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The Boys Who Wouldn’t Grow Up - Chapter 19

Summary: After witnessing the horrors his former friends have committed, David is desperate to be human again and end this nightmare. Thankfully, he has a friend who wants to fix things just as badly as he does.

WARNINGS FOR THIS CHAPTER: There are major plot reveals in this, so please read my previous chapters if you haven't or need a refresher. This has themes of manipulation, use of powers on someone against their will, torture, mental/emotional abuse, talk of murder/killing

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Getting a proper night's sleep was not working out well for Marko. Not only was he worried about what was going on with his brother and where he was right now, but he couldn't stop thinking about the interaction he had with Lucy before she left for the night. Something about that woman had rubbed him the wrong way and the scary changes David was experiencing made him wonder if this was an entirely new problem he had to be cautious about.    If Lucy truly was a problem in the making, then dealing with her dating his father would have to be dealt with later. A loud thump came from his bedroom window, rattling the glass and startling him into jumping out of his bed. As his eyes adjusted to the darkness he could finally see what had caused such a noise.    David was staring back at him from the outside, eyes wide and frantic and forehead dripping with sweat. It was an absolute miracle that Marko didn’t scream from the shock of such a sight. Not wasting a second he threw the covers off his body and sprinted over to the window to let his brother inside. He couldn’t risk having him fly off into the sky without any control of his powers again.   “Finally! I’ve been totally freaking out all night. I was hoping you’d get home ASAP,” Marko scolded his older brother while lifting the window open. “Holy shit, you look like you’ve seen a ghost”   David shook his head as he climbed into the bedroom, firmly planting his feet on the ground so he wouldn’t have to do any more flying.

  “No, I saw a vampire,” he clarified, voice shaking. “Four of them, actually”

  Now it was Marko’s turn to look freaked out. He ushered David further into his room, pulling up the chair from his desk so he could sit down. David looked more than grateful for the seat, exhaustion settling in from all of the stress he’d just gone through. He wanted to collapse to the ground and just shut his eyes. Never wake up again.    But he couldn’t. Even if he wanted to every time he shut his eyes he saw those images of death and brutality in his head. All those young faces twisting in looks of utter terror as they were slaughtered left and right. When he didn’t see that, David was taunted by the sinister smiles of Michael and his brothers. Their massive fangs stained with innocent blood.   David didn’t even have to say anything for Marko to understand the gravity of the situation. He’d never seen his brother so broken and scared in his life. It was best to be careful. Patient. Just stay by his side and help to fix this mess.   “David, listen to me,” Marko spoke softly, kneeling down by his brother. “My friends and I can help you. I know you’re scared, but they know what they’re doing. Just tell me who these vampires were and we can take them down. Maybe if we kill the right one you’ll go back to normal and we can put this mess behind us!”   The idea of his little brother going after those bloodsuckers didn’t make David feel any better. Marko was still human and vulnerable. If Michael had been so ruthless with those kids, he’d be even worse with someone David was close to.    Before he could even get a word out there was a third voice. One calling to them from outside. 

  “David! David, are you there?!”

  The two boys shared a glance at one another. Marko looked confused but David made it very clear he knew exactly who that voice belonged to. He pushed himself out of the chair and ran over to the window, sticking his head out to see the person calling him from below.    Maria. Dark curls moved in the wind and a shawl tightly wrapped around her frame.   “Oh thank God! David, please can I come in? I have to talk and I don’t have much time”   David opened his mouth to speak, but a hand quickly slapped in front of it. Marko wasn’t about to let a monster in their house if she was one of the vampires that his brother had interacted with.   “No goddamn way! You’re not hurting my family!” he snapped at her before dragging his brother back into the room. He didn’t get far as David elbowed him in the ribs so he’d let go.    “She’s not like them, Marko! Don’t talk to her that way!” David scolded him. Although he was about to turn around and call out to her again, he got quite the surprise when he saw her in Marko’s room, just standing a few feet away from them. A look of pure guilt was spread across her face, no doubt from entering their home without permission.   Although David looked at her with affection, Marko quite had the opposite expression. He moved in adrenaline-fueled haste, throwing open the drawer of his desk and getting out the gift that his grandmother had been smart to give him the other knife. Pushing David out of the way, he held up the naval dirk, positioning himself in a fight stance just as Dwayne and Paul had shown him before.   “Get away from my brother you she-witch!” he scowled at her. Maria’s eyes widened and her hands lifted in a surrender-like gesture.    “Goddamnit, Marko, calm down!” David snapped. A hand grabbed at the back of Marko’s t-shirt, tugging backward to send the curly-haired boy falling back onto the bed. He still held the knife in his hand but was looking far less confident and brave now.   Seeing David act in her defense put Maria in a far more calm state. She lowered her hands and stayed where she was, not wanting to startle Marko anymore. David kept his eyes on her as he reached out to her, pulling her in close so she knew he still trusted her. Even though things had gone so wrong, he still had his faith in her.

“I know what you are, Maria. What I am,” he said. “I saw it for myself. Michael and the others…they….fuck th-they killed a bunch of kids. Barely out of high school…I…”   Maria put a hand on his cheek, letting him soften and relax into her touch. Everything was getting so intense and he had never felt more scared of the future in his entire life. The look in her eyes told him she understood.   “It’s my fault, David,” she whispered. “That night….at the concert…I was supposed to kill you and complete my transformation”   Tears were welling up, glistening over her dark brown eyes. David could see the faded remains of his reflection in them. It was a painful reminder of what was happening to him.   “I couldn’t do it. I was so hungry, yet I knew in my heart I couldn’t kill you. Anyone, really. You were so kind and wonderful, I knew from the moment we danced together I couldn’t let Michael make me into a monster. You gave me hope, David. That meant the world to me”   “Yeah, but you’re still one of them!!” Marko snapped, sitting up on his bed. He shut his mouth again when David looked over his shoulder for a moment to glare at him.   “Later on Michael said the plans changed. He wanted you to join the Lost Boys. That’s why he invited you to hang out on the boardwalk. I know he seemed kind and friendly, but he just wanted to make himself look better…”

  That truly confused David. He had assumed the meetup with the boys was a pure coincidence. He had felt so lucky to see Maria again and when the others met up he assumed it was to see her. That special night was just a way to manipulate him?   “You’re kidding me…”   “I….D-David…it’s not just that…”

  Tears were slipping past her lashes now, falling down her cheeks as the guilt got stronger. It was absolutely breaking David’s heart and lowering Marko’s confidence that she was a monster like the others. Neither one of them had seen someone so vulnerable in their lives.   “Michael…he…he’s starving me…” she explained. “He won’t let me eat any human food. That’s why I had an empty plate at dinner the other night. He’s trying to push me to make my first kill”   That was why Maria felt so frail when he held her in his arms! Why she was so somber during their dinner. What kind of sadistic fuck starved someone so proudly?   “I have to sneak drinks from the bottle he gave you during the daytime when he’s asleep. It’s the only thing keeping me alive. Keeping me half-human like you”

  “The bottle…” he repeated. “So it wasn’t wine I drank. It was-”   “Blood,” Maria finished, confirming his worst fears. “Michael’s blood”

