A/N: Sorry for the delay folks, it was my nephew's first birthday on Saturday so there was a big family get together that had no room for four gorgeous vampires!

I had a really hard time writing this chapter, not sure why, but I hope it's still good.

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Disclaimer: I want the Lost Boys but I can't have them cos they belong to the filmmakers and writers etc.

IV.

I hadn't ever worked a nightshift before, so it felt weird waking up the next morning and realizing I didn't have to rush to get ready. I let out a contented sigh and turned over, shutting my eyes and sleeping for another couple of hours.

I woke up again at ten and used the rare morning off to relax. I watched my favourite movie, The Breakfast Club and ate nearly a whole tub of ice cream. It was bliss.

Then I cleaned up the flat a bit and sorted out my closet, so that by the time I was finished I had an hour to get ready for work.

I couldn't remember the last time I had had chance to properly clean my house and it looked amazing.

I showered and washed my hair, slipping into a pair of boot cut blue jeans, a loose Rolling Stones t-shirt and my converse high tops.

Grabbing my favourite leather jacket and purse I left the flat with my hair still wet. I'd have to tie it up later when it dried into its unruly curls.

As it so happens, the store at night was like on different sides of the planet to the store during the day. I didn't get a chance to breathe from the time I walked into the store at seven till I left at midnight.

After about an hour, I was busy ringing up a purchase when a little voice caught my attention.

"Sarah!"

I looked up to see the little boy running towards the register counter with a Cheshire grin on his face.

"Laddie. How's it going bud?"

"I'm great. Can we go on some rides again?"

"I wish I could, pal but I have to work late tonight."

The disappointed look on his face broke my wittle heart, it did.

I let out a sigh and smiled, "Wanna work for a bit? You can pick out the music."

He gave a joyful whoop and I laughed taking his hand across the counter and leading him around to come sit on the stool by the turntable.

Then I had to ask, "Are you here alone again?" I put my hands on my hips and tried to look stern, but I couldn't help the grin.

He shook his head furiously, "My grandma dropped me off at the store and she's having a friend take me home later."

"Okey dokey!"

Despite the flooded shop I still managed to show Laddie how to use the turntable and for an hour he was the rent-a-DJ. Then a woman came over and asked for him, saying she had to take him home. I hugged Laddie and gave him a dollar for his good work and he asked if he could do it again tomorrow. I told him we'd have to see what his grandma said.

Then I had to go back to work, and before long I was dead on my feet. The store manager for the night said I could have a half hour to get something to eat.

I could have kissed him, no joke.

All I had to do to stick it out for another two hours was keep in mind that I was getting double for this.

I bought a jumbo taco and soda and settled on a bench not far from the store to chow down. I'm no guts, but that thing was gone in five minutes flat.

Having still having fifteen minutes to relax, I pulled my legs up to my chest and put my head on my knees. All I wanted was to close my eyes for five minutes.

I felt my shoulder being shaken gently and my head shot up to meet the eyes of…

"Hi, Dwayne."

There were those eyes again. Even looking at them made me want to forget my fears and just fall into his arms.

I know, where was my better judgment, right?

To tell you truth, I was wondering that myself.

"Nice to see you again, Sarah."

I turned around in my seat to see the other three whose names I'd missed standing behind me. They all wore friendly smiles, not at all creepy like last night.

I waved absently, trying to sort through two trains of thought going through my head at once. First of all, why were they so interested in me all of a sudden? Besides making a scene in front of them, which I'm sure wasn't the first time that had happened to them, I hadn't done anything to attract their attention.

Secondly, why the hell wasn't I afraid of them anymore?

Because that was just it, I wasn't afraid. Not even of the blonde mullet nut.

He'd been the one I was most afraid of. The other two just looked like mischievous teens looking for some fun. But the mullet nut actually looked dangerous. He and Dwayne were the ones I was truly scared of last night, but I knew that I was scared of Dwayne because I could have easily acted on the attraction I felt without a care in the world.

But now, looking at their faces I couldn't dredge up one ounce of the fear that was so hard to ignore. That alone should have had me running back into the store and staying there till morning.

But instead my stupid head had me thinking that Laddie was just being a typical kid afraid of his own shadow and that these guys weren't that bad after all.

I mean truthfully, Shane looked more frightening and troublesome then these guys, and he was the sweetest thing on the face of the earth!

Looking back, I would have shot my past self for being such an idiot.

Then I realized that they were waiting for me to say something, and here I was zoning as if on a trip. Smooth.

Standing up, I hoped my voice didn't come out shaky as I said, "Now why am I not surprised to see you guys here?"

"Probably because we promised we'd see you again."

"But so soon?"

Mullet nut smirked, "So maybe we can have your name now?"

I could give them a fake name?

I could tell them to get lost?

"Sarah."

Or not.

"Sarah." He said it as if he were testing the sound of it in his voice, and when he said it, I felt a shiver went up my spine.

He reached out and took my hand, like he had last night and said, "David."

That name suited him all too well.

He nodded his head to other two blonder, "Paul and Marko. And obviously you know Dwayne."

"Pleasure to meet you guys, properly."

