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Chapter 13 Lost Boys

Summary: The final chapter of a multichapter Vampire!GVF fic based loosely off the move The Lost Boys

A/N:HAPPY NYE! I absolutely hate this holiday, so this is a distraction lol🖤 I cried when I finished this. I had so much fun writing this and am pretty sad Vampire!Jake isn't in my life anymore lol. Please ask questions, give me headcanons, or anything about this story! I hope you guys like this :)

Chapter 12

“Jake?”

“Y/N?” He was still sitting on his motorcycle with his legs wide to balance it without having to put the kickstand down. His hair was wild from the fall wind blowing rapidly between the boardwalk and ocean. Your wrist had a burning tingle that caused you to rub at it. You never knew where the deep scar came from, just woke up one morning in your bed with a tight bandage wrapped unnecessarily up your whole arm.

Your stomach dropped and Your body started to shake in fear, “How do you know my name?”

The intimidating stranger’s eyes knit together, perplexed by your question, “How do you know my name?” There was a whisper of recognition when he spoke to you, but you couldn’t quite place your finger on it.

You took a few steps back into the safety of your open store front. The fluorescent lights cast a harsh glow on the harsh faces of the strangers as they followed you inside. They were all so beautiful, yet had something menacing behind their eyes. Each one of them slowly walked closer, like they were afraid to make any sudden movements towards you. You wondered why they were being so careful with you.

“You, you’re Jake Kiszka.” Your voice went up and down in octaves in a nervous quiver.

Jake tried to reach a hand out towards you, but you coward against the check-out counter. Your hand ran against a flyer that was taped to the glass. On the flyer was Jake’s blurry picture and above it read “Most Wanted.”

“I told you it was too soon to come back.” The curly haired man that looked the most like Jake spoke to him over his shoulder. The same man was eying you cautiously from the moment you stepped towards him. The other two appeared more friendly, the lanky one with shoulder length hair even went as far as giving you a warm smile and wave.

“Y/N, I’m not going to hurt you.” Jake kept inching closer to you with his hand outwardly extended. Just before he could touch you, your manager came from the back interrupting his actions.

“What is going on out here?” You thanked the heavens that your manager, Mickey, was a three-hundred pound bald man that had a soft spot for you. His presence was enough to intimidate anyone in their right mind.

You took the opportunity of the distraction to hurry behind your objectively scary boss. “Look kid, I know who you are and I don’t care. Just get out of here so I don’t have to call the cops.” Mickey was so calm as he spoke, something you envied. Everything in life makes you so scared, you have never had a moment of relaxation. It is why you tend to play it safe and take no risks of any kind, you were never brave enough. Jake sighed and nodded, moving his eyes to the black leather of his biker boots. His friends lead him out of the store giving him apologetic slaps on the back.

Just as he exits the store, Jake looks over his shoulder at you. When your eyes meet, you swear you hear his voice in your head; ‘I love you.’ The questioning look on your face made him stop one last time until you shake your head in an attempt to forget the voice.

“You okay, Y/N?”

“Yeah, I thought, well nevermind.” You wipe your sweaty palms against the fabric of your skirt, something you tended to do when you were extra anxious. The puffy scar on your wrist finally stops tingling when the beautiful strangers disappear.

“Well you only have an hour of your shift left, then you better go relax.”

“Mm, yeah that’s what I’ll do.” It was your best intention to go home and run a hot bath, but something in the back of your mind told you to seek out the handsome criminal with the softest eyes you have ever seen.

Once you were finally free from your dull shift you took to the boardwalk. You listened carefully for the hum of engines that could direct you towards the mystery pack. After a half an hour of searching you decide to call it a night, but not before stopping to get a sweet treat from the vendor next to the ferris wheel. The pink fluffy cotton candy in your hand gave the night a positive spin - it was your favorite midnight snack to grab after all of your shifts. You peel off a big slice and pop it in your mouth with a smile.

“You know, I still owe you one of those.” You jumped as a stranger spoke against your neck. You whip around to end up making eye contact with Jake’s bare chest.

“What?” You crane your neck to look him in the eye.

“Nothing” He laughed at you like he knew you, a sound that made the butterflies in your stomach flutter rapidly. “How are you Y/N?”