  If David wasn’t already disgusted by Michael’s actions, he certainly was now. It was all making sense to him. He was so sick and tired and turning more and more into a monster with these powers. Seeing the woman he cared about suffer at his hand made it even worse.    “What happens if you try to leave or get actual food?” David asked her. Both of his hands were on each side of her face, gently moving the tears away. He was scared he’d break her with just the wrong touch.   Maria’s frown worsened as she gave her answer.   “He tortures me,” she whimpered.   Now even Marko was concerned about her. The blade slipped out of his hand and he stood up once again to stand by his brother. Right at that moment, David looked like he was preparing to strangle Michael with his bare hands.   “It’s one of h-his powers…he’ll g-get inside your h-head..and…and he’ll say things…m-make you do things…he’ll put your l-life at risk just so you’ll give in…”   Her crying was morphing into sobbing now. Maria moved in closer to David, clutching onto him as tightly as possible as huge drops of tears stained the front of his shirt. It was so clear to him that she had been holding back all of these feelings for far too long now.    He was truly worried about her, but her words made him think about something he had experienced too.   “Maria..” he spoke softly. “When Michael does that to you, does it feel like he’s speaking in your brain? Like you can feel him pulling you in to listen and do something?”   “Yes, that’s exactly what it feels like”

  It felt like a bomb had been dropped on David. A devastating explosion that scattered in his mind as he thought back to every time he felt that pull from the sound of Michael's voice alone.

The alleyway. The backyard. The drop over the ocean. The drink.   The train.

  Michael hadn’t saved him that night. He was the one who pulled him onto the tracks in the first place. Putting him in danger and then swooping in at the last second to play the hero.    Michael manipulated every single experience David had since the moment he arrived in Santa Carla. Making him do things he’d never do. Open up about his pain and struggles only to use them to his advantage. Trying to take him away from his own family. And the worst of all, murdering innocent kids no older than David himself.    All this time he thought he owed Michael as a friend for saving him at his worst moment. Now he truly saw him for what he was.    Evil.    He didn’t have to express his realizations for Maria to understand what pain he was feeling. She simply held him tighter, not daring to let go. Marko added to the comfort, placing a hand on David’s back to show his support.   “That night at dinner I tried to use my own powers,” she explained. “I thought if I scared you away with something horrifying you’d run off and stay away from Michael. But I’m only half a vampire and my hunger is making me weak. I couldn’t keep the illusion for more than a few seconds”   So that’s why he saw all that blood and gore when they all ate together! It wasn’t him going crazy, she had been trying to save him. To see her feel such failure for her attempt only hurt his heart more.   “Maria…fuck, I’m so sorry…” was all David managed to say.    “Me too,” Marko added. He had a look of guilt now, regretting the threats he made earlier. “I shouldn’t have acted like that. I just wanted to help save my brother”   She nodded, a soft, understanding smile on her face. Though her expression was sweet, her eyes still showed a great sense of sadness.    “I do too. Becoming what I am was a big mistake. I want to go back to being human and live my life again. The only problem is that there’s one way we can do that being what we are…”   The brothers gave each other a look. Even if they didn’t have to say the obvious answer, it was David who spoke it out loud.  

“We have to kill Michael, don’t we?”

  “Yes,” Maria answered. “But I don’t know if I can even ask that of you. Michael is far from innocent, but taking another life is not an easy thing to do. Even with my hunger growing stronger the idea scares me…”   David didn’t have the right words for such a thing. He swore he wouldn’t become like the monster Michael truly was, but there really wasn’t a choice here. They didn’t just have to become human again, they had to save all the other innocent lives of Santa Carla before they became the next meal for the vampire family.    “But maybe it’s for the best that I face my fears and take him on myself. I can’t let Michael manipulate me any longer, and I certainly can’t let him hurt you,” Maria sighed. She slipped out of David’s embrace and put a hand onto the ledge of the window. “David, whatever happens, please know that I care about you. I truly can’t thank you enough for being there for me”   “Maria,” David started. He didn’t get to finish his sentence. She silenced him with a soft kiss, squeezing his hand in comfort as she did so. He remembered how icy her touch was the night they met. Even though he was just as cold now, he longed to make her warm again. Human again.   It wasn’t until the whipping of the winds from outside the window hit his skin that he realized she was gone. Out into the night sky once again. David’s heart hammered in his chest, fearing the worst for her.    “David, listen to me,” Marko said, interrupting his thoughts. “She’s not going to have to do this alone. Tomorrow when the sun’s up I’m gonna get Dwayne and Paul. We’re gonna be the ones to take down this bastard”   “Are you insane?! I saw these guys tear bodies apart like they were tissue paper! I’m not letting you go out there and get yourself killed”   “And I’m not letting you fight this battle on your own!” the younger boy insisted. He grabbed hold of David’s shoulders, holding him in place. “You’re not alone in this, David. You never were alone. Let me help you with this, please. Just get your sleep when the morning comes. My friends and I are going to take care of this vampire problem and save you and Maria”   As much as David hated to admit it, he really couldn’t do this by himself. He truly was terrified of what Michael was and what he himself would become if he gave into the thirst growing within. If Marko truly had a way to help take Michael down, then David would have to prepare for the worst and hope for the best. 

  “I’m gonna save you. I promise”   For the first time all night, David was able to smile again. A small, tired smile, but a smile nonetheless. How could he possibly doubt his own family?

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Fate Yields For No One

Chapter Six

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California 1986

Maria was the one you wanted. You chose her, and you’d do what you had to to keep her. 

Whatever it took.

The sound of her laugh was the sweetest music that had ever graced your ancient ears. You threaded your fingers through hers, dissolving into a fit of giggles as she wiped ice cream from her nose. 

“I would have licked it off!” you protested with a playful pout. 

She shrugged and brushed the icecream against her nose till it was covered once more, “go ahead.” she challenged.

You raised an eyebrow and leaned in, licking the icecream off her button nose. 

Maria gagged playfully, rubbing at her nose. “You are SO gross! I didn’t think you’d actually do it!” 

You doubled over with laughter, “I had to after that! You totally dared me to!” You pouted once more, “besides, is that any way to treat your girlfriend? Do I disgust you?” You threw your hand over your forehead in a dramatic display of faux offense. 

Maria mock gasped, “ah of course not darling,” her hands touched her nose with playful reverence, “I shall never wash this nose again.” 

“Ew,” your nose scrunched. 

She shoved you playfully, “you’re terrible,” she beamed. 

“You love it,” you whispered, your forehead resting on hers. 

“I do,” she whispered back, before moving to capture your lips in a sweet kiss.

David’s eyes narrowed as he took in the sight of you and Maria, too wrapped up in each other to notice he was watching.

He blew out a harsh cloud of smoke, a terrifying smile gracing his face.

“What are we gonna do about…that,” he gestured with his cigarette, before flicking off the butt and grinding it into the dirt.

“Nothing,” Dwayne said firmly, “we’ll only drive her away if we meddle.”

David scoffed.

“Maybe he’s right,” Marko chimed in, “maybe scheming isn’t the answer? How long can she ignore the mate pull anyway, it’s only a matter of time.”

David frowned, “so what? We sit back and watch while our mate parades around the boardwalk with someone else? This is our territory Marko, it’s downright disrespectful what she’s doing.”

Dwayne sighed.

“You’ve been awfully quiet blondie,” David clapped Paul on the back as he hung to the dock railing, staring off at the waves as they crashed over the shore.

