Lost boys : Far from home

Chapter 7: Electricity

David's pov:

       I leaned against the old, wooden door frame as I watched how Marko shook her hand before I narrowed my eyes slightly, examining Marko more. He had a certain look in his eyes that I had never seen before, a gleam of happiness mixed with something else entirely.

      The girl, Katherine looked up at my and I couldn't help but smirk at her inner thoughts.... I am a gorgeous specimen apparently. The words that came from my mouth sounded cold and smooth. "I'm David." I say, taking in her appearance at it's best now.

         Her hair was a long, wavy, black mess on top of her head, a complete and utter contrast to her pale skin, her eyes were a bright blueish gray colour, her face formed a soft heart as her lips lay on her face, plump and a dark pink shade. My eyes lowered to what she was wearing and I couldn't help but roll my eyes. Obviously Paul had dressed her in one of his Metallica T-shirt's, it was black and definitely over sized on her petit frame, standing up she would probably only be about five five, maybe five' six at a stretch. Her beautiful curls hung loose down her back, reaching her waist.

     I bounded towards the bed before I was standing right in front of her and she looked up at me through those innocent almost puppy like eyes of hers. "Do you remember what happened to you?" I ask, crouching down so that I'm eye level with the girl as she shakes her head. "The only reason you are alive is because you saved out little brother, Laddie." I say and her eyes widen before she clasps her head in pain, her hand over the slowly healing gash in her head. Before I think I go to move her hand away, stopping instantly as I feel almost an electric shock jolt through me, and suddenly I am over come with a sense of protectiveness.

      Katherine's pov:

     I gasp loudly in pain as I clasp my head, looking up at the blue eyed beauty before me, his hair was a light blonde in the fashion of a messy mullet, he was just a little bit shorter than Paul but taller than Marko. He was definitely the strong type 'the leader' as he radiated pure confidence. He had on a long black trench coat, a worn out leather jacket underneath, all black leather gloves, black boots and black leather jeans. He was stunning, just like the rest of them.

     "I bought you some food and a drink... I didn't know what you liked so I just got you what I usually eat." Paul speaks up as David moves away, startled almost. Paul slinks over before shoving a paper back in my hand as he watches me intently Before Dwayne speaks up "I need to change your bandages..... will you let me?" He asks and I shake my head. " No thank you, I can do it myself.....now if you could all possibly go outside for a minute so I can gather my thoughts and ummmm.... get some pants on...." I mumble the last part as Paul laughs. "Awwwww.....Id much prefer it if you kept the pants off." He gives me a Cheshire Cat grin and waggles his eyebrows in a playfully suggestive manner. "Fucking Pervert." Marko says, punching his shoulder before they're all ushered out by David and he closes the door behind him.

     Once they all leave I finally have a chance to breathe, how had I gotten in to this situation? I could only remember bits and pieces, a small boy, Laddie, being dragged along the beach, I punch, I'm thrown on the floor and then black out, that's all I could remember as I sat up in bed, looking around the place. Well, at least I'm safe now. I think.