The Lost Boys Imagines & Preferences ✓ [COMPLETED]

Imagine 47: Blood Is Thicker🩸 (Lost Boys)

Pairing: Erin x Lost Boys

Summary: *14 year old goth, and sister to Paul, Erin's pain from a breakup leads her to do bad things*

Requested by _Vamps_4_life_

*Erin's POV*

G/N broke up with me.
After so many months...G/N just went to my face and said
We're done. There's no point in saving...us.
My heart shattered.
Still, the broken pieces cut me from within.
I crawl under my blankets, clutching my black stuffed animal bear to my chest as I stare at a photo of me and G/N.
Our arms slung over each other's shoulders, as I kiss G/N's cheek.
I can't stop the tears from flowing.
I throw the picture to the cave floor, burying myself in my pillow and sobbing.
It's been two weeks since our breakup.
They say over time, it'll get better.
What a damn lie that is.
It just gets worse...
So worse that I try to drown my pain in substances behind Paul's back.
Paul is my older brother, and truly my only real friend.
The other guys are alright, but they don't understand.
Not like Paul.
I always go to my brother Paul to help.
He always finds the right words.
But for this situation, I'm keeping to myself.
I don't want to stress them. It's...not right.
So, I'll turn to what numbs me.
Speaking of which...
I reach and grab my pocket knife before lifting my sleeve to reveal four cuts on my arm, three of which are healing, and the other not fresh, but not old either.
I inhale a sharp breath, bringing the blade to my arm.
Cut deep...is what I say in my head.
Drown my pains...

*Paul's POV*

I'm sitting out with my friends before a strong scent fills the air.
I sniff around. "Hey, you smell that?"
David sniffs in as well. "Yeah, is that-"
"Blood," Dwayne answers, "but...how is that possible?"
Fear has me getting out of my seat.
"I'm going to find Erin."
Erin, my little sister.
I know something is going on with her, but she keeps denying it.
But I can see it in her eyes.
I rush to her room, pushing her curtains aside and ripping the blanket from her.
"Ah!" She drops the knife that's bloody, and she stares up at me with horrified eyes.
Oh Lord...
My eyes widen.
"Erin!" I grab her arm that's full of cuts, "what are you thinking?! These could get infected!"
Marko picks up an empty bottle. "Hey! She's stealing our beer!"
"Is this true, Erin?" David says calmly.
How could Erin do this?! She's drinking! AND hurting herself?!
Suddenly, she breaks down sobbing.
"Erin?" I cup her face in my hands. Her cheeks are stained black from all her eyeliner and mascara that she wears. "What's wrong?"
She sniffles. "I'm depressed, Paul! I-" she hiccups, "G/N broke up with me!"
G/N?
My eyes widen. They were so close...I really thought-
"Why?" I ask, and she cries.
"G/N said that we were going nowhere. That our relationship was just not good enough! G-G/N," she cries, "oh god..."
I grab her, hugging her tightly.
"Erin, please don't be sad."
Marko comes up beside me. "Yeah, you know it's G/N's problem. You're such an amazing person. Kind, funny, outgoing. How could G/N NOT see that?!"
"You're a wonderful sister to have," I say, "I love you with all my heart. But what your doing...it's not right. We all have pain. We all lose someone, or something. But you need to remember that you're never alone. You have family that loves you, and this world is full of good people! You'll meet someone who truly appreciates you for who YOU are, Erin."
She stares at me with wide eyes, before hugging me tightly.
"I love you."
"I love you too," I say, "come on, let's get your wounds clean."
I take her hand, and we head for the First Aid to clean her.
We all share the same emotions, it's how we handle those emotions that matter...
The pain may seem unbearable at times, but you can't give up.
There's always a silver lining...there are always good times ahead of the bad.
You just need to take a breath, reset yourself, and trust in yourself and your choices...
Erin will always have me, and my friends, to be there for her.
We'll never let her go...

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