's greatest karma, to my family. But I just had a few more days left and we would be on our way back home, after that it could be all history and that was a bridge we'd cross when we got to it.

It seemed like the clothes couldn't dry fast enough even though it had only been about 30 minutes, I would just look outside at the cars passing and not very many people.

"Man I could really do with some tunes right now." Paul said. It was getting pretty boring just sitting there but I almost had no idea what they listened too. I mean I have listened to a lot of 80's music in fact I think most of the music I have, was from their era.

"What do you want to listen too?" I asked him, holding my phone out from of my pocket. He quickly came over to me, making me move over to sit close to David and looked at my phone. I turned my head to see that I was under David arm now and close to his side, I shyly smiled up to him and when I turned my head back to look at Paul who was looking at my phone sideways, from the corner of my eye David hand fell little to be right over my shoulder. I paid it no mind and took the phone back from Paul and switch over to music.

"I have a good amount of 80's music so it should help a lot." I left it on the music list for him and showed him how to move it up.

"Oh yes!" He pushed the screen and music began to play.

The boys took turns looking though the music, playing almost anything rock, like Bon jovi, Foreigner, Rush and Def Leppard. It wasn't till Paul's next song that made me want to roll my eyes playing "Send me an Angel by Real life."

With this I couldn't contain my blushing as he lip synced to the words, to me. And I couldn't hold back my smile as he dramatically started to dance by falling to his knee, then at the choirs parts to "send me an Angel" raising his arms up high to the heaven and then lowering them down to me. He then lowered his hand down to mine for me to take and I quickly shook my head, no. I was not a dancer, I mean I wasn't born with two left feet or anything, I just felt too embarrassed when I danced in front of people. As the song was ending it had been left on shuffle which the next song played "You spin me Round by Dead or alive" and that's when Paul grabbed both my hands and pulled up.

He kept up with the lip syncing and shook his body to the beat, placing a hand behind my back, pulling me along with him making me dance with him. I was probably beat red with my huge grin as he turned me around and around.

I was lost in the moment, forgetting about the guys, probably watching us move around as if we were in the music video. When the song grew low and ended Paul bowed down in front of me, I just had to wave him off with my right hand and took my steps backward back to the bench.

"Having fun?" David said behind me, I turned toward him and smiled.

"Surprisingly yes," I said "I don't really dance in public, in my bedroom yes but out in the open?" I shook my head no. The buzz from the dryer went off and it was my que to take out there now clean clothes.

Marko helped by handing Paul his clothes first as I took everything out of the dryer and set them on the folding table.

As I handed Dwayne his clothes he smiled at me and said "Thank you." He didn't really talk much, I guess Paul was to make up for that. I watched him move over to the hidden area alongside Paul and the wave from David met me. I turned to him handing him his long sleeve black shirt and quickly handed him his folded black boxers and pants. But before he moved he took off the Navy blue shirt in front of me and I moved my eyes away for a minute but ended up looking back to him as he took his clean shirt arm in arm and pulling it over him. He handed me the blue shirt and walked over to the hidden area, with the rest of the clothes and I sighed with relief.

"I can't remember the last time, I felt something so warm and soft on me. Beside a-"

"if you're going to say what I think you are keep it in that head of yours." He was going to say a woman's body I just knew I was right by the way he suddenly laughed and walked out from behind the wall of washing machines, his netted shirt and pants on. I didn't want to hear of women he had been with, mostly for the large amounts of details he'd probably put into it.

All that was left were the jackets, which in good timing went off when the rest of the boys put on their socks and shoes. I was smart enough to take off any jewelry that would have been hanging off, before washing them. Which were laid by my bag that were moved by Marko.

I gave Dwayne his jacket first, along with the red scarf which he hung on the back of his pants. With Paul's I had taken all the safety pin off but no way was I going to put those all back in and the string of metal that was down his right side. Which clipped on to the top and on the side where a large metal pendent was. David only had one metal which I was turning around in my hand, it looked like a star, and between each points it was red. I placed it back onto his jacket before he walked over.

"Thank you, thank you…" Paul said as he pulled me into a tight hug, I patted him on the shoulder.

"Your welcome." I said after he lit me go and I pulled my bag onto my shoulder. I looked up as Dwayne rubbed the top of my head walking pass to follow Paul out the door.

I walked back over to the old man that was still sitting in the Laundry matt handing him his clothes back.