I noticed David was still holding my hand and I pulled it back.

Paul grinned as he stepped forward and slung an arm around my shoulders.

"So what do you say, Sarah, you wanna hang out with us for a bit?"

I wanted to.

I hate how much I wanted to.

I'll admit it, I was intrigued by these guys. For no other reason than to find out what their deal was, why they were so famous on the boardwalk and what their interest was in me.

Thankfully though, I had a job.

Taking a step out from under Paul's heavy arm, I put a regretful look on my face, "Sorry, guys. As fun as that sounds, I have to get back to work."

They didn't argue, which should have made me suspicious, and I found out why when at one o'clock I stepped out the shop and saw them across the walk, waiting on their bikes.

I could have easily pretended I hadn't seen them and just walked away, the boardwalk was still pretty crowded, but I knew it wouldn't have worked.

They knew I'd seen them, I knew they knew I'd seen them.

And we all knew they were waiting for me.

So instead I mustered whatever courage I could and walked over to them.

"Please tell me you haven't been standing out here for two hours?"

Paul and Marko laughed, David smirked and Dwayne just stood there.

"No Sarah, you're not that special." Paul received a shove from Marko, but his cheeky smirk made me laugh despite being so hurtfully insulted by a guy I'd known for what… 24 hours.

"So, you ready to have some fun, Sarah?"

"Now?"I needed to sleep!

David just nodded his head once.

I looked at the rest of the guys and saw two of them had grins on their faces while the third looked severely pissed all of a sudden. Ten points if you can guess who.

David held his hand out to me and said quietly, "Come with us, Sarah."

This was it, the moment that would determine the rest of my life. I didn't know it back then of course, but this was the most important moment of my existence.

And I knew then, looking at David's eyes and the looks on his boys' faces, that I was never going to be free of them again.

And truth be told, in that moment, I didn't want them to lose whatever interest they'd found in me.

I took David's outstretched hand let him pull me onto the back of his bike.

"Hold on, Sarah."

Out of instinct I put my hands on his shoulders, thinking that since there was a lady present who had never been on a bike before, that he'd take it easy.

My hands went from his shoulders to his waist as soon as we rode down a flight of stairs to get to the beach. By the time we'd left the boardwalk in the rearview mirror I had my arms wrapped around David for dear life.

The boys were all yelling and laughing at each other, swerving in and out of the people having their own little parties on the beach.

The adrenaline took over me and I started laughing too, the thrill of going so fast making my whole body hum.

I had never experienced a rush like that before, even at the height of my… encounters with Mitch. This was better than any trip I'd ever been on, and I loved it. Bonus points for it being an experience I'd remember the next day.

After riding under the pier we left the beach behind and went through a small copse of trees before a thick fog enveloped us. Now I was starting get a little nervous.

I had no idea where we were, and the fog made it impossible to see anything beyond the bike's front wheel.

David had been silent the whole way, not joining in his friends' laughter, but when he spoke to me he didn't shout but I could still hear him perfectly.

"Having fun yet?"

"Yes!" I shouted, still laughing and I heard him chuckle.

Then I felt his hand leave the handlebar and rest on my arms for a moment before he hit the brakes suddenly.

I was thrown forward into David's back and finally I could see where we were.

"David… What the hell?"

He didn't answer. He just got off the bike and held his hand out to me to get off as well, but I was frozen to my seat, staring at what was before us.

You always heard trains going past Santa Carla every night, but that didn't mean you went looking for their route.

Which is where we were.

Next to where the bikes were parked, the tracks ran along the ground and across a bridge where the fog hid the ground that was no doubt more than a hundred feet below us.

I pulled my leather jacket closer, thanking the stars I had thought to bring it with to work.

I knew the boys were all waiting for me to do or say something, but I had an overwhelming urge to fake cramps and go home.

I managed to snap out of my stupor and slid off the bike, following the boys onto the bridge.

Despite my uneasiness with the ocean, or any body of deep water, I had no problem with heights. However my confusion about the reason for this little activity was escalating with every step I took.

David was walking just ahead of us, and I had to ask, if for another reason than to break the eerie silence out here.

"What are we doing here?"

The boys laughed, making me even more uncomfortable, and David stopped and turned.

"Marko." He said with a nod of his head.

Marko grinned and said, "Nice knowing you, Sarah."

And the guy jumped off the side of the bridge.

Followed by Paul, and lastly Dwayne.

I blinked several times, and several times more, thinking I had taken some sort of hallucinogenic at some point during the night.

David came and stood in front of me, with a look I'd never seen before. If I had to use one word to describe it, it was feral.

He repeated the words that had made me come here in the first place, and once again I found myself unable to resist the pull his words brought.

But as I stood on the edge of the bridge and watched David jump down to hang on the railings below with the rest of boys, I froze up, gripping the barrier with white knuckles.

The boys started calling me to come down, and I knew I could get down without falling, there was a convenient set of poles I could grip while lowering myself to dangle above nothing but air, but I don't think my reluctance was unreasonable.

David was hanging directly below me and I could hear him laughing as he said, "Sarah, come on down!"

