Secrets To The Grave (Lost Boys Fanfiction)
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  • Reads 6,160
  • Votes 110
  • Parts 6
  • Time 56m
Ongoing, First published Jul 08, 2014
"How do I know I can trust you? I haven't known you a day and you want me to get on your bike?" I say hesitant to get on the asshole's bike. Finally coming to stop after running a good distance.  After getting on the bike, he reaches over and grabs my wrist pulling me a little closer, "You probably can't trust me, probably shouldn't. But if you want to get out of here, I'd get on the bike." He said my wrist still in his hand, a huge smirk plastered on his face. I looked back and saw the two cops running and getting closer pretty fast.  "Fine," I say hopping on the bike as quick as I can as he starts the engine, still holding a huge smirk.
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