Warnings: Mentions of death, mentions of distaste's towards religion, negative influences of religion (not meant to harm a certain religion, just based off of personal and friends stories of religion being used in a negative sense)
Notes: This fic does touch on religion. This is not meant to offend anyone within that religion, this is just based off of negative personal experiences with it. I have been told on multiple occasions that I should go to church to repent for my 'sins' of liking men and women, and other things about my life. People that I know, have had negative pasts with religious schools and have expressed those experiences with me (they are older and went to school over decades and decades ago). I've heard some horror stories and I'm very briefly touching upon them here.
Do Not Own any of The Lost Boys characters, I only own Winnie Greenaway
David x FemOC
Coins and crumpled up cash were thrown into the empty and open violin case that laid on the concrete floor of the boardwalk. On the side of the violin case was a small gold plate with 'Winnie Greenaway' engraved on it. A small crowd of people watched as a girl with bleach blonde short hair that was styled into two french braids with bangs played her violin beautifully. Her eyes were closed as she swayed gently to the music she created.
She wore an outfit that anyone looking at her would guess she went to some sort of pristine school. It almost resembled a school uniform, but of course there were some elements that were different. She wore a white long sleeved button up with a black tie that was loose around her neck, a short black pleated skirt with sheer black tights with black platform loafers. A vintage oversized jacket was worn on top of her shirt, it had patches of blue and gray different patterned fabric with eyes embroidered into the fabric. To top everything off, she had a small silver cross necklace and three rings on her ring finger, one blue, one milky white and the last a light topaz.
The people that threw cash Winnie's way either gave it as they walked by or decided to stay to watch her. Either way, she was grateful for the support, no matter how small the money was or how long people stayed to enjoy it.
Winnie never would've guessed that some people in Santa Carla would enjoy her talents. After all, the 80's were sex, drugs and rock and roll. Violin was the last thing she thought people would listen to, but she was glad she was wrong about her assumptions.
Winnie's black and white cat laid next to her violin case, occasionally jumping in to try and catch the coins that were thrown in. The cat wore a navy blue collar with a name tag that read 'BB' which was short for her actual name; Bluebell.
As she played her last note, she opened her warm brown eyes, smiling as she saw just how big of a crowd she accumulated.
Her gaze softened when her eyes landed on her partner, the love of her life; David. She knew that David couldn't make it for her entire performance, she knew he couldn't be there when she started playing an hour before sundown.
After all, she wouldn't want her vampire to burn to a crisp in the sunlight. Winnie knew David was a vampire, and has known for almost a year. It happened one night when she accidentally interrupted the group's feeding only a few weeks into dating him.
It didn't really surprise her. She knew about the existence of creatures of the supernatural and David wasn't exactly discrete at hiding it either.
But apparently it upset David with the way she found out, but he was happy nonetheless that it didn't scare her away.
In Winnie's eyes, David was still David, he needed to feed to survive and as far as she was concerned, the people that he fed on weren't exactly the cream of the crop and she was fine with that.
Playing one last final note, Winnie smiled, happy that she had very little to no screw ups. It made her heart sore when the crowd around her clapped and cheered, obviously having enjoyed the performance and throwing more money her way in support.
She thanked everyone in the crowd and started picking up her things, the crowd slowly walking away as she did so.
"Beautiful as always, Winnie." David said with a smile, taking the violin from Winnie's hands as she started putting all the money she earned in a cloth bag.
Winnie giggled, tying up the bag and picking up BB, "Thank you, love." She called him by his nickname and gave him a quick peck on his cheek.
She knew if David could blush, he would. He practically purred at the action and packed Winnie's violin back in its case and carried it for his partner.
BB heard David's purr and meowed at the vampire, causing him to chuckle and pet the feline. BB loved David and the little cat had David's heart in the bag. Winnie remembered when David was completely against the cat, the two hated each other in the beginning but soon enough, they got used to each other and became an inseparable pair.
"Dinner? My treat?" Winnie asked as the two walked back to David's bike. She earned enough money to pay for a relatively nice dinner for the both of them since they didn't get to do it often.
David shook his head and wrapped an arm around Winnie's waist, pulling her close, "I got something planned for us."
Winnie raised a brow, "Oh, really?"
David chuckled, "Yes, really. Just me and you, kitten."
Winnie couldn't believe it when she saw it, but there it was. A good drive away from the boardwalk was the town's cemetery that was placed on top of a small hill. At the top of the hill was where David took her, and what waited for them was probably one of the most romantic things David had ever done.
A blanket laid out, with food from her favorite Italian place was set up in boxes, and a small bouquet of bluebells on top of it. One of the things that stood out the most was a bejeweled bottle of wine, but Winnie knew that it wasn't wine per say.
"Oh, David." Winnie cooed as he led her to the blanket. From stories of his past, David was surprisingly a romantic. Before the two of them dated, she knew about his past lover from before he was a vampire and how much he cherished her. Of course David moved on, but his romantic tendencies didn't.
They sat down on the blanket, and for a moment, Winnie couldn't help but admire the view. The moon shone brightly down on them, the No cut grass swaying with the wind and she could see the ocean form their spot. She could also see the large number of graves on the hill and her head turned to the side, looking out into the distance where a special grave sat and it was one she knew very well.
BB hopped out of her owner's arms and sat on the edge of the blanket, looking out, similarly to what her owner was doing.
"Hey," David grabbed Winnie's hand gently and gave it a squeeze, "You okay?"