"I can't!" I didn't shout, but my answer still made the boys shout several taunts back at me. I would have been peeved, but I was too damn scared.

"David, what are you guys thinking you're going to get yourselves killed!"

"Better hurry Sarah!"

"What?"

That's when I heard it.

The approaching train that wouldn't hesitate to crush me. As I looked up I saw the headlight shining through the trees. Shit, it was close!

I looked down at the boys again and saw them laughing and screaming in glee as the train neared, making the bridge shake.

Without another option I got up from my perch at the edge and ran for my life. The bridge shook violently beneath my feet and I felt the headlight shining on my back. I wasn't even close to edge of the bridge yet where safety awaited, and the train was almost halfway across.

I'm going to die!

The thought echoed through my head as I heard the train's horn blast into the night, the force nearly causing me to fall over.

I reached the edge of the bridge and threw myself into the brush that grew beside the tracks on both sides, diving into foliage as the force of the passing train pressed on me.

I waited until I couldn't hear it anymore before I tried to move through the shakes that had taken over my body.

As I stood on legs that felt like jelly, I saw the boys standing on the tracks once more, as if they hadn't just leapt off a bridge and left me to deal with a fucking train!

I stumbled out of the brush and walked calmly over to them, stopping in front of David and let my fist swing into his nose.

I tried to attack him again, but a pair of arms wrapped around my waist and dragged me back away from him. I screamed a plethora of insults at him that would have had my parents crying from shame, still trying to get at him despite the arms holding me back, which turned out to be Dwayne's.

Which made me turn on my captor and shove him as hard as I could.

I looked at all of them, staring at me with satisfyingly shocked expressions on their faces. All except David who was grinning wickedly, seemingly unharmed from my right hook, which angered me even more.

"What the hell are you playing at?" my scream echoed into the silent darkness.

David came to stand in front of me, his surprisingly calm face making me shake from fear. So much for thinking they weren't so bad.

Dwayne was still standing near me and as David approached, he too stepped closer to me. I didn't know if it was out of protection for me, like he knew what David was thinking, or because he thought I might strike his friend again.

David took my arm in a grip that wasn't rough, but still screamed, 'you're at my mercy, little girl.'

"How far are you willing to go, Sarah?"

I stepped around him and stepped backwards away from all of them. I was too terrified to turn my back on them.

"Not this far." I was still shaking with rage, my voice raised to just below a shout.

"All of you are psychos!"

And I turned and left, walking into the dark having no idea where I was going or how to get home. Wherever it was it was sure as hell better than being around them.

I had gone about a mile when the events of the evening came crashing on me and I couldn't help just sitting down on the ground and crying.

How could I have been so stupid?!

Laddie was smarter than me and he was eight. I couldn't believe I had actually let those jerks bring me out here.

I heard the bike.

I saw the bike stop in front of me from underneath the hands that were gripping my head.

"Sarah." He stopped in front of me and stooped down sit on his haunches.

"Was my right hook and abrupt exit too subtle for you? Leave…me… alone."

I looked up into dark brown eyes that looked black in the dark.

Dwayne smirked briefly, but his face was gentle and dare I say it remorseful.

"Why did you do that?" I know it had been David's bright idea, but anyone of them could have warned me, or I don't know… not nearly gotten me killed!

What a crap way to go as well. Squished by a train playing Chicken while companions commit suicide by jumping off a bridge.

"It was screwed up, I know. I'm sorry."

He reached out took my hands, but I pulled them away and scooted back out of his reach.

"You're sorry? You're sorry?! Well, I suppose that makes it all better now, huh?"

I had a good mind to sock him like I had David, but if he was anything like his friend, I was only going to hurt my own hand. So I settled for screaming at him instead.

"Do you have any idea how terrified I was up there?!"

"David likes to play with people's emotions." He sounded regretful for the part he had played.

"Well, you guys weren't playing with my emotions, Dwayne, you were playing with my life. And you had no right to do that."

"We wouldn't have let you get hurt."

"Funny that didn't cross my mind when I was running in front of a train!" my throat was getting sore from all the shouting I was doing. But I knew if I didn't scream I'd cry and I didn't want Dwayne to see me balling my eyes out… anymore.

Dwayne stood up and walked away a few paces, keeping his back turned to me.

"We shouldn't have done that, Sarah. You didn't deserve it. But we all see something in you. You're tougher than you think."

I didn't answer him straight away. I was still hung up on what he'd said. They saw something in me? What the hell was that supposed to mean?

I knew what it meant.

I had a gut feeling that, like I had guessed before, I was stuck with these guys.

"Just promise me you won't do some crazy shit like that again."

He turned and dared to smile just a fraction.

"Does that mean you forgive us?"

"No." I sounded like a spoilt child, further when I folded my arms in front of my chest, "But I don't want to hit anymore."

"That's good to hear."

I laughed then, and looked around at the dark trees that had seemed a lot less terrifying in my rage.

"Can you take me home?"

"What, now you're scared of the dark?"

"Very funny."

Well at least I made him laugh.

A/N: At this point I'm pretty sure Sarah regrets getting to know the boys. Dun dun dun!

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