“What’s there to say?”

Marko’s face softened and he moved to Paul’s side, hooking his arm through Paul’s.

“What do you mean ‘what’s there to say?’” David frowned.

Paul shrugged.

“You’re giving up? Just like that?” David grit, “you hound us for weeks about this girl and what? You’re just done with her? She’s ours Paul.”

“I can’t…” he took a deep breath, “I can’t stand to see her look at me like she does.”

David fell silent, his arms crossed.

“It’s like that pull between us…it’s like it hurts her,”

“That’s not possible,” David muttered.

“That’s not what I meant,” Paul’s gaze met his. “I don’t wanna hurt her anymore.”

Marko’s hands traced patterns on Paul’s back as he returned to stare out at the waves.

David stomped out his cigarette. “Look, let’s just follow ‘er a bit longer and see what we see.”

“I’m done tailing her,” Dwayne said, “we can’t blackmail someone into loving us.”

“Who said that’s what we’re doing?” David moved to stand toe to toe with Dwayne, “just think of it as gathering info.”

Paul shook his head, huffing a bit, “I’m out,”

“Me too,” Marko added, not meeting David’s eyes.

The boys began to peel off.

“Do what you want David,” Dwayne placed a hand on the bleach blond vampire’s shoulder, “but look at her.” He nodded towards you, and David followed his gaze.

You were smiling brightly, unlike anytime they’d ever seen you. Your fingers intertwined with Maria’s, her lips pressed against your ear, murmuring something that made your smile grow.

“Would you really take that away from her?”

David’s jaw clenched, “we could make her ten times as happy.”

Dwayne shook his head as he walked off towards his bike. Something told him this wasn’t going to end well.

David rolled his eyes as he lit up behind a column while you, finally, kissed Maria good night.

Following the two of you had proved entirely fruitless. Your frequent public displays of affection had only served to increase his ire towards the whole situation.

He’d hate to go home empty handed and face the boys’ smug faces. He hoped that once you were alone, he’d be able to find…something. At this point, he wasn’t even sure what he was looking for.

As Maria drove away, you began to stroll off.

David threw his bike a quick longing look, promising to return for it later, before following the path to your home.

As you walked the trail, David was close behind concealing himself within the trees. He was grateful you were always so lost in your own thoughts, or he was sure your heightened senses would have tipped you off to his presence by now. He smirked, being an apex predator had made you…careless.

The closer you got to your destination, the more familiar the woods seemed to become to David. He knew this path, he’d walked it countless times before.

But you couldn’t be…could you?

But when you strode up to that Max’s front door, his tall form waiting for you in the doorway, tapping his foot impatiently, David couldn’t believe his luck.

Max was your sire. He must be. Traditional, family man, ‘mates are the greatest gifts to vampire kind,’ Max.

David chuckled to himself, the beginnings of a plan forming. You had no idea what you were in for.

As the days passed, you and Maria were closer than ever. It seemed like you spent every one of her waking night hours wrapped in her arms. (Even some of the hours you were meant to be working, but what Max didn’t know certainly wouldn’t hurt him.)

It seemed like David’s gang of misfit vampires had gotten the hint too. You hadn’t seen any trace of the bikers since you’d caught a glimpse of them creeping on your date a few days ago.

Good. They should leave you be.

But when you were with Maria, happy as you were, you couldn’t help the consuming feeling that something wasn’t quite right.

You hated it.

It bubbled up in your chest, like you were going to vomit, but nothing would ever come out. It was like pressure, keeping you on edge when you should be completely at ease. ‘You’re missing something,’ it seemed to whisper, ‘you’re always going to feel this way.’

Again and again, you’d shake it off.

You preferred to lose yourself in the taste of Maria’s lips, the softness of her cheeks, the warmth of her smile.

But that feeling, it always found it’s way back.

You tried to suppress your doubts as you trekked home.

When you arrived at Max’s front door, he wasn’t waiting to greet you.

You frowned, but shrugged it off. Surely he’d just tired of your attitude towards him. You’d figured he’d take the hint sooner or later anyway.

But when you opened the door, you were met with the sight of Max sitting at his dining room table and sipping from a wine glass, full of a liquid you knew was not wine.

He gestured to the empty seat across from him, a matching glass placed in front of the chair. “Sit,” he commanded casually.

Your eyes narrowed, but you obeyed.

He took a long drink from his glass, “you have been spending a lot of time with that Maria girl.”

Your fists clenched, but you willed yourself not to react too strongly. “She’s my coworker, what about it?”

Max set his glass down. “Do you think I’m a fool?”

Your breath hitched. “What’s wrong with me dating?” You asked, “I thought you’d be happy to see me putting down roots.”

“Nothing wrong with dating,” he shrugged, “nothing wrong with dating humans, nothing wrong with dating girls…”

“Then what are we doing here?” your nails dug into your palms as you waited for his reply.

“Because there is something wrong with dating a silly human girl, when you have been blessed with mates.”

You felt like all the air had been knocked from your lungs.

“H-how did you-”

“You thought you could hide this? Please,” Max scoffed, “I have eyes everywhere.”

You were too stunned to speak.

“Do you know what I would do to have a mate?” He hissed, “and look at you, wasting what fate has decided to give you. You really are every bit the ungrateful child I thought you were.”

“So what?” Your anger threatened to spill over, “you’re going to order me not to see her? You’re going to thrall me?”

“Not quite,” Max clasped his hands together, “let me put it this way. If you refuse to break off this little dalliance with Maria, I will kill her.”

“What,” you whispered in shock.

“I’m a vampire,” he stated plainly, “I eat humans remember? As do you?” He gestured at the glass in front of you.

“I have never felt the need to apologize for what I am, and I have never been afraid to use my gifts to get what I want, just as you have.” Max reminded you.

Your mind flashed through every disgustingly wealthy man you had “dated,” drained, and discarded for all those years in Manhattan.

“That’s- it’s- that was different.”

Max hummed, “you may see it that way, but regardless, whatever you had with Maria, it’s over. If you want her to live that is. Doesn’t she have that big family to take care of?”

You pushed away from the table, storming towards the stairs. Before you started to ascend them so you could lock yourself in your room, you turned to face him.

“You’re a monster.”

Max nodded, “maybe, but my dear, so are you.”

You tore your gaze away from his, racing up the stairs and slamming your door.

“I’m only doing what’s best for you!” He called after you.

You laughed bitterly and collapsed onto your bed. For the first time in a long time, you wept.

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Michael parked his bike just outside the boardwalk gates, taking the key out of the engine. The first time he had gone to the boardwalk at night, he had been surprised. The place was so lively, so bright - so different from the day. He had to get used to it for a moment or so, but now he found himself loving it.

Sam jumped off the back of his bike, grinning madly as he pointed to the beach where a stage had been set up.

"Come on, Mike! They're about to start!"

Michael nodded, a lazy grin on his face as he followed his brother. It had been a while since Sam had been so carefree. It was good to see him like that again. As he made his way through the crowd, he had trouble keeping his brother in sight. Luckily, it didn't take him long to pick Sam out of the crowd, what with him wearing the latest magazine fashion.

"Took you long enough!"

Michael was about to respond but quickly shut up as the drummer entered the stage, starting a rhythm. Quickly, he was joined by a basist, a guitarist following shortly after. And then, a silence swept over the crowd in anticipation of the man they'd been wanting to see. It took a moment or two, a stage hand lighting barrels at each end of the stage, and then he appeared, saxophone in hand and ready to play.

