The Lost Boys

Patrick woke up in the middle of the night. He looked over and screamed.

"Grandpa."

Patrick got up and picked up the stuffed owl and placed it in the closet with the other "gifts" that he had been given. He closed the door and jumped. Frank was standing behind it.

"Ah! Frankie, don't kill me please."

"Patrick, I'm not going to kill you."

"Good, cause I can help you as long as you havn't killed anyone, please tell me you haven't killed anyone."

Frank rolled his eyes.

"I haven't killed anyone."

"Good, now can you tell me who the head vampire is? I thought it was Max, but I was wrong."

"Frankie...Frankie!"

Gee called from outside.

Patrick looked at Frank and then ran over to the window. He opened it and looked down. Frank saw Gee on the ground.

"That's the guy from the carnival...is he one of them?"

"Frankie, I have to talk to you...can I come up?"

"No!"

Frank turned to Patrick.

"If he tries to get in come get me."

He ran to the door and then heard Patrick scream. He turned around and saw Gee next to Patrick still outside the window.

"Ah! He's one of them!"

Patrick ran and hid under the covers. He poked his head out.

"And don't give me that shit about him not being a bad person just cause he's good looking."

He ducked back under.

Frank looked at Gee.

"You know where Pete took me tonight don't you Gee."

Patrick stuck his head back out again.

"Who's Pete?"

Gee bit his lip, eyes full of guilt as he stared at Frank.

"Yes..."

He climbed in through the window and walked toward Frank.

"It's my fault. If you hadn't met me...if I hadn't liked you..."

Tears glistened in his eyes and he let one fall. He stopped a couple feet short of touching Frank.

"I tried to warn you."

He said weakly, lip trembling and more tears falling.

"That night in the cave. That wasn't wine I was drinking was it, it was blood and..."

Patrick popped out again.

"You drank someone's blood Frankie! Are you insane?!"

Frank rolled his eyes ignoring his brother and continued.

"...now i'm just like Pete and his band of degenerates aren't I Gee."

"No you're not..."

Gee shook his head.

"You're just like Andy and me. You won't be like Pete until..."

"Until you make your first kill!"

Patrick yelled from his protective cacoon. Frank gave Patrick a "shut the fuck up" look. He then turned back to the beautiful vampire before him.

"Why didn't you kill me last night?"

Gee looked down, tears tracing down his pale cheeks.

"You were supposed to be my first..."

He said quietly, little more than a sad whisper.

"It's what Pete wanted..."

He looked up to meet Frank's eyes.

"I couldn't do it."

Frank smirked.

"Cos you care about me so much right?"

Gee raised his hand and lightly touched Frank's cheek.

"Yes I do."

Frank felt the warmth against his face of Gee's hand and then came to his senses.

"The fuck you do."

He grabbed Gee's wrist and pulled it away.

Gee's lip trembled. He looked away and down.

"What do you want from me Gee?"

Gee looked back up.

"I came to tell you that it's not too late for you..."

He looked down.

"...but for me it gets harder and harder to resist. I'm weak."

Frank grabbed for the boy and pulled him in demanding more answers.

"Why did you come here tonight Gee?"

Gee kept his eyes down, pain and sadness clear on his face.

"I was hoping you'd help Andy and me."

He whispered out, shaking slightly in Frank's grip.

Frank could not believe what he was hearing. Gee tried to kill him and then he came here for help. Frank could not help it...he laughed and it was cruely. He pushed Gee away and turned to collect his thoughts.

"He's gone!"

Frank turned back and ran to the window..

"GEE!"

Patrick ran over.

"Don't kill anyone till we come find you!"

“What are you doing?”

Patrick jumped onto his bed and grabbed the phone.

“Don’t worry Frankie, I have connecitons.”

(time passes)

Brendon and Ryan arrived at Patrick’s house on their bikes. The ditched them in the yard and ran into the house.

“Where’s the blood sucker?”

Patrick looked at his friends and again wondered why he trusted them. Then Frank came down the stairs.

“You better not vamp out on us.”

Frank rolled his eyes. He had been doing it a lot.

“These are your friends, the vampire experts?”

“Look, just…I trust them okay Frankie?”

“We don’t have time for this.”

Ryan and Brendon looked at each other and nodded.

“Where are they?”

(time passes)

Frank pulled up outside the caves. He was tired and the sun was draining him. The Frog brothers jumped out and started doing equipment checks. To Frank they looked like clowns.

“Alright, let’s go.”

They ran into the caves with Patrick helping Frank.

“Found one!”

“Let’s stake him!”

Frank saw that it was Gee they found.

“NO!”

Frank pulled away from his brother and ran over.

“Leave him alone!”

Brendon scoffed.

“Vampire lovers.”

“Let’s go, I feel a breeze this way.”

“Gee Gee, come on, I’m getting you out of here.”

Gee opened his eyes sleepily, it was as much as he could manage right now.

"No..."

He said weakly.

"...take Andy first...please."

His eyes fluttered closed again.

