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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐒 𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐄𝐅𝐔𝐋 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋, she didn't have shoes so her feet left prints in the sand, music played behind her but her muffled tears covered the distracting noise. It seemed like it's been a long time she cried which was surprising to her.

Though she likes releasing her feelings, yet she couldn't help but feel watched at the moment, the feeling started to make her feel unpleasant-- though courageous she was to cry somewhat loudly-- she couldn't help but feel shifty on the iching feeling of someone just staring at her.

She lifted her head to look around. This happened a lot of times, where she would lift up her head from her knees to see if anyone was accompanying her or even watching her afar to no avail. 

After it went she eventually stood up and joined the crowd of people in Santa Carla, with both her hands in her pockets and a lit cigarette hanging from her glossy lips. She felt a bit more lighter, like a feather after her sobbing session. All she desires at the moment was just a snack, something she was suppose to get as soon as she got home.

Unfortunately she didn't have any money with her and all she could do was bare with it and wait till an hour goes by till her mother goes to sleep and it's safe for her to sneak back in the house to check her money. That's until she bumped into a familiar group.

"I'm sorry" she mumbled before looking up to see a familiar grin on the boys faces, It was the punk boys she kept seeing in her dreams for some odd reason. Was she dreaming again? It's been a long time since she actually met these boys physically. "Hungry aren't you?" David came up, "How'd you know?", "It's your dream after all" David had another smile.

It was definitely enough to reassure herself that she was dreaming, it was odd since she barely spends her time with these boys physically and yet she constantly dreams about them, or so that's what she thought.

David knew what she was thinking and just wanted to play around her thoughts, moreover mindset, and hide up the vampire activity they revealed to her, at least in that way she wouldn't distance herself to them if she found out about the reality. They wouldn't know what to do otherwise, and even so why would they reveal their true forms? They still had a plan for her.

"Come, you must be cold, let us take you for a ride" David pulled out his hand for Y/n to take, he had a confident cocky smile as he helped you get up on his motorbike parked nearby.

𝐀𝐒 𝐔𝐒𝐔𝐀𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐊𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐋𝐘 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐃 𝐔𝐏 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐓𝐒 𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐊, and the girl found herself sniffing David's familiar scent of cologne, the same scent she remembers in her previous dream.

Eventually they took her into a cave, without even saying a word David already answered Y/n's question in her head, "This cave is just our little home" he explained what it was, Y/n wasn't surprised that he knew what she was about to question. "It's cozy", "It's not much" Marko walked from behind Y/n. 

"It's still a home" H/c haired girl responded before finding a seat to sit on, "What would you like to eat?" David sat on a chair across from the girl who was scanning the area, "Anything is alright", she came to a conclusion that it seemed like in her previous dream the boys did treat her to eat as well on a yacht that was viewing the entirety of boardwalk.

"It's your dream" David empathized with a chuckle with his deep voice, "Craving for a burger" she wished, "Burger it is" David leaned on his chair before gesturing Marko to get them food. "Where are your friends?" Dwayne brought up, the subject made her contain herself from visibly frowning as he mentioned the word. 

"At their homes, doing their own thing" she began fiddling the chair she sat on, tracing the patterns carved into the wooden armchair, "About the girl you told me last time" Y/n brought up, it was enough to spark David some interest and lift up his head then turn his eyes towards the other boys who seemed surprised at the sudden question. 

"What happened to her?" she questioned still avoiding eye contact from the boys, "She trusted her friends too much, so she told them everything till it eventually became the death of her", "What do you mean?" Y/n lifted her head, "They murdered her" he spoke nonchalantly, however David had an expression she couldn't understand. 

"But why" Y/n's curiousity peaked, "Maybe she said something that upsetted them, or maybe she said something that wasn't acceptable" David mumbled he was looking on the ground, he didn't seem to enjoy the topic too much though Y/n couldn't quite deduce his emotions. "You knew her right?" Y/n continued her query, "Maybe" he simply replied. "I'm sorry" she apologized, "No need" Marko came in with food which was enough to lighten up the aura. 

"Thanks" Y/n muttered before opening it to gracefully eat it, everyone else ate in silence, "So about your friends of yours" David came up, "How are they?" he had a mischevious grin, the others chuckled lightly as if they knew what happened. "You were right, they were just gonna hurt me" her dream knowing everything seemed rational to her, due to the fact that she just thinks it's her subconscious telling her her mistakes and using the boys to represent every word she tells to herself. 

Satisfied with the girl's answer the boys look at each other with faces of accomplishing something. "Don't worry, you're our family here" David greeted, which was enough to cheer up the girl, "Why don't you hangout with the actual punk boys you keep dreaming" David spoke just to stick to the role that everything was still a dream.

"I don't think they'll like me" Y/n finished her burger, "Oh but you don't know that" David muttered, "Take this dream as a sign of some sort" the other boys giggled.

"I haven't met them in a long time, I only see them in my dreams, I doubt that I'll meet them again" Y/n chuckled to herself as she started fiddling the empty hamburger wrapper, "Are you thirsty?" Marko questioned, it seemed like the boys knew what he was trying to indicate. 

"I guess." Y/n crumpled her hamburger wrapper when she saw Marko going around collecting everyone's litter, "Tell me Y/n, do you drink wine?" David started, "Sorry?" Y/n questioned, "Wine, Y/n, Wine" David stood up and began walking towards a table, he poured an expensive looking dimly lit glass bottle into a cup, it seemed like an ordinary cup, but from afar Y/n couldn't see the liquid that came contact into the plastic cup. 

"I don't drink" her voice started to fade as her curiosity peaked in trying to adjust her head around to see what he was doing with the drink, "It's a dream isn't it?" David kept empathizing the dream which made Y/n had second thoughs as she suspiciously looks at the cup, "Don't you have water?" she raised her eyebrows, "Come on, it's not that bad" David sat besides her to hand her the cup, it was also a way to reassure her, to manipulate her that everything was alright.

Part of her feels like this isn't a dream at all, but another part of her also wants to believes it's just a dream. All that time flying, and with them knowing every single piece of information and interaction in her life makes her think it's just simply her sub conscious, though it's odd she could still clearly remember her past few encounters with the boys even though she expects to forget it at that point. However she doesn't want to conclude any of this as unsual despite her being somewhat doubtful of everything being a dream. Afterall she isn't educated on how dreams technically work, she just knows she mostly forgets about them.

"It's just wine, Y/n" David slightly raised his eyebrows while making tiny movements of his head shaking side to side as he spoke, he had a plain smille on his face, nothing mischevious, just normal.

Skeptical she still took a sip of the wine then looked up to David to see him still closely watching her, so was everyone else when she turned her head around. Fearing that she done something wrong she continued sipping the cup until it's empty, as she did the boys slowly started to smile since the moment of unsureness was quickly reassured to her proceeding to drink it though hesitant.

The boys then started to party around, singing and screaming while holding wine glasses, genuinely enjoying their time, it was a party. Y/n sat down and clapped along with them till eventually she got a severe migraine, with lights being brighter than before and with everything twisting and turning. She was sweating cold sweat, but not even a drop appeared on her face. She was pale and unwell, though she wasn't sick to the point of being tempted to vomit the food and wine she ate. The boys didn't seem to notice her feeling unwell till everything slowly faded to black.