Michael grinned and cheered along with the crowd, but as much as he enjoyed himself, he couldn't bring himself to dance. It felt awkward, he reasoned with himself. Instead he looked at the other people in the crowd, some dancing, some making out, some-

His eyes fell on a girl with long, dark curly hair. The bracelets around her wrists shimmered in the lights of the concert, her smooth dance moves causing them to hit the light. Michael kept looking at her, something about the woman being mesmerising. He kept his eyes on her, not worrying about Sam, only to blink - and see her looking back at him.

She gave him a small smile, almost shy, before turning around and hurrying away. Michael didn't need to think twice. He dragged Sam along as he followed her, quickly making his way through the crowds, scared to lose her. He ignored his brothers complaints and ignored him when he said he'd explore the comicbook store. All that mattered was that girl.

"Why are you following me?" She suddenly stood in front of him, looking even more mesmerising than before.

"I- eh- I saw you at the concert?" Michael stammered, not knowing what to say.

"So you decide to follow me?" She raised an eyebrow. "You could have at least asked my name."

Michael nodded. Yes, that made sense. "So, what is your name?"

The woman smiled an almost sorrowful smile, turning around as she heard four bikes approaching. "Ask me again if you'll find me tomorrow."

With those words, she left him standing there, moving to step on the bike of a tough looking guy. All of them looked dangerous, Michael realised as they drove off.

Maybe, he thought, if he were to stand a chance with the girl, he had to look tough as well.

"This is not a lie?" Shelly asked quietly as she looked at Julie. The vampire shook her head.

"I think if you'd stayed there longer, they might have tried to turn you as well."

Shelly paled, nodding. "I'm glad we got out."

Maria nodded as well, having heard the story for the second time now. "You know, if there'd anything we can do to help you find your family again, Jules, we'd be happy to help."

"Thanks," Julie smiled, looking up when she heard the door open downstairs. "Hold up, I'm going to see who it is."

"That's freaky, though," she heard Shelly mumble, not listening to what Maria was saying in return. Instead, she was more focused on the visitor downstairs.

She quickly walked out of her room, walking down the stairs to find Dwayne standing in the kitchen. Julie's expression turned ice cold. Dwayne hadn't been here since David's outburst, and where Paul and Marko had both shown her that they didn't agree with David, she had no idea where he stood in all this.

"What are you doing here?"

"It's been a while since we spoke."

"We both know why." Julie was about to turn, to head back up the stairs when Dwayne spoke up again.

"Star is refusing to feed."

"So? She knew what she was getting into."

"It's this attitude that caused David to snap."

Julie scoffed. "As if he's all warm and cuddly. I tolerate her presence, I haven't threatened her lately - what more do you want from me?"

"He misses you."

"Sure," Julie shrugged,not believing it. "If he does, he should apologise for what he said, not send you. Don't play his games. Please." She looked at him, shaking her head slightly. Dwayne didn't say anything, instead he just looked at her.

They stood there for a moment, before Julie spoke up again.

"It's best that you leave. I've friends over."

With those words, Julie left him downstairs, a hint of surprise on his face.

Friends?

Shelly had gone home around two in the morning, not really knowing how she should feel. She now knew the truth. She knew why she was taken, or at least, what the facility had been planning to do. She knew what kind of horrors there were in this world.

And she knew that Greg had been right.

As she closed the door to Maria's apartment, she dropped her bag on the ground, going straight to the phone. She dialed the number, having it memorised since day one.

"Yeah?" A tired voice sounded from the otherside of the line.

"Greg? It's me. You were right, about everything. I'm sorry I didn't believe you."

"Babe?" He sounded slightly confused. "Are you alright? It's three in the morning."

"I know, and I'm sorry, but I needed you to know. You were right. And-" she took a breath. "And I fucking love you, and would really like it if we hang out tomorrow."

It was quiet for a moment, and Shelly felt her heart pounding in her throat. What if she had completely fucked it up now? What if he said no, what if he didn't want to be with her anymore?

"I'll pick you up at two."

With that, the line went dead. Shelly nodded to herself, a small uncertain smile on her face. Maybe things would turn out alright this time.

"It is nice to have the flat for myself again," Maria told Max as she put some tapes away, "but I honestly do miss her presence. It was nice to have someone to talk to."

"I've heard that cats are great listeners."

Maria laughed, shaking her head. "I'm not quite ready to become the catlady of Santa Carla, thank you very much! But if I'm still single in a couple of years, I'd be happy to get a cat from you."

Max grinned, flipping through that days newspaper, a cup of coffee in his hand. Besides the usual articles of politicians campaigning and businesses growing and failing, there was a small, quarter page article about missing people. Max frowned, letting his eyes land on the text.

Missing children are sadly a reality that we have to face here in America. Not everyone has your child's best interest in mind. We've all seen the cases, of John and Jane Does found after being missing for years. Some cases are solved, with families happily reunited. Most end up with the lost child being dead.

But for three years, this reporter has gotten reports of children disappearing, taken in broad daylight, often in the presence of a single parent. It does raise the question of why no one is investigating these specific circumstances. After all, there are many families still waiting for answers. For instance, maybe the most infamous case of all, of the young Julie E-

Before Max could read further, Maria accidentally bumped into him, causing him to spill his coffee on the page. He sighed in frustration, trying to salvage what he could, but it was of no use. The rest of the article was impossible to read.

Next chapter >

[witchofthemidlands]

THE SARAH JANE ADVENTURES || THE LOST BOY

in which the single dad from across the road who, has known about the existence of aliens for less than twenty four hours, is more suss about an alien computer from unknown origin than the woman with decades of experience & who has traveled through space & time

[shima-draws]

So apparently my brain has decided to get back into Sonic again I say already 27 episodes through rewatching Sonic X. Anyway. I love my kids ESPECIALLY Chris to this day I do not understand why people hate on him so much. He’s baby

[legendaryjarcollection]

Blinks awake. The lost boys fake dating au where Michael and Star pretend to be together to keep them both from being outed

[soupforsoup]

My roman empire is that in the lost boy luke is wearing the same shirt over a day after he goes to the "staffords", meaning they didn't bother to have any clothes for him

can you hear the sound of my heart bREAKING

[meatriarch]

i just think when it comes to post-house esp hospital moments, how virginia would have been right there for every single one of those kiddos until someone came to be by their bedside. and if no one did? then well she's parking herself with them, then. how she'd take the time to help explain to them, their parents, etc whatever procedures they were about to have done so it wasnt as scary, if they were awake enough prior to getting them. how, sure, she ma not know every little thing about nursing and all but she can sure as hell call the drs or nurses out when they behave dismissively towards them and their pain or injuries. how she goes into mama lioness mode for each of them if theyre being crowded by police or reporters in, or out, of the hospital and scolds the absolute hell out of them all for harassing them when they need to heal. literally like how fucking dare you listen to these kids now, demanding answers now, when all you lost did was brush them off before it came to any of this. where the fuck were you all before?

and how, flip-side, mama flores is so heartbroken for them all. she barely has the strength to have gotten herself to the hospital and the stress of seeing them all in those states does Nothing Good for her but by god is she so furiously upset with the adults around them all. catch her a sobbing mess near-screaming at the officers for doing absolutely fuck all this entire time, cursing them for not looking for her little girl so that these kids didnt feel like they werent being listened to and take off to do their jobs themselves. her daughter is dead or missing, she almost lost another - and both bc the fucking sheriffs reporters etc didnt do their jobs properly to find maria. and now look? these poor kids are all in absolute messes, on deaths door, and you're in there harassing them and dismissing what they went through as some wild party in the desert gone wrong or something? her heart is an open wound for each of them and theres so much love in her that they had cared for maria so dearly to have gone looking for her but shes so torn apart at the states they returned home in.

