Dang it! Marko had left on his motorbike. "Dwayne," You shouted as you reached the door. "I'm borrowing your bike!" Now comes the hard part, figuring out how to start the damn thing so you could catch up to your boyfriend.
Warning: Mature language and Vampire Fluff
The lost boys treat you like you are their little sister, you are dating Marko. You are Edgar's cousin, Alan is Edgar's adopted brother. Alan has had a crush on you for ages and knows Marko is a vampire.
Everything had happened so fast; what was supposed to be a quiet meal with the Lost Boys had turned into a complete disaster once your cousins had turned up. Edgar had took it upon himself to educate the four bloodsuckers on vampires, completely oblivious to fact that they sat right infront of him. The boys distained themselves from the Frogs' ignorant insults, until your boyfriend took off on his motorbike.
You'd ran out after him, now considering if this was the best idea you could think of. You were currently perched on Dwayne's motorbike, you knew how to ride it - kind of, Paul and Marko had given you a few lessons from time to time - but starting it was another struggle. Was it turn the key first then pull the choke? Or do you press the button first? What was it that Paul said about the kill switch? You could never remember.
After a moment of figuring out, the motorbike roared into life underneath you. You mentally planned the route back to the cave, you knew that's where Marko would be. You couldn't understand it, why did he leave? You'd seen him get angry but nothing quite like this. The cool sea air whooshed past you and woke you from your thoughts.
You left Dwayne's bike near the entrance and clambered down the cave. There was Marko, sulking on the sofa with his back to you.
"Marko." You called out to him. "Marko!"
You crossed your arms, he didn't even turn around.
"Hey!" You snatched a pillow off of Star's bed and flung it at his head.
"Owww!" He exclaimed, he spun round and grabbed at your wrists. You could tell he was trying to conceal his rage; his fangs were slightly showing and his glowing amber eyes flashed back to their normal hazel colour once they met yours.
"Calm down curly, it's only a pillow."
"What was that for!?" He seethed.
"Hmmm let's see: for ignoring me, for fighting with Alan, for leaving me stranded at the Diner. Should I go on?" You listed.
Marko circled his eyes in annoyance and pulled you over the couch so that you were now sitting on his lap.
"The others were there." He replied leaning in for a kiss. "And I'm sure Alan would have helped you." You purposely moved your head, causing him to kiss your hair. He pouted and wacked you with the pillow.
He smirked, mimicking your voice. "Calm down it's only a pillow."
"Haha." You answered plainly.
Grabbing him by the jaw, you pulled his face closer to yours, allowing him to collide his lips with your own.
"So this isn't to do with what Edgar said, it's about Alan?" You asked after pulling away. What was meant to be a question had ended up sounding like a statement, still Marko answered it.
"You don't know how great it is to know the two of you are related."
"Actually... About that." You shifted. "He's not my proper cousin."
"What!?" Marko choked. "You mean he could date you? How? What? Why?!"
"He's adopted." You explained, twirling curls of Marko's hair around your finger. "His family and Edgar's were always pretty close. So when his parents 'mysteriously' disappered, they took him in."
"What happened to his folks?"
"They were never found, presumed dead. Alan claimed his folks were taken by vampires."
"Guess that explains the stupid obsession."
"Yeah well he's not wrong. Him and Edgar had always believed in them, but now he had proof. He said he'd saw someone, a man?"
He tensed up. "And.... Alan remembers what this man looked like?"
"No. He was like younger than Laddie's age. That's why only Edgar believed him. So the two boys became more determined to prove them wrong. And then you show up, dating me. He hated them before just think how much he hates vampires now."
Marko relaxed again and lay down on the sofa, wrapping his arms around your waist. "All I got from that was Alan's a prick and he can still date you. Gosh I hate your cousin."
You rolled your eyes. "Yeah, I had noticed. Just promise me one thing, don't kill him, okay?"
"Okay, but I don't know how long I can keep that up for." Marko toyed.
"You know he's pissed off with you about the bite mark."
"Good. Cause there's gonna be alot more where that came from."
He moved you fully down onto the sofa and straddled your waist, trapping you between him and it. He smoothly let his fingers intertwine with yours. You peered up at him, your heart beating rapidly as a smug smile appeared on his face.
You let his tongue slide down your neck as he smothered you with kisses. He then attacked your mouth, licking your bottom lip for entry. You giggled and kept them shut, causing him to force his tongue into you mouth. Once inside, he made sure not to leave a single area untouched. You caught his eyes flash golden and linger at your wrist. Smirking, you pulled away, wiping the trail of saliva from your mouth.
"Awe is my wittle babyface hungwy?" You teased, wrapping your arms around him.
Marko stopped as he cringed from the inside. "Dont you ever say that again." He brought your right arm closer to his face and began kissing at your wrist. Then ever so gently, his fangs pierced your skin. He inhaled the sweet aroma of the crimson liquid before biting deeper. You let out a slight moan from the feeling of Marko drinking your blood.
"That's not all I'm hungry for." He whispered seductively. You quivered as his hand made his way to the inner side of your thigh.