“How do you know my name?” You asked the same question from earlier that he avoided.

“Let’s just say we have mutual friends.”

“I don’t know anyone here.” Other than Mickey, you haven’t really spoken to anyone other than a few regulars in your store.

“That’s not true, you have some people who care pretty deeply for you.” This man was so weird and the playful smile on his face seemed slightly out of place. You reminded yourself that he was a wanted criminal as you began to get lost in his eyes.

You walk past him, careful not to brush against any part of him. Even with your widest strides, he easily kept up. There was complete silence between the two of you as you walked. You made concerned eye contact with every person you walked by in hopes that they would recognize Jake and help you. The strangers whose eyes went wide with recognition quickly averted all of their attention to the wooded ground. “Do you want to go for a ride?”

“I don’t know you.” You stopped walking so that you could make your point clear. “You’re dangerous.” The small smirk that he was wearing fell. A look of hurt flashed across his face fast before he quickly masked it.

“I would never hurt you, Y/N.”

“You don’t know me.” You said once again, firmer this time.

“A ride, that is all I am asking for.” Something in your heart was telling you to trust this man - he was saying all of the right things to lure you with him. Maybe it was time to take a risk and enjoy it.

“Fine, but if you kill me…” You followed his lead back the way you just came. His wide smile was something that couldn’t be missed.

“I wouldn’t dream of it,” he paused to look at you, “baby.” When he said the pet name, the scar on your wrist burned with searing heat. You hissed at the pain bringing it to your chest. “Are you alright?”

“Yeah, this scar just still hurts every now and again. Like sometimes I wake up from the craziest dreams and feel like it’s a fresh cut.”

“What kind of dreams?”

“I don’t really remember any of them. But I sleep for hours and hours when I have them, one time I even missed my shift!” You were comfortably rambling on, much to Jake’s amusement. “I must move around a lot too because I wake up so sore. I just wish I knew what they were all about because I just feel like something is missing. Like a part of me is hidden in those dreams. That must sound crazy.” You nervously chuckle when you realize that Jake probably didn’t want to hear about any of this.

“It doesn’t. Do you remember anything at all from them?” His shoulder lightly brushes against yours and familiar feelings bubble up. It was the same feeling you got occasionally after waking up sweaty and with a particular ache in your sweet spot.

“The only thing I can remember are these angelic gold eyes,” your own eyes went wide to emphasize how deeply infatuated you were with them.

“Interesting.” Jake ended the conversation there and wordlessly directed you towards his bike. Every time your knuckles brushed against his, little flashes of your dreams began replaying in your mind like a rolodex of photos. They were too fuzzy to paint a picture, but you were starting to believe that the stranger next to you had more to do with your life than you initially thought.

The friends he was with earlier were all waiting for him against their own respective motorcycles. All of them, except one, gave you a smile when you got closer.

“Good to see-I mean meet you.” The lanky tall one said, “I’m Sam.”

“Hi.” You weren’t trying to be rude, you were just so anxiously shy all you could manage was that and a small wave.

“I’m Danny,” the one with the flowing black hair and chiseled features gave you a more caring smile. It was like he was greeting an old friend - you found an immense amount of comfort in it.

“You look familiar, have we met?”

“Uh,” instead of looking at you, he looked at Jake as if was gauging him for the appropriate answer. “No I don’t think so.”

“No seriously, have you been to Portland?” Sam laughed at his friend as he tried to find a way to answer you. You were left out of the joke, but it seemed pretty funny for the rest of them.

“I’m Y/N” you try to give the last one your hand for a greeting, but he just gave your fingers a dissatisfied look.

“That’s Josh, he is just grumpy because he can’t get laid.” Sam was a saving grace from awkwardness. You fake a laugh before looking at Jake to give you a hint on what to do next. Just as he opened his mouth to speak, Josh interrupted him.

“Did you try it yet?”

“Josh,” Jake’s warning tone was low and gravely, something you had to admit slightly turned you on.

“Just do it so we can leave when it doesn’t work.” He looked like a bratty child with his hands crossed over his chest and his refusal to make eye contact. You would have scoffed at him if it wasn’t for the utter confusion you had regarding what they were talking about.

