Nora`s P.O.V.
I sat down beside Grace and Hope while the Lost Boys stood in front of us, standing in a row. Well, sorta. Marko was standing, biting his thumb asking questions, letting his Cheshire cat smile out. Dwayne was standing there also, doing nothing, just smiling for once. David stood in front of me with his arms crossed in his `David Style` and Paul was pacing around the fountain on the ledge. They fired questions at right and left and center.
"What`s the movie called?" Marko fired off.
"Who`s Mikey?" Paul asked, laughing sarcastically.
"Why did we die?" David demanded.
"WOAH! Calm down!" I yelled, "One at a time. The movie is just called The Lost Boys. It will come out in 1987, and before you ask Paul, yes, we can go and see it. Michael is the older brother that causes all the shit. Sam is a good guy. Leave him alone. The Frog Brothers... Eh, I don`t care. Do whatever. But if you meet a girl named Star, snap her neck for me... Or get me and let me do it. Oh better yet let me and the Twins go at her. Yeah, I like that option.
"Now as for how you died... Marko you got staked in the cave... Paul got pushed into a tub of holy water and garlic. Dwayne, you got hit with an arrow. Then uh, pushed into a stereo. Blew up actually and your death was nick-named 'Death by Stereo'… We, uh, all cried when you all died." I coughed into my fist, whether it was to cover a laugh bubbling up or to distract myself from thinking about David...
"How did I die?" David asked, now sitting in his wheelchair, looking at me, ice in his eyes.
I gulped... "You uh… Well, you and Michael, you'll meet him later, started a fight, he impaled you on… well, you got impaled by grandpa's antlers... in the taxidermy shop... And well, you, ah screwed up and yeah..." I had never been good about talking about his death. Neither me, Grace or Hope were good talking about their deaths. I either ended up laughing to keep from crying or I cried until I was hyperventilating. David looked down at his hands, his face was still frozen in the hatred glare. He cursed.
I looked up. Paul was staring at me, with a look I couldn`t decipher; and goddamn did it ever bug me that I couldn`t.
"This is all gonna happen sometime?" Dwayne asked. Why did this feel like the first time he had spoken? Oh well.
"Yeah... Not sure what year." Grace said, "It could be now or when the movie comes out."
"Yeah... So we have no idea." I said, looking around at the boys.
Paul sunk down to a sitting stance on the fountain ledge. He turned his eyes on me and stared me in the eyes. "And you know because you're from the future?" He almost whispered.
"Yeah... We are." Hope spoke up then.
David cursed and Marko let an oath. What the fu-
"How in the hell are we supposed to know what to do? We don`t know what they look like." David snarled, leaping out of his chair.
"David! Sit your ass down!" I yelled. Maybe not the smartest move. Hey, I missed you smart-ass mouth, I really did.
He looked at me, the ice still in his eyes. I got up to my feet and crossed my arms, cocking my hip and raised an eyebrow. I`m sure I looked as badass as I felt. Which was nothing. He growled and I felt my heartbeat pick up. That`s when it occurred to me. Maybe I could let David into my mind because if he read it, he would understand. He couldn`t get into my head though... I was gonna have to let him into my head. I thought about Star, Michael, Sam, Nanook, Max, Lucy, Grandpa, the Frogs… All of it and with all the will power I had, I shoved it towards David. Well, I thought I did. Maybe it would work. Maybe it wouldn`t. You know when you sit there and you so desperately want somebody to realize something, so you sit there and glare at them, the meaning in your eyes, and it's almost as if your projecting what you want to say to them? Yeah, that`s what it felt like I was doing.
And it must have worked, because David fell back and slammed into the wheelchair, the ice in his eyes flickering. I had never seen him like this. In an area between his confident self and his dying self, weak... I walked forward and crouched in front of him. "You okay, Davey-Boy?" I asked, sorta laughing sorta being serious.
"Yeah... I`m fine. Just shocked... Never had that happen... What did you do?" He mumbled.
That`s when I noticed Dwayne and Marko were standing in front of Hope and Grace, defensively.
"Oh calm down. I`m not gonna hurt them. There my family. Paul calm. It`s okay." I said. Paul was standing in front of me with his hand sorta in front of me. Great. After a few tense minutes, Dwayne and Marko backed off. "If it is what I think it is, I projected." I bit my lip thinking. "At least I think that's what it is." That`s when it hit me. The pain in my chest. Just effing great. I fell to the side clutching my chest unable to stop the blackness creeping in my vision.