The Lost Boys Imagines and One Shots

Paul Part 2

This chapter again is for @Vampbitch23.

I had been sitting in the car with the family that maybe could have just saved my life, Who would have known what would have happened since I was walking that late on a deserted road. I had gotten to know Lucy and her 2 sons Sammy and Michael. And their husky Nanook. I asked Sammy where he had gotten that name from and he said it was from one of his comic books as a child. I couldn't help but laugh.

Sammy was a bundle of energy and you couldn't help but smile when ever spoke, His brother Michael on the other hand was quite broody and quiet. He hardly spoke and just looked out the window.

I had told Lucy all about my life, How my parents died a year ago in a car accident and I was left living with my Aunt Lisa but she died 6 months later. I was then left on my own. I didn't tell them about why I was on that road. Thankfully Lucy seemed to understand. and didn't asked any questions.

***

We had finally arrived in Santa Carla, Lucy and Sammy kept trying to persuade me to stay with them till I was back on my feet but I kept declining their offer. This was something I needed to do on my own.

We parted ways but not before Lucy gave me her new address and a phone number if I was ever in trouble. We said goodbye and I started walking off. I walked around taking in everything. There was so many different people around. Black and white, Many had different hair colours. I found a small hotel that looked a little run down but it would do for tonight.

Going in I went right up to the receptionist who was typing away on her phone. I coughed to get her attention and she looked up at me in annoyance.

"Can I help you" Rude much.

"Can I have a room please" She pursed her lips and looked at her computer. She then turned to the board behind her and grabbed a key off the many hooks.

She placed it on the counter.

"$56 please"  I showed her my bank card and she got a card machine. When I had paid I took the key and walked away. I was in room 49. Going into the lift I pressed 4th floor button.

Leaving the elevator I walked through the groggy hallway and stopped in front of a brown door with the number 49 on it. 

Opening the door, I was met with a stale smell and a dark brown bland room. I went in and shut the door behind me. I laid on the bed and stared at the cream ceiling. How have I managed to fuck my life up. Why was I given this curse. I never asked for it.

Why was I a witch, When my parents were normal. When my aunt Lisa was normal. Why was I the one with this madness.

***

I must have fallen asleep on the uncomfortable bed. Because when I came too the normally dark room was pitch black. Sitting up I slouched myself towards the light switch and turned it on. The room was basked in a bright light. Pursing my lips looking around the room I decided I didn't want to sit in here and die of boredom anymore so I left and locked the door behind me.

I needed knew clothes anyway. Ive been in these clothes for days now and I'm defiantly sure I looked like a homeless person. Alright I know I am sort of homeless because I'm living in a run down motel and I have absolutely nothing except the clothes on my back.

So I need to get a job and start new.

I walked around trying to familiarise myself with my new surroundings. I was being pulled towards bright lights and laughter. Going forward I read a sign that said BOARDWALK in big wooden letters. walking in I came to stop outside a clothes shop and went it. I made sure I had grabbed a basket on the way in. I then started putting in tops, skirts, trousers, underwear and other random bits that would help me settle in.

I was admiring the jewellery section when I heard laughter from outside the shop, looking over my shoulder I just caught a glimpse of a familiar person walking past. Rushing to the check out, I asked the lady if she could keep hold of my basket and I would be back in a minute to pay for everything.
Leaving the shop, I looked in the direction of where I saw the person go and I saw the head of golden blonde hair in the distance.

"SAMMY!" I shouted, the boy stopped walking and looked around confused till his eyes landed on me. Flailing my arms in the air trying to catch his attention. A smile broke out on both our faces and we ran towards each other "What are you doing here?"

"Michael wanted to look around, he's here somewhere. I was just about to go look for him, Wanna come?" Trust Michael to leave his brother alone in an unfamiliar environment.

"Sure, I would love too, but I just got to go get my stuff from the shop over there" Going back to the shop, I paid for the items and she behind the till put them into plastic bags. 3 plastic bags to be exact, Sammy being the kind hearted boy he is took 2 of the bags and that left me with one.

We left the clothing store and decided instead of carrying the bags we would drop them back to my hotel room.

***

We had just got back to the boardwalk after dropping my bags off and I had a shower and changed my clothes.

I was now wearing a long white skirt that fell just about my ankles, and red crop top and a pair of red sandles. I let my curly hair dry naturally and it felt good to be clean and fresh.

We did finally find Michael, he was standing in a huge crowd of people swaying along to the live music. A man candidly dressed in a pair of tight purple trousers was singing and playing a saxophone. I had to admit he was pretty good. I couldn't help but bounce on the spot and enjoy the atmosphere he was giving off to the crowd.

I was so caught up listening that I was rudely interrupted when Sammy grabbed my wrist and pulled me away, I willingly followed him as he followed Michael who apparently was chasing after some girl that looked like a gypsy.

What is it with these boys? How the hell have I managed to get caught up with them?

I snapped out of my thoughts when I slammed in Sammy who accidentally slammed into Michael. I followed his gaze and watched as the gypsy girl got onto a motorcycle behind a dude with blonde hair, he was dressed all in black leather. My heart stopped. He was hot. But so were his friends.

Looking at them, they were all strikingly similar. Apart from the one with the dark hair and blank expression on his face. But I felt drawn to only one of them. And he happened to be staring at me.

I could have died right there.

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