Jake placed his body close to yours where he had to look down into your eyes. No skin was touching but the energy between the two of you begged you to pull him closer. “Y/N, I know you say you don’t know me. But, I need you to trust me.”

“What are you talking about?” It felt like that was the fiftieth time you asked that question tonight, and you already knew you wouldn’t be receiving a clear answer.

You instantly regret your decision of coming here with him when he begins to look at you like you’re his prey. He slowly licks his lips then forms his lips into a heart stopping smirk.

“C’mon baby,” He mounts his bike, making a show flipping his hair as he starts it. “Trust me.” Jake held his hand out for you to grab it. You stared at it while you contemplated what you were going to do. If you went with him there was no telling what he would do to you. However, life is made up of a string of split second decisions. One choice can be the catalyst in changing your life for the better.

A familiar voice in your head told you to do it, to throw away all inhibitions and follow this man wherever he wanted to take you. It was the same voice that popped in your head every time you were faced with a hard decision or in a slightly dangerous situation. The last time you heard it was when you were almost hit by a drunk driver walking home one night, the voice told you to move and you did. It was like you had your own guardian angel helping you make life saving decisions.

You hesitantly place your palm against his. Alarms went off in you as he pulled you close, digging his thumb aggressively into your scar. Burning sensation traveled through your veins, like liquid fire had just been injected into your body. “Ow, let go of me!” When he didn’t the pain became so intense all you could do was lock up.

‘Look at me.’ You listen to your conscious, then you meet the eyes from your dreams. Sun-like gold rays bore into your eyes, instantly making every dream zoom play in the back of your mind like a beautifully horrific romantic film.

“Baby?” Jake asked as you became aware of your surroundings once again. You could tell from the tone of his voice that he was nervous that whatever he just did didn’t work - it was shaky and soft.

“Oh my god.” With blissful tears collecting in the brim of your eyes you wrap yourself around your lost soulmate, afraid of how long you would have with him.

He tightened the embrace he had on you and with his own tears whispered, “You’re home.”

You were able to remember every turn and bump of the road that led to the bluff of their home. You always did get a knot in your stomach whenever you were on this side of town, but you always chopped it up to be because of your extreme fear of heights - well, your old fear of heights. If Jake was there you’d take any leap, no matter the danger that could be perceived.

As you walk down the stairs to their lair, you clutched onto Jake. You used both hands to hold one of his and tucked yourself tightly into his side. Your body had found the cure of the six month long yearning - and it had no intention of letting it go anytime soon.

“I have missed this place!” Sam takes a three-sixty spin, before he plops himself down on the couch. To your surprise, there was no dust or grime spreading through their home.

“Josh convinced a group of girls to come clean it up for us,” Jake informed you with a smile after reading your thoughts. He pulled you into his lap when he sat down on his throne. His arms snaked around your waist to make sure you were flush against his body. You could feel his breath against your ear when he rests his head on your shoulder. It was obvious that both of you needed the skin to skin contact to know that this was all real.

“Oh, that’s funny.” You tried to be light with the conversation, however, Josh was making that very difficult with the way he was ignoring you entirely. “So, uh, where have you guys been?” The question was just an act to fill the awkward silence of the room after being ignored.

Danny, who was sitting next to Sam, answered you; “Nashville, it was fun for a while before someone got us banned from Broadway.” He nudged Sam’s shoulder with a laugh.

“I didn’t like that guy’s hat!” He said it with such conviction that you had to believe that the hat in question was absolutely atrocious. You wanted to hold onto the small moments like this for as long as you could, knowing that once the night was over there was a big chance that Jake would disappear from you again. The ritual wasn’t complete, meaning that your souls were no longer tied together.

Josh was still standing behind the couch looking more annoyed that you were laughing along with his brothers. He had a grimace on his face the moment he saw you, and a tiny part of you couldn’t even blame him. The last time you saw him you were the cause of his brother's dying body. When Jake placed a kiss on your shoulder, he turned and left with a scoff.

‘Baby, go talk to him. He won’t hurt you.” When you didn’t move, Jake lifted you from his lap to place you softly on the ground. You gave him a look of concern over your shoulder, which he only responded with an encouraging slap to your ass.