[them-bo-dacious]

i said what i said

[people-are-strange-87]

[goblin-iz-whack]

Ask and you shall receive! 👀

🦇 : how did they meet?

🏹 : what is oc’s relationship with the other canon characters?

🍷: favorite thing about your oc?

💋: what motifs/symbols do you associate with your ship?

🫀 : is there anything your oc and canon character don’t like about each other?

🌹: is their relationship healthy, or more unhealthy/complicated?

🥀: favorite thing about your ship?

🦇 : how did they meet?

Well, Rizzo ended up as part of David's gang after a lot of weed and a lot of partying. My headcanons for Maria differs from whats canon by the way: Maria was already part of the group, but she preferred to live more domestically. You know, like with an actual house- Of course, she also has a job and generally likes to be around actual people, unlike the others. Rizzo met her and she fell in love at first sight lol. The boys were tormenting Max and she caught her eye and immediately said some stupid pickup line ("I seem to have lost my number, can I borrow yours?") Maria took a little longer to fall for her but Rizzo lives up to her name (Haha...Rizz) and she charmed her. Their first date was at the drive-in theater.

🏹 : what is oc’s relationship with the other canon characters?

That's a loaded question but some simplification:

She respects David, he likes her usefulness, what with the premonitions and all.

Her and Dwayne like to skate together (he skateboards and she rollerblades), they take Laddie with them.

She's besties with Marko, they wreak havoc together. They have a kind of yin and yang design thing going on? Marko's jacket is detailed and his pants are kind of plain while Rizzo's pants are detailed and her jacket is plain.

Her and Paul like to party and vandalize public property together, but they're less actual friends and more like "If you threw a party I'd go to it but I wouldn't go to your funeral" friends, like idk situational friends? However you'd describe it.

She loves Laddie. Everybody loves Laddie.

Max is basically her Dad, Max is everybody's dad-

She likes Star, they're kind of opposites but they get along pretty good. Girls gotta stick together (and maybe briefly dated in the past 👀).

Michael didn't take much notice of her because bro was out of his mind the whole time he was in Hudson's Bluff- But they probably get along, I doubt they're that close though.

Since everybody lives in my headcanons, I think she gets along well with Lucy and Sam. She'd love a mom figure like Lucy and she'd approve of Sam's bold style.

The Frogs hate her because she's a vampire lol

🍷: favorite thing about your oc?

I don't wanna toot my own horn but I think I'm one of the firsts (if not the first) to make a girl member of the gang that dates Maria so yippie.

💋: what motifs/symbols do you associate with your ship?

The color plum? Rizzo's main color is red and I view Maria as very purple for some reason, so mix them colors up and boom! Marizzo. Also roses, because those are Maria's favorite and Rizzo gets them for her often.

🫀 : is there anything your oc and canon character don’t like about each other?

I think Rizzo wishes that Maria would just move into the cave already- she respects Maria's choice to live like a human, but at the end of the day, they're monsters. She gave up on her own humanity a while ago and thinks Maria would struggle less if she did the same.

Maria just thinks Rizzo should shower more- Vampires don't sweat but with all the weed and the general grime of the cave, she probably smells (they all do tbh) and her cherry perfume won't fix that.

🌹: is their relationship healthy, or more unhealthy/complicated?

Probably one of the healthiest in the group. I mean, Paul and Marko are pretty healthy, but they both have some extra bloodthirst that is concerning, and (This is my one kind of rarepair) Star and Dwayne have some pretty clear power imbalances and Dwayne hides his feelings...and you don't even wanna know about Michael and David-

🥀: favorite thing about your ship?

That Maria has no personality so I can do whatevs :D

[ria-coolgirl]

Awesome work 🤩 @misslavenderlady

The Boys Who Wouldn’t Grow Up - Chapter 15

Summary: David's desperate for answers about what's happening to him. But maybe what he really needs is some companionship from the woman he's grown so close to.

Credit to onventionallstars.com and fanpop.com for the pictures

WARNING FOR THIS CHAPTER: Implied Sex

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As hard as it was to see Max leave while the night was still young, Lucy ultimately understood why he had to go. The look of dread on his face when he answered the phone call at the restaurant made it very clear that something was wrong and he needed to take care of whatever problem had arisen immediately. If it was her son calling about an emergency, she’d run out of the restaurant too. Max truly was a caring father.

She had left not too long after Max did, as there were no more plans for her evening off of work. Once the bill was taken care of, she headed straight home, ultimately deciding to just have a peaceful night in. Perhaps she’d give Max a call later and check to see if he and his sons were alright. It was the least she could do. 

It was never really a pleasant experience going home. She had a beautiful house with a scenic view, but there was nobody to share it with. The silence was dreadful whenever it greeted her. She longed for someone to welcome her how with open, loving arms. All she really had for company was her dog, Nanook. Part of the reason he was trained to be her service dog was to help with the anxieties that came with being so alone.

After parking her car in her driveway, Lucy walked up the stone path to the front porch, happy to see Nanook sitting patiently where she left him. Normal dogs preferred to be put inside where they’d be safe and warm, but her dog was special. He preferred to guard the outside of her house, keeping a watchful eye out for any suspicious activity. She couldn’t ask for a better companion to keep her safe.

“Hello, Nanook!” she smiled warmly at her pup. He stood up from the step he had been sitting on to properly greet her and stand by her side in order to help her out. The clever dog could tell she was in need of some company and was ready to help care for her in the way he was trained.

“Did you have an eventful night, buddy?” Lucy cooed, kneeling down to scratch his ears and give the top of his head a kiss. His soft, fluffy fur always helped soothe her nerves. To her surprise, he wasn’t in his usual goofy mood. He was staring off behind her, eyes focused and ears tilted back as he gazed into the darkness of her yard. 

She followed her dog’s line of gaze, trying to find what he was alerting her to. When she saw the shadowy shapes not too far away, she rolled her eyes and stood back up. Not this again, she thought to herself.

“So, you’re back,” she spoke out to the figures in her yard. They remained silent. Any other person would be fearful, but not Lucy. She was much tougher than she looked. 

“Have you come to apologize? I think I deserve that after all the trouble you caused,” she said. 

“...”

“Ugh…I am not in the mood for this. Not tonight. Just do as you’re told and we won’t have this problem anymore. Understood?”

A moment passed. The silence was still hanging thick in the air. Finally, the tallest figure nodded. That was all Lucy need to hear. Her stern expression softened and a gentle smile replaced her frown. She knew they could see her just fine, even in the low light of her porch lamp. 

“Good. Now run along and play. Be good for me, okay?”