His kisses traced back to your neck as his lips discovered your sweet spot. Without warning, he sunk his fangs passionatly into it. Marko stroked your cheek to try and ease the pain with pleasure.
You flinched from the sharp touch. He had never bitten you there before, he'd only ever bitten you where The Frogs wouldn't notice. Since most your clothes covered your arms, you'd both agreed your wrists were the safest bet. "Edgar will personally stake you if he sees that."
"Well I can't control myself around you." He growled, his cold hand reached under your shirt. You rolled your eyes and began kissing him again.
"Star they are here! I told you they would be."
The two of you froze in your positions at the sound of Laddie's voice.
"H-hey Laddie." You greeted him as innocently as you could, slowly easing yourself off Marko without him noticing. "Back so soon?"
"David said we had to walk, I'd rather do it now than nearer to sunrise." Star answered as she entered the cave - you were glad to see she was too busy with the bags in her hand to peer at you.
Your eyes reverted back to Laddie; the boy had moved closer to the sofa you were currently hiding behind and finally realised what Marko and you were in the middle of.
"Shhh!" You pleaded. Laddie grinned and mimed zipping his mouth and locking it.
"Are you okay Y/N, you've gone a little red?" Star worryingly felt your forehead as she sat beside you.
"No I'm fine." You blushed even more. Marko just smirked at you, kissing your cheek before getting up to feed his pigeons.
"I had the dream again, about them." Laddie told you once Marko had left.
"He keeps getting flashes of memory." Star whispered to you.
"It was the same dream Star, it was them. I'm sure of it. He was working in the yard, hammering something I think. The yard was big with lots of grass, no boardwalk and no ocean. She was bringing him something cold to drink... and had red hair."
You put two and two together and stared stunningly at Star. "He still remembers?"
"Seems that way." Star glanced at Marko, and was glad to see he was too focused on his pigeons to have heard the three of you. "Don't tell the others."
"I was there, too." Laddie continued. "And a dog - but I don't know its name. I was running and the dog was chasing me. Then I turned around and chased the dog. They were watching me. Drinking their cold drinks and laughing. And I was laughing, too."
Your heart wept for him. The Lost boys had assured you that Laddie was too young to remember his mortal life, yet there Laddie was, with his memories still intact, thinking it was nothing but a dream.
"Laddie, that wasn't a dream." Star told him. "That was a--"
You heard the familiar sound of motorbikes roaring in the distance. You went out to greet them, motioning to the others to follow you.
"David," You smiled, "You left my cousins in one piece I hope?"
You felt two strong arms wrap around your stomach. Your smile brightened as you moved to place a kiss on your curly boyfriend's cheek.
"The dumb brothers are fine." David answered before he turned to Marko. "And has the babyface stopped his tantrum?"
Marko glowered. "Alan so started it."
You changed the subject, trying to keep the peace. "Erm...how's Dwayne getting back?"
"Oh I found a way." There was a glint in David's eye when he said this, and you were beyond curious to know what he meant.
As if on cue, Paul's motorbike was heard in the distance. "Don't get your nails tangled in my curls!" A familiar voice bellowed.
You all turned to the source of the girlish shrieking; Paul with a flustered Dwayne riding behind him. A giant smirk adorned onto Marko and David's face.
"Well I'm not wrapping my arms around your waist." Dwayne argued back.
"Chill out man, do you wanna be knocked off?"
"Can't this go any faster?"
"I'm going as fast I can, Lurch." Paul turned his head to laugh in Dwayne's face.
"Yo twisted sister, keep your eyes on the fucking road." Dwayne uttered, pushing him back.
"Stop back seat driving."
Dwayne rushed off the bike the second Paul hit his breaks.
"Finally," Paul grumbled, lighting a joint.
Dwayne turned to you. "Where's my baby?"
You gestured to his bike. "Sorry Dwayne, I owe you one." You apologized.
"Dwayne, Dwayne." Laddie trilled, running up to welcome him. "I saved you half my funnel cake."
"Can I try riding your bike one day?"
Dwayne's face switched to several expressions as went over all the possibilities of what could become of his bike. He peered at you, then at his bike and then at Laddie again. "...I'll think about it." He sighed. Laddie beamed and hugged him.
"I'd better go." You announced.
"It's okay Dwayne, I won't go anywhere near your chick magnet." You retorted.
"Can't you stay a little longer? For me." Marko lowered his lip, he was too adorable to say no to. You nodded, knowing you would have to wait for the next sunset to see him again.
It was seven o'clock in the morning; the sun shone brightly against the glass of your half open window which welcomed the cool morning breeze. Yet, there you were, still fast asleep in your bed. It had only been an hour since you snuck back into your bedroom from hanging out at the Lost Boys' cave. Quietly as they were able, the Frogs came in to wake you up for your forced 'vampire slayer training' and early shift at the comic book store like per usual.
Edgar tutted at you. "She came back then."
"What do you mean?" Alan insisted.
"She was out all last night with that boyfriend of hers."
Alan stopped himself from cursing, noticing a note propped on top of your duvet. "What's this?"
"Let me see." Edgar demanded, snatching the note. "Dear Edgar and Alan, vampires will be the least of your worries if you even dare to think about waking me up. Love Y/N."