Josh was by the bookshelves that were full of memories, he was staring blankly at a browned baseball that had an autograph squiggled across it. “You know I spent months begging him not to do this.”

“Josh, I never meant to hurt you.” You kept a safe distance from him, knowing that if he was anything like his twin his fuse was extremely short.

“Hurt me? Y/N, you’ve hurt him more times that I think you realize.” His shoulders were tense and his fists were balled together tightly.

“What-”

“Basically kissing Sam, always flirting with Danny, using me to make him jealous, almost getting him killed? Does none of that bother you? Did you think because Jake is strong and immortal that those things wouldn’t get to him? He still has a soul Y/N, you should know that. You broke a piece of it.” He took a deep breath in to collect his composure. “I was so happy for him when he told me he found his soulmate, but the day on the beach when he chose your life over his own I knew that nothing would ever be the same.”

“Josh, I’d never keep Jake from you. I would never do anything to hurt Jake, ever again.” You took a brave step forward in hopes that it showed him that he could trust what you were saying. “But does any of that matter now?”

“The first three months after he lost you he wouldn’t even speak. He just watched the moon waiting.”

“Waiting for what?”

“That scar on your wrist,” Josh gestured to your arm, “holds a part of Jake. He was able to get some of his own blood in you. You carry more of him than just his soul now..”

“Does that mean I..I” You knew that Jake’s blood held the power to change you, but you didn’t feel any different.

“He didn’t give you enough. It was a risk but there were always myths of something like this.”

You were miffed at his cryptic speech, “Josh, please just spit it out.” He gave you a smirk that was dripping with attitude, slightly enjoying the rise he was getting from you.

“That week was erased from your life, but Jake still experienced it. That blood carried all of his memories and since you share a piece of his soul being his twin flame, you feel like you experienced them too. But, they are just like those dreams he showed you - this you,” he ran his hands through the air at the length of your body, “was never really there.”

“I don’t really understand.”

“Remember how he showed you when he turned and you felt all of the pain he did?”

“Yes.”

“It’s because a part of your soul went through it too, the part that you got from Jake. Same thing is happening now.”

“So, all my feelings are fake?”

“No they are very much real Y/N, I was there. Just think of it like the reset button was pressed.”

“I guess that makes sense.”

“Nothing in our lives makes sense, Y/N. If you want to be a part of it you are going to have to accept that.”

“Isn’t it too late?”

“It’s a full moon tonight Y/N.”

“But the ritual can’t be done, we’ve already met before.”

“Not in your lifetime.”

Josh began to walk away. You snatched your arm causing him to halt his steps. He looked down at your fingers wrapped around his wrist. “Thank you, Josh.”

“Just don’t hurt him cause if you do-” From your memories, you know that Josh was more of the happy go lucky twin. But from what you saw tonight, having to be protective over his brother for so long wore him down. You wanted to see that wide warm smile again, it was contagious.

“I know, you’ll kill me yourself.” You raised your eyebrows at him in a teasing manner before flashing a toothy grin. Finally, his bright smile found it’s rightful place on his face.

“I’ve missed you, Mama.”

“I’ve miss you too.” Josh pulled you into a hug that made all of the tension between the two of you disappear. “I’ll get the boys out of here so you guys can be alone.” He winked at you, still holding his perfect smile. You gave him an appreciative smile when he left you.

You took a deep breath and looked in the cracked mirror that was hanging on the wall. Your hair was a mess from the wind and makeup was smeared under your eyes, but it matched the wild fire that you felt deep in your stomach. This was the new you.

You knew where Jake was going to be and after you could no longer hear Sam’s voice carry through the cave, you made your way to the bedroom. Jake had already shed his jacket and boots and placed them neatly by the sheer curtain. He laid there with his hands behind his head with a sultry smile on his face. His hair was untamed yet framed his face in soft waves perfectly. The brown belt around his waist was undone, along with the zipper of his black jeans allowing your eyes to travel a perfect line down his toned stomach. Jake looked exactly like how you liked; Terrifying Ethereal.

“Hey baby.” The smoothness of his voice made your knees go weak already. Jake had a sheer power of you that couldn’t be denied.

“Hi.” Your voice was meek. It told him that you were ready to submit to his wants.

