A/N: So I've decided to update again. I'm excited for this chapter because it does have a little fluff. MrsMalfoy-19 will be very happy *wink*

Anyways, enjoy the chapter.

Talks About Feelings

1987

Charlotte's P.O.V.

"Charlotte, you stay here. Star, Laddie, go on to bed. We're going to feed, and when we get back, that talk will happen." David called out as soon as we got home. They did so obediently, leaving me alone with the four Lost Boys.

I quietly walked over to the couch and sat down, scared of what would happen if I acted out because of my fear.

The boys walked out, presumably to go feed on Greg and Shelly, so I knew it wouldn't take long. They didn't really put up a huge fight.

After a few minutes of sitting, I got bored and decided to find something to do, which led me over to Dwayne's miniature library. Honestly, it was nothing more than a tiny shelf stacked and filled to the rim with books.

Grabbing the first one I saw, I read the title and noticed it was a vampire book. More precisely, 'The Vampire Diaries: The Awakening' by LJ Smith.

Even though I was nervous as hell for what would come later, being able to read this book made me smile. I had seen the TV show but had never been privileged enough to read the novels. I wonder how Dwayne would feel if he knew they had a whole series based on these books. Laughing, I grabbed it, looking at the worn pages and old cover. I almost forgot the first book itself was written in 1979.

Settling in his plush but comfortable brown loveseat, I opened the book to page one, ready to forget about everything, even for a little bit.

'I'm playing with fire, with something I don't understand,' As I read the first page, the world seemed to fade away as I was emerged in the world of Elena, Stefan, and Damon. I felt that my situation was similar to Elena's. The only difference, I actually chose this.

Time began to pass, and sooner than I would have liked, the boys came back, covered in blood and smelling like death.

"Um, hi. What did you want to talk to me about?" I asked curiously, but inside I was faint and nervous.

I really hoped they didn't know anything they weren't supposed to. How was I going to explain that? I couldn't just tell them everything!

'Hey, I'm from another universe and time where y'all are nothing but a movie, but you died in the movie. I wanted to save you, so your vampire mother goddess sent me here to do that, but I am starting to care more for you more than I should have.' Yeah, that wouldn't settle well with them.

"We can hear your thoughts, Charlotte." With that, I froze. Everything I had though after becoming a halfling came to my mind. First, there was embarrassment due to all of the thoughts had had about the boys, but then terror came as I thought about the mission.

"Look, I can explai-" I tried to say, but David held up a hand, cutting me off swiftly. He sat in his throne type chair and looked at me for a long hard second. The longer he stared, the more nervous I got. He seemed to have that effect on everyone.

"Why do you want to leave, Charlotte?" He questioned, his voice calm and composed, but anyone could hear the tension just beneath the surface.

"What?" Was that really what he was worried about? I mean, if he can read my thoughts, he should be worrying about his death, right?

'They do not, and will not know unless you choose to tell them.' Lilith's musical voice floated through my head, and I nodded. She must have blocked them from certain thoughts then. That's good.

"I asked why you wanted to leave. Now, answer the question." This time, his voice was cold, and a blush came to my cheeks. I was scared of them for the first time since I had turned and, I was actually worried he would do something. That night in the kitchen, I knew Max would probably save me, but now, he wasn't here. No one was…

"I-I don't belong here." I whispered, not wanting to lie to them, and it was true in every sense. I didn't belong here, with them. I didn't belong in Santa Carla. Hell, I didn't even belong in this universe.

"Why do you think that?" Paul asked, and instead of just being nosy, he seemed slightly concerned.

"I-I don't know, to b-be honest. I just feel like it, and to top it off, I ca-are for you, all of you, but not in the way that I care about S-star or Laddie. It feels different, and I know it's stup-pid. I know how you feel about Star and that you probably want me go-gone. I really shouldn't be saying any of this…" I trailed off, looking down at the ground, terrified to look up and see them glaring, or worse, laughing at me.

Tears pricked my eyes when I was met with silence. Dammit, I really shouldn't have told them. Now, they'll want me gone, and how in God's name would I be able to save them when that happened.

Suddenly, I saw feet placed in front of me. I knew it was Dwayne due to his distinct smell, and when a tan copper toned hand placed itself on my chin to lift it up, my thoughts were confirmed.

"Why do you think that?" He asked, looking deeply into my eyes. I shook myself out of his grasp before backing up slightly. Looking around, I noticed how the guys kept an eye on me, as if I would run any second, and I was honestly considering it. It seemed that I did that when I was scared or upset, so why should now be any different?

"Because it's true. Whatever I feel for you guys, it isn't right. Don't you get that?" My voice shook, and I could feel it in my soul that what I said wasn't true. It was right, but they all looked so happy in the movie without me. They didn't need me in their lives. All I came here to do was save them, not make this complicated mess.

"Who says it's not right." David called, standing up from his chair. It seemed like he was pointing out a fact, and not explaining his emotions.

"I-I-" Stunned, Mark cut me off. He walked up to me and looked me in the eyes. He seemed unnervingly serious, and that made me nervous. Marko was never serious about anything. Not being able to stand the look, my gaze met the floor.

"Charlotte, whatever you're feeling is normal. We want you here."

"Really?" My voice was insecure, but the knots in my stomach seemed to loosen as the conversation went by. Looking up, I seen him grinning ear to ear now, like he normally did.

"Yeah, chica, and don't forget it. You're kind of stuck with us." Paul called out from beside David, lighting a joint. He had a smirk that promised trouble, and due to what he just said, I didn't doubt it.

Would it really be so bad to be here? No, probably not. Just as I had convinced Star, I would have to do the same to myself. I had her, Laddie, Max, and the boys, and even though that situation was confusing, having Marko reassure me did help a lot.

"Well, I guess if I'm stuck with you guys, might as well enjoy it." I joked, but feeling myself draining, I realized the sun was coming up, letting us know it was time to go to bed.

As the boys left to go to their hallway type thing, Marko stayed behind. Shaking my head, I got up to go to my bed, but he stopped me.

"Charlotte" When he said that, shivers crept all over my body, and this time it was the good kind. Turning to face him, I noticed he was right in front of me.

My breath hitched, and the blood rose to my cheeks at the sudden close proximity. I looked up to meet his blue green eyes. They were honestly one of the most beautiful things I had ever seen, and I couldn't help but think that he should have a portrait or statue in a museum somewhere. It was almost unfair how perfect they all were.

Hours seemed to pass, but I knew it had to have been about three seconds. Time seems to move slower when you anticipate something, but finally, he moved.

Leaning down, his soft full lips met my forehead, causing me to release a small gasp. Pulling back, but only an inch or so, he whispered something.

"Good night." With that, he turned and left, a shit-eating grin placed on his face as he chewed his gloves hand. I knew he probably looked like the cat who ate the canary, and I just happened to be that canary.

"Night." I whispered into the empty space, a small smile making its way onto her face. Goodness, I bet Lilith was probably laughing her ass off right now, if she even did that.

How the hell am I supposed to be able to sleep now?

A/N: So, my lovely readers, how did you enjoy that chapter? Honestly, it took me for-freaking-ever because I didn't want to disappoint anyone, but I really wanted them to stay in character of how they'd actually react. Marko, he is a little easier to write, along with Paul because they're kinda jokers and are funny. David and Dwayne I had some trouble with. Hope you enjoyed it anyways. Remember to please Follow, Favorite, and Review. Reviews make my day. *smiley face*

-Emily