Woah two updates in a row. Maybe it'll be three, I don't know. Probably not. Thanks school. ALSO shoutout to Flowerchild23 and 20Luna20 for the reviews. I enjoy knowing that people actually like my things. So thanks to you two! Also shoutout to The Bangles for Walk Like an Egyptian since that's been played 20 times today. Also x2, I finally bought The Lost Boys movie yesterday instead of watching it online and it was great because it was apparently half off so thanks to FYE for the 5 dollar movie. Now I can actually see Dwyane in good quality :D
LAST ALSO, Please tell me if you see a mistake, a wrong word, a misspelled word, something doesn't make sense, ANYTHING. I need to know these things. It won't kill me if something is wrong, just please tell me.
Anyway! Enjoy!
The next week went about the same, besides almost getting raped that is. Thank God about and Satan below for that. Luckily I hadn't seen those assholes since the incident. Those biker boys on the other hand park their bikes by Max Video ever since then but they never come in. Paul winks at me every time he sees me and Dwayne moved up from staring to actually giving me a small smile most times. Marco and David just smirk as they stroll by. I've gotten used to Max's sleeping schedule, he sleeps most of the morning and afternoon, but I guess it's because of his late night times at work. I've started working at his store from twelve to eight and Max lets me walk to the boardwalk which I like because of the salty smelling air and he comes by around seven, normally when the sun goes down. He says that's because it can get a bit rowdy at night and he doesn't want to me to be alone during that. Maria comes by around eight to start her shift and take over mine.
Currently it was Friday night just around sundown and Max just arrived. It had been a long day, fairly boring being only maybe twenty people showed up. Then again most people come around at night, many rowdy teenagers wanting something to watch with their boyfriend or girlfriend. Most of the people who come during the day are normal adults who have nothing else to do.
"How was the store today?" Max asked me as he entered. I was leaning on the counter with my chin resting in my palm while my other hand was hitting the counter to the beat of the music that was moving throughout the store.
"Pretty normal. Nothing too interesting, except for an old, catholic lady looking for a good horror movie." I explained, laughing at the thought of that lady. She was around the age of eighty maybe, with a cross around her neck, a bible in her purse and the normal hair that most elderly women have nowadays. She came in, leaning over to me and in a shushed voice where the gory movies were. I smiled and escorted her over to the right movies. She looked like a kid in a candy store. It was adorable.
Max gave an amused chuckle and removed his jacket and placed it on the counter. "Glad to hear it hasn't been too hard." I laughed. 'Because a movie store would be such a hopping area to be around'. Engines sounded outside and I smiled. One of the boys revved their engine trying to catch my attention, probably Paul. Sure enough I looked out the window and saw them all smirking. I rolled my eyes as Max watched them with keen eye. Paul motioned me over and I looked at Max. He sighed and checked the clock. He nodded in their direction. "Be careful." He warned. I smiled and grabbed my bad from under the counter.
"And she finally comes!" Paul exclaimed, hopping off of his bike and pulling me into a bear hug, bringing off of the ground. "Idiot, you're going to hurt her." Marco said. Paul let me down and smiled. "Breathing is overrated anyway. Who needs air anymore?" I asked. The four men looked at each other in a knowingly sense and smirked. I furrowed my brows but brushed it off. People in Santa Carla are strange. "So where are you headed?" The leader, David, asked. "Home probably." I replied. Paul and Marco gave a face of shock. "But the night is still young, girl!" Paul exclaimed, shaking me by my shoulders. "But I've been up since seven!' I moaned as they all laughed. "C'mon! We'll take you back to our place!" I rolled my eyes. "Last time I ended up with four men, I was being assaulted." I stated. "And here we are asking instead of dragging." Marco reasoned. Am I actually considering going with these guys? Max said I could hang out with them, so they can't be that bad.
"Fine." They yelled in victory and Paul led me over to Dwayne and clamped a hand on his shoulder. "You can ride with Dwayne over here. He'll enjoy the company." Dwayne gave a look to Paul as he helped me onto the bike and got on it himself.I wrapped my arms around his torso as he revved the engine. "I swear to God if you get me killed I will haunt you forever." I muttered and heard the raven haired man chuckle. "Wouldn't dream of it." He replied.