“Come here.” There was no point in making him wait any longer, you two had been apart for far too long. Jake sat up when you crawled into his lap with both of your legs on either side of his waist. He placed his hands on the small of your back and pushed you down on to him, breathing in heavily at the sensation of your body. Jake danced his lips over your neck without ever actually placing them against your skin. The hitch in your breath caused him to deviously smile. The teasing he was doing was too much, you needed his lips on yours. With a tug at his hair you force him to look you in the eyes.

He hesitates before kissing you, “I love you Y/N.”

“I love you Jake.”

Finally, he gives you an open mouthed kiss that was filled with the passion only soulmates could have. The sensations of fire and ice jolted around your body, your heat and his icy skin played together magically. As the kiss became messier, your hips began to roll against Jake’s.

“You and these fucking skirts.” He growled against your lips when he lightly thrusted against you. Your fingers left his hair and ran down his bare tan shoulders, you then pushed him back slightly to give yourself room to take your shirt off. Before your shirt could even hit the floor, Jake had ripped your black bra you were wearing in two then discarded it in the corner of the room.

“Hey, I liked that bra,” you quipped at him with a feigned pout.

“I’ll buy you a new one.” He quickly reattached his lips to yours, nipping at your jutted lip he tucked his hands under your thighs, giving each a firm squeeze.

Jake stood up, easily holding you against him. With the new angle he started peppering your neck with wet kisses. Your head was thrown back in pleasure as you moaned out, “can you bite me?”

“Baby, no need to rush.” He was amused by you asking him to inflict such delicious pain on you.

“No, Jake please.” You pathetically begged him. You wanted nothing more than to feel that firey sensation once again.

“Fine, but we are doing it my way this time.” Before you could question him he slammed you down onto the bed. It wasn’t enough to hurt you, rather it got you more excited for what was to come. His dark eyes drinking in your body elicited another excited moan from you. Wetness spread between your thighs was pooling against the fabric of your black panties that were now exposed.

The pads of his thumbs brush the soft skin of your hips before they tuck into the lace and slowly pull your panties down your legs. Every second that passed Jake kept steady eye contact with you, licking his lips as he allowed his eyes to briefly flash to your core. He didn’t throw your underwear in the pile of your clothes, he just slid them into his back pocket with a cheeky grin.

“Jake, please.” The cool air of the room caused you to ache even more. You needed some type of contact, you hadn’t been touched in a long time.

“You’re so fuckin needy.” His fingers clasped around your ankle, bringing it up to his lips. Inch by agonizing inch, Jake slowly kissed his way up your right leg. Kneeling on the ground now, he pulled you closer to the edge of the bed. His face was only centimeters away from your cunt and he knew you were already having a hard time keeping your composure. To make matters worse, he blows a stream of cool air against your glistening skin.

“Ohh,” whine into the silent air.

“Who makes you feel this good?” He was the devil. He was milking every moment he could get seeing you splayed out all for him.

“You.”

Jake growled, “say my fucking name.” He placed a tiny kiss on your inner thigh that made his cheek graze where you wanted him most.

“Jake, oh god, Jake, please.” He obviously loved seeing you beg for him, it added to the possessive need he had over you.

“Anything for you baby.” You watched him as he licked a strip from the bottom of your core to the top. Your stomach fluttered at the sight of him in between your thighs, a beautiful sight to behold. Jake let out his own moan at the taste of you. Without pulling away from you, he told you just how much he was enjoying it; ‘you taste so good baby.’ You could feel him smile against your skin when you whimpered at his dirty talk.

His tongue flicked against your clit. Involuntarily, your back lifted from the bed and your hips rolled against his face. “No no baby.” One of his arms draped across your stomach to keep you in place as he continued his work.

You clawed at the meat of his arm as he returned to perform tight licks on your clit. Every one of his actions was deliberate in pulling you closer to the edge. Your body worked against his arm, but he was too strong to allow for any extra movement.

Your chest was tight from holding your breath against the pleasure. Jake was watching you as if you were his favorite movie. He loved the sight of you withering underneath him. “Fuck, Jake.”

‘I know baby, I know.’

