Innocent Bunny || Lost Boys 1987 Fanfiction

Chapter 5

Authors Note real quick!
Sorry I haven't posted in awhile I've just been up and down recently struggling a lot. x

But I wanted to get a chapter out for you all I'll definitely post more in the future. :)

Recap~

I dashed my head up to see Sam In the next isle staring directly at me

"Hell0..-"

"WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN!?!?!"
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"CALM DOWN SAM, you don't have to shout at me. I didn't mean to leave I just lost my grip. And I couldn't find you both!" My face began to distort from curiosity to a deepen anger.

"I'm seventeen nearly eighteen my birthday is in a couple of weeks! I'm not a child! You're my younger brother I should be taking care of you!" My eyebrows hunched changing its natural shape it's into a squiggle of a V, my lips pouted out trembling out of sadness and anger Tears brimming the surfaces of my tear ducts. Irritating my eyes slightly.

Of course I wasn't truly mad at him. It was technically my own fault for leaving but who could blame me when you are as socially awkward as me and have a cluster fudge of people surrounding you.

I mean come on!

You would do the same!

Sam didn't even bother to respond back at the venomous words filled with hate I had just spewed him with. Instead he crossed his arms over his chest, and proceeded to stare me down his eyes glazed with anger and disappointment.

The silence was deadly

The only sounds you could hear was the tv blasting in the background with a few feet's shuffling on the hard floor. Outside a swarm of misfits slurring there words at each other drunk dancing as they blasted Aerosmiths song Dude (looks like a lady).

The moment of silence along side the death staring subdued my anger that had now mellowed down into shame and made me extremely uncomfortable. My eyes darted to the floor as if I'd just been caught with my hand in the cookie jar. Guilt began to quicken in my gut with every second of silence that had occurr...

"You know Micheal and I where scared you had gotten kidnapped or worse! He's going to be very disappointed you know. And I know you're older but I'm still your brother and I care for you!"

The suddenness sharp reply by Sam took me by surprise bringing me back to reality of my current situation "I'm.. s-sorry" I mumbled my finger tips fiddling with my clothing fidgeting out of nervousness out of the mention of Michaels name.

'Sam was right.'

'Micheal won't be happy.'

'He'll be pissed.'

This thought was soon cut off as two hands gripped my shoulders tightly. Making me snap my head to my sides to see who's hands I may have to chew off.

"This boy giving you trouble?" The one on my right asked, I quickly gave him a side glance taking in his appearance quickly as he came.

This boy looked no younger than thirteen. He has nice golden tan skin, with a rugged appearance (seemingly to make him look more manly I assume) tattered tartan shirt with a patching red bandana. His hair a chocolate brown colour with a matching set of chocolate brown eyes with a tint of blue hues set in them. Thin lips that curved into a devious smile that would spark anyone's mischievous side.

"Yeah is he?" The other boy asked in a serious tone to my left, I then turned again to see a similar boy looking boy to my right. They had the same golden tanned skin with the same chocolatey brown eyes, same hair style expect this boys hair colour was shades darling than his counterparts. They even had the same face structure as well! The only differences between both boys was their styles, this boy didn't sport the rugged look, he wore more of a casual style with a muddy dark green jumpsuit with a white undershirt matching with a dog tag necklace.

I giggled at the antics of these two boys who'd I just met "No he's not-"

"Yeah I'm not bothering her.. You! Both are bothering her!" Sam's butting in didn't make the situation any better.

The boy to my right tutted loudly his free hand jolting it's way to Sam's lips from across the racks of comic books. Smashing his finger onto his lips as if he'd been told off by his mother or his teacher caught him talking and telling him to be quite.

"We where asking the pretty lady, weren't we Alan?"

"Yes indeed we where my dear brother Edgar." The one known as Alan pipped up adding to Edgar's sentence

I quietly giggled again gently removing both boys hands from my shoulders "Yes, honestly I'm alright, just having a little squabble with my younger brother Sam here."

"Little squabble! I'd be surprised if the whole of Santa Carla didn't here that fight you call a little squabble." Laughed Alan loudly as he nudged me slightly with his below this making in turn his brother Edgar give a small chuckle as well.

Having had enough of the two brothers Sam snatched Edgar's hand off of his face and let out a hefty "Oh shut up you both! Haven't you gotten anything better to do than harass me and my sister?"

"Nopppe" He said popping the p in the word dragging it out more

"So your the mischievous sister who ran off on Mr diet frozen yogurt fashion disaster here." Alan asked with a large smirk appearing on his lips this then making Edgar do the exact same thing.

'Hmm I wonder if there twins?'
I thought quietly to myself

"Ah yes I'm Y/n, it's lovely to meet you both." I took out my hand for them both too shake which they happily accepted.

Edgar began to walk off saying as he did so along side his brother Alan "You better be careful on where you adventure off too especially when you're alone. You never know what or who may be lurking in the dark!"

Once he'd finished what he was saying they both ended up all the way across the store by the registers.

You looked towards them confused and slightly weirded out.

"What do you mea-" I was quickly cut off by Sam grabbing my wrist who I didn't even notice move from in front of me to now beside me dragging me slowly out of the store.

"Sam!" I gasp at his rudeness and his grip which increasingly tighter as we had gotten closer to the stores exit.

'He's probably just worried that I may get lost again... or as Alan put it as running off.'

"Bye Edgar! Bye Alan!" I call out to the two boys frantically waving my other free hand in the air as I was being rushed out of the store by Sam

The two boys gave a small wave with widening grins that just kept getting bigger and bigger the further you get away from them.

The further I got away from the comic book I could only pounder

'What did he mean by who?'

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