The figure nodded again before taking off with the others. Lucy was left alone yet again now. Just a dog and an empty house. All she could think about was how frustrating it all was. Why couldn’t this just be easier? Maybe she just needed to be more patient. To hope for the very best. It was all going to be okay in the end. 

She was sure of it.

By some miraculous twist of fate, David’s motorcycle had been returned, along with David himself last night. It had been tucked away in the corner of the garage, safe and sound. He snatched a rag off the workbench next to it in order to wrap up the bloody bite in his hand before moving the bike out of the space.

Wanting to sneak out before his dad showed up to give him hell for the scare Marko definitely caused, he pushed the bike through the darkness and down a side path that led away from the driveway. If he went the usual way and his father’s car pulled up with the headlights on, it would be game over.

Thankfully, he had put enough distance between himself and the house before it was safe to start the engine and ride off into the night. There was really one place he could go right now to figure this whole thing out.

The cave.

This entire whirlwind of events had started right after that dinner he had with Michael and his Lost Boys. How had things gone wrong so fast? He felt safe when they were having fun together. They had bonded, making promises to keep him safe from the terrifying aspects of the world that awaited him with time and aging.

Even when he was scared and confused hanging from the cliff, Michael kept his word and kept him from dying in the endless depth of the ocean. Michael wanted to protect him from awful things like this, so surely he could help with this mess.

The only detail that was nagging David in the back of his mind was the drink they shared. After everything that happened, he still didn’t know for sure what it was. He trusted his friends enough not to poison him, so surely it wasn’t something dangerous…right?

David hadn’t expected to get to the cave as fast as he did. His mind was so hyper-focused on getting answers and fixing this scary situation that he hadn’t really been paying attention to where he was going. Yet somehow, he found the place without any issue. That was rather odd considering he had only traveled here once, and it was with Michael’s directions, starting at an entirely different location.

So why did he get drawn to this place so naturally?

He didn’t have time to think about that right now. All he focused on was hiding his bike and getting inside. Someone had to be in the cave right now, and even if they weren’t, the boys had to come back at some point. As far as David knew, this was their only place to call home. After following the path that Michael showed him before, David found the entrance to the hotel lobby inside. Thankfully, a torch was propped up on the wall and he still had his trusty lighter in his pocket to ignite a flame to guide his way. 

Being in the cave without the others felt a lot spookier. Everything was so dark and empty and each small footstep projected in higher volume throughout the massive space. He hated feeling so frightened and weak by himself, but he had to find someone. ANYONE.

“Michael? Are you here? Hello!” David called out, not even needing to shout for his voice to travel. The deeper he went in, the more candles he was able to light. Soon, there was enough illumination for him to safely put the torch aside. He looked around the room, hoping for a sign that his friends were there.

“Michael! It’s David! Can y-”

“David! ”

The blond quickly turned in the direction of the second voice. It wasn’t Michael that answered him, but Maria. Relief washed over him as he ran over to her. She was hidden in the shadows by an alcove. There was a bed and a variety of colorful blankets and pillows scattered about it. He would have guessed it was her room, but surely with a former hotel, she’d have something bigger with more privacy, especially with four boys living here too.

“Maria! God, I’m so glad to see you,” he exclaimed, running over to her. She timidly stretched out her arms and he was more than happy to rush into them, wrapping his own around her in a hug. He was quite shocked to find that she was a lot thinner under her clothes. He knew she was slender, but he could feel her ribs under her blouse as he held her. That didn’t matter, though. It felt right to hold her like this. 

He could have held her all night if she didn’t move away to look him in the eyes. David had anticipated the same joy or relief, but that wasn’t what he was met with at all. He only saw a frightened look in her brown eyes and cheeks stained with fresh tears.

“Maria? What’s the matter? Are y-”

“Why are you here, David??” she asked, voice shaking from the threat of crying. He hadn’t known what to expect, but it wasn’t this.

“I-I’m so sorry…I…something’s happening to me…I-I came to find Michael to help me!” David explained. He was concerned now that he had been interfering in the space or her privacy, but that wasn’t what upset her. It was the mention of their dear pal Michael.

“David…you can’t be here…it’s…it’s not…safe,” Maria urged him. Her arms were no longer wrapped around his body. She had placed each hand on the side of his face, rubbing her thumbs against his scruffy cheeks. They were shaking terribly against him.

“Maria, I’m sorry, but I don’t understand…” 

She didn’t say anything for a moment. He was certain there was something crucial she had to tell him, but it was like an invisible force was silencing her. Like a hand over her mouth that he couldn’t see. All she did was grab his hand and lead him into the alcove. He didn’t question it, just followed as she guided him to sit on the bed with her. 

“I…I’m so sorry…this is all my fault…if I hadn’t talked to you at the concert….if I hadn’t…liked you so much…” 

Her thoughts were jumbled, and so were her words as a result. She clasped her hands together, fingers entwined, as she bounced her leg nervously. All David could think to do was wrap an arm around her and keep her close in a hug. If he couldn’t do anything else, he could at least be there for her.

“D-David…I was…I was supposed to do something…horrible…b-but I couldn’t…” she stuttered. More tears were flowing down her cheek. Even as he tried to wipe them away, they just kept coming. “Now Michael…he…he’s gonna keep you….and you’ll be in…d-danger…”

“Maria. Whatever you think you did that was so bad, I’m sure it’s not your fault,” he whispered to her. His other arm held her figure too, now helping him pull her closer. She was so frail and so scared. He knew what that was like, and if he knew anything about helping in a situation like this, the best thing he could do was assure her he was there for her.

“If it’s any consolation…I like you too, Maria. I…actually like you a lot…” David’s cheeks felt warmer as the sweet words came from his mouth. Maria had been so wonderful. In his eyes, she lit up the room like the sun, washing away all the dark, scary thoughts in the world. All he wanted was to keep her just as safe as she made him feel. It was the least he could do.

“You’re too kind to become one of them, David…” Maria sighed, finally looking up to meet his gaze.

“What do you mean by th-”

The words were cut off by her lips on his. Even within the first second of kissing her, David felt his heart ramp up as fast as it could possibly go. His stomach felt like it was full of butterflies and his face felt a lot warmer as he practically melted in her arms. All he wanted at that moment was to kiss her back and make her feel the exact same way.

He eagerly kissed her back, wrapping his hands over her hips and moving her to straddle his lap. Even with skin that was cool to the touch, she ignited a fire within; the temperature climbing higher and higher as their kisses got deeper and more passionate.

“David…” she whimpered, pulling away for just a moment. “I want to help you, I really do…but…please…let’s just forget everything for now…”

David understood completely. He gave her a soft smile and a nod before bringing them both down on the bed.

Even after a rather eventful night and some peaceful rest afterward, David’s head ached terribly when he awoke. It reminded him of how he felt yesterday with the sliver of sunlight causing him to feel utterly exhausted. He squinted as he forced himself to look up towards one of the holes in the cave. The sky was growing lighter as the dawn crept closer and closer. It only made him groan and put his head back against the pillow. 

He was holding Maria to his chest, their bodies only covered by one of the many blankets she owned. Even though the morning light frustrated him and his senses, David couldn’t deny that she looked positively stunning. He had only ever spent time with her at night, so this was his first chance to see her in a new light. She was the embodiment of warmth. Glowing and full of life as she slumbered next to him. It reminded him of how beautiful she was last night~

Maybe this was a sign that everything would be okay. She certainly made him feel that way. The blond held her close as he peppered kisses in her hair, on her cheek and over her neck. He was incredibly tempted to stay here all morning and sleep with her in his arms. That would have been enough for him to doze off completely all over again, if there hadn’t been a distinct sound to wake him up.