"I'm sorry for making you wait, can I please help you take your clothes to your car?" I had folded the clothes before placing them in a bag I found near the back sink and put them inside.

"That's very kind of you, but you keep them, it looks like they need them more than Me." he was indicating toward the boys who were walking out the door.

I picked up one of his bag off the floor and followed him out to where his little car sat at the end of the street outside. He unlocked the door and I placed the bag inside the back.

"If you don't mind me asking, why did you stay if you were just going to give them the clothes?" I said as I stepped back from him closing his back door.

"I wanted to make sure you were alright first."

"Me?" I said giving him a confused look even though I didn't think he could see my face with the only light being from the neon sign that said "open" right above me.

"You are a sweet girl, and those boys look like trouble, I don't know how you got mixed up with them but I guess you remind me of my granddaughter." I had to admit, it had brought me to a bit of tears hearing him feel this way, and it made me missed my Grandpa so much.

"Don't worry, I can handle them, I promise I'm a lot stronger then I look." I smiled and gave him a hug, which he took. And I placed the money in his coat pocket when he wasn't looking.

"Ok sweet heart, its late you better get home now." He said slowly getting into his car and shutting the door. I waved to him as his moved on down the road up the hill, thankfully passing the ghetto. I happy to know he didn't live around here.

My hair stood on end as David arm went around my shoulder.

"What do you think he'd say if he knew that a sweet girl like yourself brought back death to the boardwalk?" I sharply looked up to him. He wasn't wrong, I wasn't as I seemed, and people would think I was a monster bringing them back.

"Maybe I fantasized about you all changing your ways. No more killing innocent people, might keep you out of harm's way even." I still had my eyes on him and he smirked.

"Is that all you could fantasize?" He said close to my ear. I walked out of his arm but he grabbed my arm to pull me back.

He didn't say anything for a bit, but looked over my face as he was thinking as he does a lot and smiled again. "I guess, we can be willing to make some changes." I let out a mental sigh of relief. We could be getting somewhere with this. If he was willing to make these changes, what else could they do?

"I like the sound of that." I told him.

He put his arm around my shoulder again and we turned around to catch up with the boys. They joyfully walked down the street clean and ready to hit what was left of the night they had, heading back to the boardwalk.

They talked mostly to one another and David's arm still stayed over my shoulder as we got close to a colorful building and he stopped to look at it, as did all the boys. It wasn't on the boardwalk itself but near the parking lot. A store that sold music call "Raving It."

I wondered why they looked at it, so closely. "Did you guys want to go in?"

"No." Said David and continued to walk, taking his arm off from around my shoulder. He was upset about something. I should ask Marko later about the shop.

"Group of chicks 11 o'clock! Time to work some magic." Paul said back to us and quicken his pace to get ahead of them, to beat them before they reached the next ally, which we took to bring us to the other side, 3 or 4 girls walking together walked up close to the boys once we made it to the other end. The boys all lounged about against the posts, the girls slowed down to move up close to them. As they began to interact, I acted as if I wasn't with the boys, turning to walk around them to the other side of the boardwalk, where the railing that looked down at the beach, was. No need for me to ruin their game, I just hoped it was out of fun and not just for a bloodbath.

Very few people were left, on the walk. I watched as it was mostly teens staying out late, I being one of them. I checked the time on my phone: 2:55.

When I looked up from the phone I could see the boys continue to talk to the girls, Paul having 2 under his arm, and playing with the hair of a girl with curly blonde hair. Each girl looked like they were in the 20's, mature by the way they dressed and with painted up faces. One girl that was under Paul's right arm was pointing her thumb behind, motioning toward the end of the boardwalk. And they all started walking that way.

Marko looked back to me and almost started to walk over to me when I waved him with a smile saying "go on, I will follow behind" I said lowly. He continued on with the boys and the group of girls.

"What gentlemen to walk pretty girls to their car" I thought, I didn't mind the impressions they made on the female species. They were all attractive and could probably get any girl buy how old school they were. I was mostly just burnt out it was another long day, but I knew I'd sleep like a rock tonight.

I took one step at a time looking down at my feet giving the boys their time to mingle. Putting my hands behind my back, holding the bag of clothes from the old man, breathing in the cold salty air. It was peaceful, the night, the sounds of arcades machines and roller coaster had died and all that was left was the closing of shop doors and the waves rolling in on the shore.