The ride was terrifying. Did these people actually like the adrenaline rush? Did they always drive like this? Hel, I don't even remember most of the ride since I had buried my face into Dwayne's back. I do remember hearing the four hoot and holler, going down stairs or the boardwalk and fog surrounding us eventually as we went into a forest. Do these guys live in them middle of nowhere? I started to make an non-human sound as we stopped, I severely regret my decision. "C'mon, we're almost there." Dwayne helped me of the motorcycle and I looked around. Trees, trees oh hey a cliff. I'm going to die today. Thanks Max for letting me leave with these psychopaths. "You coming of what?!" Paul yelled as I looked over to him. "I like where I'm at right now to be honest." I replied. I don't like cliffs. I hate heights in general. "You're not going to get hurt! Just come on!" Marco added. I sighed at looked at Dwayne, he didn't seemed fazed. I sighed and balled my hands into fists as I followed them David smirked, Paul and Marco smiled, and Dwayne tried to keep his usual stoic face but a small smile seeped through.
The stairs to their supposed "home" were almost as terrifying as drive here. "Don't step on that one." Marco warned, skipping the fourth step. "It's hit and miss with it. One person tried to come down here, fell right through into the water." I stopped but Dwayne was behind me as gave me a slight push. I kept walking making sure not to even touch the fourth step. "Not scared of heights are ya'? David mocked with his classic smirk. I gave a "pfft" sound and tried to sound as confident as possible. "No. I just prefer to live and not crash into water."
Their home, no, their cave, yes they live in a cave, was incredible."Nice right?" David asked. "This used to be the hottest hotel about 80 years ago. Too bad they built it on a fault. So when the big one hit San Francisco in 1906, this place took a header." He explained. I looked around it awe. There was a dried up fountain in the middle that Paul had taken residence on it with a radio playing some rock and role music. A surfboard sat next to the entrance." I wonder if any of them can surf." I thought David sat in a wheelchair that was placed by the fountain. There seemed to be more rooms branching off into different parts of the cave. The main source of light were trashcans that Marco had lit with a torch when we entered. Marco was by a wall petting a...bird? If it was alive or dead was over my head, but he seemed content with it. Dwayne was seated in the "lounge" area near David that had a few couches and a bed.
"How'd you fine this place?" I asked sitting on the couch that Dwayne wasn't. "David found it and showed us it. We took over from there." Paul explained. I nodded. "How'd you meet Max?" David asked. "What is this, twenty questions?" I asked with a small smirk. The platinum haired male just stared at me. "He picked me up off the side of the road." I stated. He gave a knowing look. "Runaway?" Marco asked, taking his gaze from the bird that flown away, making me flinch. I scratched the back of my head. "I guess you could say that. My mom kind of kicked me out." "How does someone 'kind of' kick you out?" He asked. "Well she was drunk, probably didn't know what she was doing, but I left anyway. Then Max found me." I explained.
The rest of the night was a blur, we except for the last part. We had been talking for hours, they weren't as terrifying as they seemed before. They were actually pretty funny, all with their own personalities. Paul was about as wild as his hair. He never really knows when to shut up. Next you had Marco, the youngest looking one who actually talked, just not as much as Paul. He had this aura around him that said "I know things you wouldn't expect". Then you had David, the obvious leader of the "gang". He held confidence in his eyes and all around face. He seemed like he could be pretty intimidating if he tried. Lastly you had Dwayne. He was the quietist one but seemed incredibly wise. He kept the stoic demeanor in his face but whenever Paul would say something stupid he'd laugh. It was nice to see him smile. Oh God shut up Cheyenne. He seemed the most intriguing to me. We'd catch each others glances every one in awhile and sometimes we'd smile.
Anyway, we had been talking for hours and Paul was trying to convince me to stay. "We could use a girl." David said, cutting off Paul's whining. My head turned towards the sitting blonde. "What do you mean by that?" I asked. "I think you'd be a good addition to this." He motioned to himself and the others. "And how exactly does one come to do that?" He smirked and motioned for Marco to retrieve something. Moments later the curly hair blonde came back with a bottle covered in red jewels. The liquid appeared to have a reddish tone to it. David took the cork out and took a drink. "It's just wine." He said with mocking tone to it and shook it a big at me. I looked at the other boys and they were looking at me. I sighed, "What the hell." I grabbed the bottle and drank from it. I was strange. Like copper and cider, it was strange but pretty good. The four men started cheer and Paul took me into a bear hug and spun. "Breathing is still so overrated." I managed to mutter waiting to refill my lungs with some good old oxygen. He released me and I saw Marco pushing David around in the wheelchair.
Marco stopped pushing David when they were near me and David stood up, placed a hand on my shoulder and spoke. "Welcome to the family."