There was a fluttering sound echoing throughout the cave. He could have sworn he recognized it from somewhere. In between the noises, he also recognized the sound of…giggling. Mischievous laughter at barely a whisper in between the other, very distinct noise. If he hadn’t been confused before, he certainly was now.  

“David…?” Maria groaned, interrupting his thoughts. David smiled down at her, continuing the kisses he had begun before. She looked relaxed by them, but he recognized she was feeling just as exhausted as he was. “You…need to…go home, honey…”

It hurt hearing her say that. He was so sure things had been going well, but now she was sending him away. Even if his feelings weren’t hurt, there was also the physical pain the rising sun was causing him. Why did he feel like absolute garbage whenever the morning came? This wasn’t right…

“But…I had such a good time with you, Maria…~” he cooed. He couldn’t stop himself from nuzzling her neck some more. Maybe if he sweetened her up enough, she’d let him stay. “Besides, I came here to get some answers about what’s going on with me”

At that point, Maria finally managed to open her eyes enough to properly look into his own. He’d happily gaze into them as long as she’d let him. 

“Aww hon, please…I’m not doing this…because I want you to go…” she grumbled, lacking the energy to speak at a regular pace. “You…you’re not safe here…need to be….home…”

“That place doesn’t feel like home if I’m not with you,” he sighed. All he wanted now was her embrace and the mesmerizing scent of her lilac perfume. She seemed concerned by that answer. Still, she managed to give him a small smile before bringing her hand up to his cheek. He happily nuzzled against it. 

“I promise…I’ll come to see you tonight…but you need to get home and sleep…this place…it’s dangerous.”

David wasn’t even more confused as to what she meant, but the feeling in his gut told him to listen to her warning. She had been so kind and caring to him so far. Surely she was looking out for him right now. Not to mention she looked far less stressed when he nodded his head in agreement with her request. 

“Okay. But when the night comes, I really do want to talk,” he said. Maria seemed to be satisfied with that answer. She watched him carefully as he reluctantly got out of her bed and slipped his clothes back on. It was draining getting up right now, but he was true to his word. When he was ready, David leaned down to kiss her forehead before letting her sleep. One last thing came from her lips before she finally dozed off.

“David…?”

“Yes, sweetheart?”

“Whatever you do…please…don’t trust Michael”

[britany1997]

Fate Yields For No One

Chapter Four

Were you wondering what the boys were doing while reader and Maria were bonding at the video store those two weeks? Wonder no more! Here’s what they were up to lol

I strongly recommend going back to at least read chapter 3 before reading this one, as some of the scenes will be the same, but from Paul’s perspective:)

Poly Lost Boys x Max’s Daughter Reader

FYFNO Masterlist

California, 1986

Paul’s eyes widened as he realized who you were to him. You wished you could have stopped the word that fell from his lips.

“Mine.”

Paul stared at you, his eyes raking up and down, taking you in. God you were beautiful, the others would love you. As his shock wore off, Paul felt a giddy feeling bubbling in his chest.

He had a million questions to ask you. Your favorite food, your favorite color, your favorite band. Paul had to know anything and everything. (Even if you liked Tiffany or something, he could get over it…eventually.)

As your lips parted, Paul prepared himself to be enchanted by whatever honeyed words you’d speak to him. He reached forward to caress your cheek.

Instead of leaning into the touch as he’d expected you to, you recoiled. His brow furrowed.

“Oh my god I totally forgot I have to go stock things in the back, so nice to meet you, bye!” He heard you blurt out before you moved away from him.

There were few times in Paul’s life when he was actually rendered speechless. This was one of them.

Paul’s brow furrowed, “what?” He whispered as he moved to stand in front of the desk’s swinging door you’d been headed for. Surely he’d misunderstood (wouldn’t be the first time), you had to at least talk this out.

He watched your face twist into a glare, “you’re in my way…” you bit out at him.

Paul’s confusion turned to frustration. “What?!” He repeated, “but we’re…I mean we-” he stumbled over his words, desperate and utterly flabbergasted.

“I know what we are,” you told him, “and I don’t care. So can you please move aside so I can do my job?”

Paul’s jaw dropped.

You…didn’t want him? Didn’t want a mate? Someone who’d love you unconditionally for eternity? Who’d do anything for you? God what was wrong with you?

He stumbled a bit as you pushed past him. “Hey!” He called after you, his ego more bruised than it’d ever been.

“This isn’t over you know,” he promised, resolved to win your heart, even if he had to recruit some…reinforcements.

You scoffed, oblivious to Paul’s plotting. “Seems like it is,” you replied before slipping into the back of the video store.

“What the fuck just happened,” Paul murmured to himself as he rubbed his forehead.

Maria whistled “tough break Paulie.” She bumped him with her hip before she went back to returning DVDs.

Paul scoffed. She didn’t know the half of it. “I gotta go Maria,” he muttered, stalking off with his tail between his legs.

She snickered softly as she watched him go.

Paul shook his head, he was gonna be in for one long conversation when he got back to the cave.

Paul slunk across the boardwalk, hands in his pockets, as he made his way back to his bike.

His head nodded along to the beat of the music playing over the speakers. Paul started to tap out a four count on his thigh as he walked and hummed.

“Are you going to that bonfire Friday?” “I dunno, is Jason gonna be there?” “Ugh, probably” Paul huffed a laugh as he eavesdropped on the vapid boardwalk talk.

A bonfire on Friday did sound fun though. Should he and the guys throw a party? Who would they even invite? Maria? Maria, who worked at the video store with his new mate. He sighed. What a mess.

As he walked, his mind wandered to her pretty face. He wished she would have let him touch her. She looked so soft. He just wanted to hold her. He could be gentle!

He huffed.

Didn’t she realize he was hers? Didn’t she know he’d do anything for her? He’d be anything she needed? He’d probably even cut his hair for her if she asked. As long as she let him hold a memorial service after.

She was pretty, and soft (probably), witty and fiery, and she was right there at the video shop and she didn’t even want him. How fucked was that.

Paul frowned as he finally reached his bike, looking back over his shoulder in the shop’s direction. It’d been a while since he’d felt that hollow longing feeling of being alone.

But he wasn’t alone, not anymore. And whatever had happened back there, he and his boys were gonna fix it, he knew they would.

Paul revved his engine with renewed determination. ‘Just wait pretty girl,’ he thought, ‘cause we’re comin back for ya’

When Paul arrived at the cave, each of the boys were too immersed in their own activities to notice.

On the couch, Dwayne was two-hundred and twelve pages into his thirty-first reread of Dostoevsky’s The Brothers Karamazov and from the way Dwayne was hunched over the book, quite literally on the edge of his seat with his brow furrowed, Paul could tell it was just starting to get good.

Though Paul could barely think over the harsh whirring sound of Marko’s sewing machine. He’d been occupied with making patch-work vests and skirts lately to expand his wardrobe. And while Paul appreciated having some extra pieces around he could borrow, after weeks of hyper fixated, non-stop sewing, the sound was worse than nails on a chalkboard.