As I daydreamed, someone's shoulder collided with mine making me drop my bag. I quickly leaned down and picked up my stuff when a familiar voice spoke.

"Oh boy, look who it is!" I looked up from my squatted position to see the two guys from before, Red and Strips except today Red wore a black shirt with words and Strips a teal tank top with a picture of palm trees. Plus another guy I hadn't seen before, all standing above me. I still didn't know which one was Kevin but it really didn't matter, I wanted to make little to no interaction with these guys as much as possible.

"Pleasure to see you two again," I said sarcastically, straightening up.

"Looking for your bros again." Strips said in a sarcastic way back.

"Actually no, just trying to be left alone on the boardwalk." I walked away from them. Looking to see that I had lost the boys.

"Why don't you want to hang with us? Don't you know, were the head honchos around here?" Red said.

"You guys?" I grinned to myself. Were they serious?

"Yeah we are, we have a lot of cousins around here. Big family and lots of friends." As they continued to follow after me and I wasn't going to try to make myself seem unsettled by their persistent badgering, so I still kept a steady pace.

The boys had to still be ahead of me probably close to the parking lot and as I walked past the Comic book store seeing that it was closed, it was a relief.

"I'm sorry to break up this party but I'm gonna go find my friends now." I said looking back a little and walked a little faster.

"At least your brothers are smarter by picking the right people to hang with. And not losers like your boyfriend." They laughed. I turned around to fast that Red ended up bumping into me.

"You don't know my brothers nor do you know me. Cause if you knew us well you'd know that my brothers are actually not as smart as you think so what does that say about them hanging with you fools?"

"Tough words from a hot girl, I think you should lose the other guy and I could help you cure your crazy. Show you what it means to be a real man." Red said smiling back at Strips.

"I'm not interested, you are not my type, nor will you ever be so why don't go back to own floozies." I turned to walk away but he grabbed hold of my arm, squeezing tight.

"Get your hand off me now." I was starting to boil now.

"I'm not finished talking." He pulled my arm back to him more and I just couldn't control my hand that collided with his face. He released my arm and I ran for it, not stopping even as I heard their running footsteps chase after me. I dodged the few people that had been left on the boardwalk and needed to make it to the end where the parking lot was or circle around back to the boy's bikes.

As the parking lot reached my sight I ran through the fence onto it and nobody was there no cars, not the girls not even the boys. I was breathing hard in and out starting to slow my pace as I reached the back fence and turned around. The three surf Nazis heaved in and out equally as exhausted as they came up to me.

"Trapped little birdie." Said the third guy.

"I guess not all Angels have wings." Said Stripes.

"You'll pay for that." Red said, itching closer. "Emma already wants a piece of you. Maybe I should just take the first cut." Red said, opening his push pocket knife.

"What are you gonna do? Cut off my skin, Buffalo Bill?" he lowered the knife a little and gave me a confused look, then looked back at the other two which shrugged their shoulders.

"You don't know who Buffalo Bill is? That's really sad." It amazed me, I had seen Silence of the Lambs at a young age and it was always Bill that gave me nightmares.

"Just shut up!" Red said raising his knife closer to me.

"Wow three against one," all three of the guys turned to find the boys standing behind them. Out of nowhere, not even a sound.

"Shit, now's there's more of them." Red said looking at each one.

"Yeah, appearing out of thin air again Dude." Said Strips.

"Where the hell have you four been?" I said moving around the three assholes, quickly walking over to their side.

"Well after those chick bailed, we heard what was going on, so we decided to take a bet to see how it would end." Paul said. "But Marko pussed out." I looked over to Marko as he smiled to me when I walked over to him.

I looked at the faces of the surf Nazi's with a little mix of defeat and shit-scared.

"Ok were sorry, well pretend like this didn't happen and we'll be on our way." Strips said.

"Shut up Alex! They can't do anything to us, Russell will have their heads." Aha, so that one's Alex, which made Red Kevin. But Russell, could he be the territories leader?

Each of the boys, softly laughed. "Oh I don't think so." David finally spoke and it another instant Dwayne and Paul appeared behind the surf Nazis now, which made them panic even more.

BUZZ BUZZ. This wasn't the best time for conversation, but I looked at the phone with the name "Mom" across the top.

"I have to take this," I looked back at the three men and said "they need to be quiet." I said toward David and Marko. David nodded his head, and all three of the surf Nazis were being held by Paul, Dwayne and Marko with their mouth covered. Marko bending Kevin's hand making him drop the knife.

