The Night's Young

Chapter 2

David watches Micheal walk by them, and he says, "Hey!"

Micheal is trying to make himself sound surprised that David started talking to him, but he says, "Hey, what's up? Trying to bother me again?"

"What? No, we were curious if you wanted to go for a ride to us to the point," David says looking at the others with a smirk.

"Why?" Micheal looks at them with a little bit of fury because David has the girl he's been eyeing down for the past while.

"Just come with us," David says more demanding.

"I can't beat your bike," Micheal says disgusted.

David scoofs, "You don't have to beat me, you just have to try and keep up."

"Okay.." Micheal says with a sigh.

They start their bikes, go down the stairs as Micheal is behind them. Micheal is starting to question why he got himself into this mess, but goes along with it because David seemed persistent for him to go with them. Micheal eventually just sighs and goes with it. He revs his engine going down the stairs to catch up with them. To his surprise he did. As they were going through the trail to get to the lookout, he looks around in confusion as they were hollering getting excited for something. He never knew what, or never asked them.

He just went along with it, even when they turned him into half vampire. He didn't know what to do, he just figured that Marko and David were playing when Star said it was blood. He just said, "Sure."

He never knew what he was getting himself into until he realized what happened. He wishes that it wouldn't have, so he's been keeping a slight eye on Sam making sure he doesn't make the same mistake he did. He knows Sam won't, but he shouldn't be too weary about it.

The next late afternoon, Delilah got into town after fleeing in hopes she could find someone that will let her bunk at their house and maybe find her brother.

She walks down onto the boardwalk, thinking, "I hope this isn't a mistake leaving my friends, and my fake family behind." Rolling her eyes at the thought.

She continues walking, and eventually she walks into Max's video store. Thinking surely there would be someone there to help her out with bunking at their place. Lucy notices, and asks, "Hey, I notice you aren't from here, did you need help with anything?"

"Hey, yeah, I guess I'm not from here. I'm from another State," Delilah says, not wanting to tell the full story to this stranger.

"Oh, where are you from, originally?" She asks.

"Nevada. I took a bus down here," she replies.

"What part?" the lady asks.

"Just outside of Las Vegas," she says laughing to herself.

"You left there, to come here? Why?"

"Oh.. things are complicated. I came here in hopes to find my brother.. My parents abandoned me, the people I was living with, apparently knew my parents and told me as I got older that I had a brother. I was fairly young, and I do remember them saying that. They never cared about me either. I caught myself up in drinking and smoking, but thought, why am I doing this? So I got clean." Delilah says looking down.

"Oh, you poor girl, I'm sure my boy wouldn't mind if you came over," Lucy says, smiling through teary eyes since she wasn't expecting that from a girl that's a little bit older than Sam.

"I'm Delilah.. Delilah Thompson."

"Lucy Emerson, but you can just call me Lucy," she says with a smile.

"Okay.. hard part done." Delilah thinks to herself. "Now I hope I can find who I'm looking for.."

She goes venturing around, she comes across a comic book store, and walks in. She sees a boy that almost looks similar to Lucy. She doesn't approach him yet, but will be introduced to him later most likely. When the boy notices the time, he goes sprinting out. She gets curious why he went in such a rush, but she looks around. She keeps thinking about this picture that she printed off that looks like her brother since her adopted parents gave her one when she was 13, where they thought was a good thing to tell someone that they aren't their real parents and that they were adopted. They gave her a picture of her brother, where he was 14 at the time.

She was so lost in thought she bumped into someone. "Oh shit, sorry," she manages to say.

"You aren't from around here, are you?" Paul says a little annoyed.

"Uh..no, I'm not, thanks for recognizing it, I guess?" she says almost as a question which she didn't mean it that way.

"Yeah.. you look oddly familiar for some reason. Have we met before?" He says.

"No.. I'm here looking for my brother, in fact," she says in reply.

"Oh, who's your brother?" He says, thinking, "How does she look like someone I know."

"I don't know, my adopted parents never told me his name. They gave me a picture of him when he was 14. I guess I'm like his younger sister," she says, showing him a picture.

Pauls eyes widen, and doesn't reply. "How is Marko her brother? Why hasn't he told me he has a sister?"

A lot of things were racing in Paul's brain.

"Sorry for the bother, I'm going to go," Delilah says.

"Hey, wait, what's your name?" He manages to say.

"Delilah," She says as she walks away.

Before he has a chance to say who he is, she's out of the store. Eventually, he leaves the store, looking for his best friend. After a few minutes, he finds him and says, "Dude! Why haven't you told me you have a sister?"

"I have a what?" Marko says in response since he had no idea.

"You have a sister," Paul says a little bit more sternly.

"Woah woah woah... what? Does she look like me?" Marko is in complete utter confusion.

"Yeah, sort of, she's walking on the Boardwalk. Her name's Delilah." I say, as we both go walking away from Dwayne and David.