David’s constant foot tapping didn’t help either. He was perched in his wheelchair throne, seemingly reviewing some ancient documents. By the way he was squinting and underlying, it seemed to be pretty important stuff.

But none of this was as important as what Paul had to tell them. He cleared his throat pointedly.

The whirring of the sewing machine slowed before coming to a stop, Dwayne looked up from his book expectantly, and a little annoyed, David continued his work, ignoring Paul entirely. “I’m calling a meeting,” Paul stated confidently.

“You don’t have the authority to call a meeting,” David said without looking up from his papers, “only Dwayne and I do.”

Paul wondered if he could explode David with his mind if he tried hard enough. How would he know if he never tried?

“Well it’s an emergency,” Paul gritted.

David met Paul’s frustration with a mocking pout. “Dealer’s out of the good stuff again Paulie? Tragic.” He turned back to his papers.

Dwayne seemed to sense Paul’s desperation, “what’s wrong Paul?” he asked.

“I have another mate,” he said hesitantly, “which means that you guys probably do to.”

David stilled at the same time Marko gasped, the curly haired vampires lips curling up into a bright smile.

“What are they like? Are they nice? Are they funny? Are they hot?” The shorter vamp bombarded Paul with questions, making him cringe.

Dwayne frowned, “Paul…” he began gently, “why aren’t they here with you?”

A broken look crossed Paul’s face, “she…doesn’t want me.”

Marko’s excitement was extinguished as he came to Paul’s side, lacing their fingers together. Dwayne softened, quietly reflecting on Paul’s words. David frowned.

“What do you mean she doesn’t want you?” he narrowed his eyes.

“Exactly what I said dude,” Paul strained, “she said she didn’t care!”

David leaned back, unconvinced. “Tell us exactly what happened, start to finish.”

Paul nodded and painfully recounted every moment from the excitement of meeting you, to the pain of watching you leave as he picked up his jaw from the floor.

David stroked his chin, “are you sure she’s a vampire? Human mates are rare, but they’re not unheard of,” he mused.

Paul scoffed, “duh she’s a vampire! She said, ‘I know what we are, and I don’t care.’ How would she know we were mates if she wasn’t a vampire?” He threw his hands up in frustration.

“Did she say, ‘I know what we are,’ or did she say, ‘I know what you are,’” Dwayne chimed in.

Paul scratched his head, what did she say? He’d been talking about what they were, but had she? He couldn’t quite remember. “She could have been saying ‘I know what you are,’” he decided.

David’s hands clapped together, “so she’s human, but she knows we’re vampires, or at least that you are Paul. Unsurprising, you and Marko have the combined subtlety of an airhorn at the opera,” Paul rolled his eyes. “That’s an easy enough fix,” David reasoned.

“Makes more sense too,” Marko added. “If she ran off, it was probably because she was scared. If I was a human I wouldn’t wanna fuck around with us to get bit either.”

“Why don’t we give her some time,” Dwayne suggested, “prove we’re not going to rush into the video store and drag her out to hurt her or anything. We could give her some space to calm down from her confrontation with Paul, and then we can all go meet her together.”

The boys nodded slowly, considering Dwayne’s plan.

“And,” Dwayne added, “if she’s human, we all need to be on our absolutely best behavior,” he shot a pointed glance at David.

David rolled his eyes, “I’d teach her to be on her best behavior,” he mumbled.

Dwayne sighed. “Let’s just give it two weeks, then we’ll go check in on her,” he paused his voice taking on a gentle tone once more, “I think we could all take some time to cool off.”

Paul tensed at that last part, but he knew Dwayne was right. You were a human and you didn’t understand. You couldn’t! They’d have to show you, go slow, ease you into things, be gentle…you were basically made of glass after all.

He sighed, ‘two weeks,’ he thought, ‘I can do two weeks.’

He could not do two weeks.

Not gracefully at least.

By the end of those two weeks, Paul was practically feral. The second the Sun began to fade into the horizon, Paul was awake and attempting to drag David out of the cave.

As eager to meet you as they were, the boys had grown tired of Paul’s impatience.

Dwayne’s evenings consistently began and ended with “has it been two weeks yet?” The dark haired vampire had come so close to just buying Paul a damn calendar.

Marko had had to stick to Paul like glue to stop him from wandering off to the video store every night. On two unfortunate occasions, Marko AND David had to drag him back to the cave to stop him was barging in to talk to you. Paul was like a dog with a bone when he wanted something, and he wanted you bad.

But Dwayne has assured him last night that today was the day, and Paul was chomping at the bit. “Let’s go,” he groaned, annoyed and excited.

“Paul.” Dwayne chastised.

“Dwayne.” Paul mocked.

“Paul,” it was too early for this shit. “I know you want to see her, we all do,” Dwayne reminded him. “But I think we should wait until closing.”

“What?!” Paul huffed, “I’ve been waiting two weeks! Now we gotta wait longer? No way man!”

“Paul listen,” David groaned, “we can’t have a long, intensive conversation with her about vampire mates with random human customers running around, get it? It’s a private conversation.”

Marko nodded in agreement, “it’s doesn’t seem fair to drop all of that on her while she’s still at work either,” he added, “it’s better if we get ‘er as she’s leaving.”

Paul rolled his eyes, “whatever, I bet Fishy’s on my side.” He grumbled as he stalked off to his room.

“You think we should invest in one of those backpack leashes for him?” Marko asked, only half joking.

David scoffed a laugh, “don’t tempt me.”

When closing time finally came, Paul’s eagerness had wavered. What if they explained everything and you still weren’t on board? Humans had tons of reasons to fear vampires after all, you might want nothing to do with them.

He shuddered at the thought.

He looked to his left to see Marko biting his thumb, equally nervous.

“A human mate,” he muttered under his breath, “what are the odds.”

David rolled his eyes, “if she’s a human I can use my thrall, why are you idiots so worried.”

Paul and Marko shot him dirty looks, but Dwayne placed a hand on his shoulder. As tough as David liked to pretend to be sometimes, Dwayne knew he was nervous too.

“No use waiting any longer,” the dark haired vampire reasoned, “c’mon.”

Dwayne lead the way, pushing the door to the video store open and letting the bell ring softly as the other boys filed in behind him.

The vampires maneuvered to the desk together, passing through aisles they’d walked through a million times over.

The silence was deafening as the boys’ thoughts whirled with what they’d say to you. How they’d explain the significance of vampire mates to a mere human.

Dwayne sighed, they probably had nothing to worry about. Even as a human, there’d still be a pull for you. And he could work with a pull, no matter how small.

He’d show you, he decided. Show you how amazing it could be to be cared for, to be protected. He’d treat you like a princess, he’d worship you if you let him.

God you must be his if he was already thinking this way. The tug at his heart grew stronger and strongernwith every step. If you only knew the effect you had on him, on them all. If you only knew you could have him wrapped around your finger.

When the boys finally reached the front desk, Dwayne’s musings were shattered by the vision of your tongue down Maria’s throat.

He watched as David’s jaw dropped when he was met with the sight of one of your hands tangled in Maria’s curly locks, the other caressing her hip.

He’d felt it, and by the looks of it, David and Marko had too. You were theirs, but you were tangled in Maria’s embrace.

The boys were too stunned to speak.

Until Paul abruptly broke the silence with a resounding “what the fuck.”

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