Cry Little Sister {Lost Boys Fanfic}

8

"What hell is your problem?" Michael shouted at me after I got off the bike.

"You! You're my problem!" I turned around and put my finger in his face. "I get it, okay. I'm your little sister, you wanna protect me BUT putting your hands and controlling me is too far. Why can't I just live my life? Experience my teenage youth? Michael, I love him."

"You don't know who he really is! You don't know a damn thing about him!" Michael shouted.

"I KNOW ENOUGH!" I screamed and started to tear. "You doing these things to me doesn't stop me! It makes me wanna be around him more! It gives me rush to be with him! You can't stop that! You won't stop that." I wiped my face.

Michael no longer faced me and stared down at his shoes. Marko came up next to me and held my hand.

"Take me somewhere else please." I turned my head towards him.

"Ofcourse cutie. Let's go." We got on his bike and drove off.

I wrapped my arms around him tightly like the first time we met. He was still the same. Warm, soft, so damn delicate. I love him. Michael or anyone else can't keep me away from him.

We went to the beach and laid down, watching the stars, talking about our dreams and so.

"Do you believe in the supernatural?" Marko rolled on top of me.

"The supernatural? Ha! The only thing supernatural is the way my brother has been acting lately." I rest my head on my arms.

"Is there any supernatural being you ever been scared of?" Marko asked, putting his hands on my stomach and resting his chin on it.

I shuffled up with my arms holding me: "Frankenstein!" I giggled and he also.

"Frankenstein? Not Dracula?" He raised a brow with a smirk.

"Some old, blood sucking, weirdo that's desperate to be loved? Sounds so stupid." I ran my fingers through my hair.

"Maybe I'm a vampire." He smirked.

"Oh, really?"

"Oh yeah," Marko slowly crawled up me. "I'm here to suck your blood and steal your heart." Marko put on a thick Slavic accent, imitating Dracula.

"Oh no, Dracula don't! I'm just a girl!" I softened my voice acted overdramatic, putting my hand on chest.

"And I," he looked in the eyes. "Am just a vampire." He leaned near my neck slowly and kissed it.

When he leaned out and stared deep into my eyes. It's was like we were having a conversation without our mouths. Like he was telling me a story but I couldn't hear it. Before anymore, he tickled me. I screamed and laughed and he giggled at me. He stopped and our laughter die down as we stared deep into each other's eyes again.

"I love you." I said, scared of how he would feel.

"I love you too, Gypsy." He smiled.

We pressed our lip against each other yet again and continued until we drifted off to sleep.

The next day I woke up in the morning but when I turned my head, Marko was no where to be found. I was still on shore and I realized he ditched me. I was pissed. When I tried to get up and get my things, a bunch of surfer dudes came up to me.

"Hey pretty lady, where you going?" They circled me.

Some looked like tanned, Mohawk haired dudes. Some tall, sweaty, head shaved bald only leaving some black bangs for the front. They were quite intimidating.

"Home!" I tried passing through them but they blocked me.

"Nah, come on, stay!" The got closer to me. "We'll be gentle." They chuckled.

"Or do you like it rough?" Onther one of them said.

"Leave me alone perverts, I'm 16!" I tried pushing them but they grabbed me.

"Where do think you're going, huh?" His grip tightened.

"Fuck you, get off of me!" I yelled.

"Get off of her!" I heard a familiar voice.

I turned my head to see it's David, wearing the same old, long trench coat but this time he had an umbrella above me.

"And if I don't?" One guy asked.

"Than I'll kick your ass." He said, calm and collected with his more intimidating face.

They all laughed, not taking David seriously. Little did they know, David is not the guy to play with. He could break your bones with his words if he wanted.

"All of your asses." He said, causing the guys to stop laughing.

The guy gripping me looked at David and started to sweat, seeming scared. The guy let go of me and him and his friends backed off, running away.

"How'd you that?" I asked, looking up at him.

"Don't worry about that, you need to go home." He started walking away so I followed.

"Hey, why did Marko leave me in the morning?" I asked, putting strings my hair behind my ear.

"We're busy in the day, he said he didn't wanna wake you." He looked straight ahead still calm and collected.

"Seems like everyone is busy in the day time," I said. "Why do have an umbrella?"

"I don't like tans."

"Why, you would look nice with one."

"I rather not."

"How did you know I was here?"

"Well uh, I actually came to check on you, make sure no one was messing with you. Besides you're my friend's little sister. You need to be protected."

"Why do guys think I can't handle myself?" I questioned, angered.

"Why do you have to ask so many God damn questions? Are you a reporter- ah!" David fell to his knees.

"Oh my god, David! What's going on?" I tried helping him up.

"Just get me to the cave, and make sure the umbrella is above me, please!"

"Alright, alright." I wrapped David's arm around my shoulder, held the umbrella above his head and took him back to the cave.

I sat David on one of the old chairs in the cave.

"Just leave me here and go please." He sat relieved.

"You sure, I can stay?"

"No no. Go home, okay?" He waved his hand in the air.

"Oh, okay. Bye." I left the cave and went straight home.