"Hello?"

"Angel Stella, Where are you?!" Mom said angrily.

"I'm on my way Mom, sorry I was caught up." I could hear two of the men mumbling in the distance and I moved farther away.

"You should have been home hours ago, it's after 3 in the morning! Your father is already asleep, he was going to go out there and look for you, but I convinced him otherwise. And you owe an apology to Sam for making him wait so long out there."

"Yes Mom, I'm sorry, I'll be home in a little bit."

"NO. You better be home in a now."

"Ok." I said and she clicked off. I lowered my phone and turned around to David. Looking at me with seriousness.

"Where you listening to my call?" I said with my own panic starting to kick in. He grabbed my face, pulled my hair down and turned my chin from one side then the other. Then he held it to look into my eyes.

"Who are you really?" I looked at him couldn't peel my eyes away and opened my mouth to speak.

"David…we have a problem." I was pulled away from David to Marko as he was gesturing to a car was driving downhill toward us.

"Take them to the beach, well deal with them there." David said still holding my chin.

"I need to take her home, first." Marko said, David let go of my face and then nodded in an instant Paul had flown away with one guy and Dwayne with two. David took a box out of his pocket and lit a smoke. Taking a deep breath in he turned to me and said something that made my skin crawl. "Until tomorrow night, Stella." And disappeared.

"Damn," I said. "I'm so stupid."

"Yeah we all heard the call. But I don't think she sounded familiar to them over the phone." Marko said standing beside me.

"Well that's somewhat a relief, let's get going quick my Mom is pissed." We turned to see the truck rolling by us and he didn't stop which meant that he hadn't seen anything that would cause alarm.

Marko picked me up as soon as the coast was clear, we headed back to the hill.

Marko flew fast to get me home, only took us a minute maybe even less. Setting me down close to the pouch.

"I'll see you tomorrow? On the boardwalk?"

"I don't know yet, depends on my Mom."

"Well you could always…sneak out." I looked at him thinking about that possibility. "Or I can come get you." Sneak out huh? It was like déjà vu thinking of my own brothers sneaking around.

"No it's fine, I'll meet you on the boardwalk."

"Thank you for everything." and he leaned in close to kiss me on the cheek. I closed my eyes and I couldn't help but think about that that wasn't where I wanted him to kiss me. It was like Marko had read my mind because he was painted with a wide grin, I handed him the bag of clothes from the old man and then he flew off into the night.

I opened the front door to finding Mom sitting on the couch, taking a sip from what I knew to be tea, wrapped in her shawl.

"Yes Mom, I know I'm sorry." I said closing the door behind me.

"What the heck have you been doing? Its 3 in the morning, I almost called Laddie. Since when do you stay out this late?" I looked over my side toward the kitchen and my stomach started to rumble. I walked over to it and opened the fridge to get a drink of milk. I swear being around vampires, is gonna cause me to have eating problems.

"I was having some fun with some new friends." I took a long drink of the milk and set the milk back in the fridge.

"Is it all because of that boy you met?" she asked beside me.

"Not really, I just wanted to hang out with some new people."

"I don't think I want you going back to the boardwalk." I turned and looked at her in a confused way, basically in a "are you serious" way.

"Mom, what does it matter? We're going to leave in a few days, can't I still have some fun before going back home." I stormed off away from her, and walked to the stairs before she stopped me.

"Wait, I know, I worry too much, your right. You should be free to do whatever you want, you're an adult now. I just don't have much trust in people in Santa Carla." I looked down at her then I remember Marko telling me about Mom's story, I had to push it away. Stop thinking about it.

"I'm still alive Mom, just keep telling yourself that." I went upstairs to the room and locked the door. I didn't hesitate as I pulled off my clothes and shoes leaving them on the floor. I turned on the light in the bathroom and used it, but as I stopped by the mirror to look at my face and I could almost see my mom starring back at me. I turned away and quickly turned off the light. It was an empty room now, no Marko. So as I took off my bra I slipped on a light blue tank top and crawled into my empty bed.

I didn't care about plugging in my phone, I just wanted to fall asleep so the day could go by to become night again.

My last thoughts were of the boys, if they had made it back to the cave. Wondered what they were doing to the three jerks. Of what tomorrow would bring. I closed my eyes tight And soon drifted to sleep.