“I can’t” It was all you could muster up saying, but you were trying to warn him that you wouldn’t be able to last much longer if he kept up this pace. It was the quickest you had ever come undone. Your stomach was in a tight knot that was wound tighter when Jake sucked gently on your clit. Just as your orgasm was beginning to rush through your body, he removed his mouth from you. You started to question his reason for the lost contact when he grabbed the outside of your thigh tightly. He gave you a cocky smile, adorned with fangs, before biting down on the meat of the inside of your thigh. Through pleasurable cries, you screamed his name over and over as energy jolted through you. He let up his grip on you, allowing your back to arch off the bed and legs to shake as he continued to suck your blood. Something about you instantly felt different, you felt lighter. There were no constraints to what you were able to feel now, yet you had no worries.

He hummed against your thigh as he let go. The wet redness of his lips was enticing, so much of you was staining his face. He licked his lips one last time to devour the taste of you before wiping them with the back of his hand. When your body stopped convulsing, you relaxed against the mattress.”Wow,” you breathed out.

He debicially chuckled. “I am not done with you.”

His pants did little to keep him in as he wasn’t wearing any boxer underneath his tight jeans. You took a moment to admire him. You wanted to touch every single inch of him, and you were going to have more than a lifetime of chances. He made a show of sliding his belt out of every loop, increasing the anticipation. You had no shame in staring at him as he pulled his jeans down his hips and kicked them off. You smiled as you reminded yourself that this was yours, this man was all yours.

He signaled for you to climb further up the bed. Jake kissed you as you scurried towards the headboard, crawling over you. He broke the kiss so he could admire your face, “You are beautiful.”

“So are you.” You move stray hair out of his face then kiss him again. He hummed against you, settling his body in between your legs. Instinctively, your legs wrap around his waist so you could roll your hips up into him. He hissed against your lips.

He brought his lip’s attention to your chest, leaving nips against the curve of your breasts. You were able to feel his hardness pressed against you, you knew he was ready as well. “Jake?’ He hummed against your nipple to indicate he was listening. His tongue flicked it just as it had flicked your clit. “Can you fuck me?” You knew how it sounded, you knew that it was vulgar and desperate - but you were sick of waiting.

“Such dirty words from such a pretty little mouth.” He slipped his hand to your pussy to spread the wetness. “Thanks for asking.” With a wicked wink he thrusted into you.

“Jake!” It was a scream of intense pleasure due to him filling you up. He didn’t rush his rhythm, preferring slow fluid motions instead. His hands roamed your body, never lingering on any spot for too long. He was making a map of every spot you reacted to the most. Each snap of his hips hit deeper within you. You were coming undone underneath him.

‘Hold on baby.’ Jake lifted your body, flipping you over so you were now on top of him. He made sure he was face to face with you, biting your lip into a kiss. You brought your knees underneath you so you could easily set the pace, even though you wouldn’t be able to last very long. Your hips rolled against him in a smooth rocking motion. He would lift himself to meet your hips causing you even more bliss.

“Jake, I can’t last much longer.” Your things were vibrating, telling you that you were closer than you initially thought. You started to falter your rhythm, so Jake took over. With his hands tightly on your waist he lifted you up and down on himself. The pace was faster than the one you chose, tell you he was close. He looked at you through hooded eyes and strains of hair that were matted to his forehead from the sweat. His tongue peaked out the side of mouth then ran over the fangs that recently appeared.

“On three.” You didn’t trust your voice, so you chose to just nod.

“1..” Jake kissed directly in the center of your throat, causing your whole body to shudder.

“2..” He moved to your collarbone, licking a long strip against the bone.

“3..” You let go. Jake bite into the crook of your neck where it meets your shoulder. Violent heat rushed through the wound, catapulting you into your second orgasm of the night. Jake finished alongside you with a strain of curses, topped off with a “fuck, baby, you’re so good.”

You two stared at each other with labored breathing as you tried to come back down to earth. He was still inside of you, but you weren’t quite ready to give up that feeling yet. Your breathless voice broke the silence of the moment - “So, that’s it, I am yours forever now?”

“Mmm, baby you were always going to be mine forever.” He kissed your bite mark while keeping eye contact. “I love you.”

“I love you too.” You know your adventure with your soulmate is just beginning.

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