Winnie turned her head and with a small smile, she nodded, "Just… this is beautiful David." She leaned in, pressing her lips against David's.
The two cuddled up together, David's arms wrapped around Winnnie as she laid her head on his chest. Their food was absolutely delicious and they spent their time enjoying every little bit of it.
Winnie giggled, watching BB jump around them, chasing whatever insects flew by her, "This is perfect." Winnie whispered.
David smiled, agreeing with her, closing his eyes for a brief moment, enjoying the moment of silence between them. It was peaceful, and having alone time was something David treasured very much.
There was only more thing that would make this night truly perfect, "Winnie."
"Hmm."
David sat up, guiding Winnie with him and grasping her chin softly to look at him, "There's something I want to ask you."
"Yes?" Winnie questioned.
David suddenly got a little nervous. What if Winnie said no? What if she denied his offer? With a shaky breath, David finally spoke, "Would you like to spend an eternity with me forever… as a vampire?"
Winnie blinked at his question and stayed silent. She wanted to say yes to his question, but she couldn't. It wasn't that she didn't want to be a vampire, far from it, but she physically could not.
Winnie frowned and pulled herself away from his touch. She stood up and starred at the ocean once again.
David's heart sank, "Winnie?"
Winnie looked down at the bottle and it finally clicked. That's why David brought the bottle of his sires blood. To turn her. With a sigh, she held her hand out to David, "I want you to see something before I give you an answer."
Hesitating, David got up and took hold of Winnie's hand, letting her drag him to whatever she needed to show him.
BB even followed, meowing along the way and catching up to walk beside her owner. "Promise me that you won't freak out when I show you?" Winnie asked him suddenly as they made their way down the hill.
David furrowed his brow, "What? Winnie what's going on? Is everything okay between us?"
Winnie suddenly felt terrible. She realized she was being very vague about this, "Everything is perfect. More than perfect, I just… this is something I've been keeping from you and it's time you should know."
David was even more confused about the situation. Before he could ask even more, Winnie halted and gestured with her head to go towards the grave that was facing away from them, "That's what I want to show you."
David glanced at Winnie, let go of her hand and walked to the grave. Of course, he didn't know the significance of showing him someone's grave. What importance did it have between them? What did it have to do with Winnie? The words on the grave answered his question, and very quickly, he had a whole new list of questions.
Written on the grave was the words 'Winnie Greenaway. Born September 18th, 1933. Died December 23rd, 1952.'
"I'm a corpse, David." Winnie stated.
David stared at her. He knew just as well as her that there were creatures beyond himself, but never in his time of living did he think that he would ever come in contact with the literal living dead, one that was his girlfriend for that matter.
"How?" David asked in disbelief. There was no evidence towards it. He never even noticed. How could it not?
Winnie's eyes softened in sadness at his question, "Let's just say a witch accidentally resurrected me. The only thing is, no beating heart, and even though food tastes delicious, it will never satisfy the taste of human flesh. I'm fully dead, David. Have been for over thirty years."
David asked back to her, standing in front of Winnie and placing his hand on her chest where her heart was. His eyes widened. He never noticed it; there was no heartbeat. How did that get past him? , "How did you die?"
Winnie chuckled a little, "Cutting right to the chase huh?"
"Sorry." David apologized quickly, pulling his hand away, realizing how insensitive the question might have been.
Winnie shook her head, "It's okay… I was nineteen, obviously. My parents sent me to catholic school, hoping that I would become religious like them. I was baptized of course and well, at times I felt like I was living in pure hell. Which is ironic when you think about it. A couple days before Christmas, some psycho from an asylum a town over broke out and he had a distaste for the church. He had a gun and well…"
Winnie loosened her tie even more and unbuttoned the first couple buttons of her shirt to reveal the skin over her heart. It was smooth, but after a second, the skin rippled and morphed, a blood red circle appearing and sinking deep into her skin, creating a hole, "He shot me through the heart. I died instantly."
David traced his fingers along the bullet wound, "Does it hurt?"
She hummed, "A little. If you were to dig a finger into it, hell yes. But, that witch who resurrected me, gave me the ability to cover it up. Thankfully."
David's fingers trailed up from her wound and up her neck, cupping her cheek, "You can't die?" He whispered to her.
Winnie looked deep into his beautiful icy blue eyes, "No. Can't grow old."
With those words, David roughly placed his lips on Winnie's, and pulled her close with his arm around her waist. Winnie muffled out a gasp, not expecting for the reaction she was getting.
"Mm, David, wait." Winnie pulled away a little, "You're okay with this? I can't become a vampire since I'm technically already a living dead girl."
David chuckled, "You said it yourself; you can't die cause you're already dead and you can't grow old. Being a vampire is nice, but it's the idea of spending all eternity together; never growing old is what I wanted. If you do too?"
Winnie smiled and flung her arms around David's neck, pulling him back down for another kiss. An eternity with David was exactly what she wanted.
"So…. You're basically a zombie that feeds on human flesh?" Paul asked, hanging upside down on the couch in the cave.
Winnie giggled from her spot in David's lap while he was sitting in his wheelchair, "Yes."
Dwayne raised a brow, exchanging a look with the rest of the group and then shrugged. It was pretty cool to him.
Marko grinned from ear to ear, "Sick man."
Winnie laughed even more when each of them asked more and more questions about the life of being a 'zombie' or even making a few jokes here and there.
She just wondered how they would react to there being a whole underground world of the undead?