Frank wanted to argue, but he knew it would be for nothing. He picked up the sleeping boy and carried him to the car. Once placed and safe he returned for Gee.

"Come on Gee, I got you."

Patrick watched how careful Frank handled the young vampire.

"I feel a draft!"

Patrick looked at Frank leave and then ran over to the Frog Brothers.

“Come on, their coffins must be down here!”

Patrick followed Brendon and Ryan terrified. He knew that his friends were doing the right thing, but he was bothered by both Andy and Gee. They weren’t scary looking at all. In fact Gee was quite beautiful and he could see why Frank fell for him.

“This way!”

Brendon and Ryan crawled through a dirt tunnel. They came out in a dank gross smelling room.

“Ugh, what the fuck is that?”

Patrick held his nose as he scanned the flashlight around.

“That my friend is vampires.”

Brendon placed a condescending hand on Patrick’s shoulder.

“Their lair must be around here. Let’s look for the coffins.”

Ryan moved into the room checking out the place. Patrick shrugged Brendon’s hand off and accidently pushed his flashlight up. When he looked where it was shining he screamed, but Brendon slapped a hand over his mouth.

“You said they would be in coffins?!”

Patrick squeaked very manly behind his hand.

“Don’t you see, this whole room is a giant coffin!”

Ryan and Brendon shone their flashlights at the ceiling. The vampires hung there sleeping. Patrick moved his flashlight from one to the other. He stopped on one with dark hair and very pale skin. He had red around his eyes. Patrick was at a loss. He was breathtaking.

“Hello, you gonna marry him or stake him?”

Patrick looked away embarrassed and Ryan smirked as he climbed up after Brendon. He watched as they moved in front of the first vampire. Brendon took out a stake.

“Peace out mother fucker!”

Brendon plunged the stake into the vampire's heart. It screamed and the Frog Brothers screamed as blood poured from the wound.

Pete woke to see Trè dying next to him with a big wooden stick through his chest. Trè was convulsing and screaming and then he fell to the floor in a puddle of himself...still thrashing wildly.

"SHHHIT!"

Brendon and Ryan scrambled down the trellis.

"LET'S GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE!"

They ran through the giant coffin of a room back to the dirt tunnel. Patrick was trying to keep up with the Frog brothers, but kept falling behind.

Pete dropped to the ground and dashed after the boys down the tunnel. He bared his fangs and roared at them as he scrambled over rubble and broken wooden beams.

"RUN! MOVE YOUR ASS PATRICK!"

Brendon and Ryan scrambled up the dirt tunnel and saw the sun. They knew they would be safe there. They looked down and saw Patrick finally reached the entrance.

"COME ON!"

Patrick started his climb as fast as he could.

Pete suddenly surged forward, his clawed hand grabbing the boy's ankle.

"Ahhhhh!"

Patrick turned ready to kick the fucked up creature of the night who grabbed him, but then stopped.

"You."

Pete grinned showing his inch long fangs, his eyes flitting over the boy for a moment before he started to pull him back down toward him.

Patrick was mezmorized. He could not believe what he was seeing.

"PATRICK!"

Patrick was pulled out of his reverie by Brendon and Ryan's hands on him.

Pete snarled at the other boys and pulled harder...he wanted this one to stay...he wanted him.

Patrick felt the tug of war between the vampire and the Frog brothers. He didn't know what to do. Suddenly he heard the vampire scream as he was pulled past a sunbeam. The vampire's hand caught on fire.

Pete let go of the boy's leg, pulling his arm to his chest and disappearing back into the shadows. The flames went out quickly and he looked at his blackened hand, then toward the boy's retreating figures as they scrambled away from him.

"Tonight."

He growled low, but with a smirk on his face and a single tear slipping from his eye.

They burst out of the caves and jumped in the car. Frank, Gee, and the other boy were passed out in the back seat. Patrick jumped in the driver's seat.

“Do you even know how to drive?”

Brendon looked at Patrick.

“Does it fucking matter right now?”

“Good point.”

Ryan and Brendon jumped in.

“Floor it!”

Patrick hit the gas and then sped backwards and almost right off the cliff.

“Dude!”

“I got this!”

“You got something man!”

Patrick ignored them and put the car in drive and headed home.

(time passes)

“Mom! Mom!”

“Patrick, what's going on?”

Patrick ran in the store and pulled Linda away from the register.

“Okay mom, you’re gonna think I’m crazy and maybe I am, but you have to trust me.”

“Patrick calm down, you're scaring me.”

“You should be scared mom.”

“Why?”

“I know you are going to think this is crazy, but…there are vampires here.”

“Oh Patrick, not this again! You need to stop worrying about Grant! He is not trying to ruin our family!”

“Mom! This has nothing to do with Grant, fuck Grant!”

Linda just stared at her son.

“We will talk about this when I get home…after my dinner with Grant.”

She walked away. Patrick sighed and headed out of the store where the Frog brothers were waiting.

“Gentlemen, we are on our own.”

(time passes)

Frank was passed out on the bed holding Gee. He clung to the boy, worried for him and their lives. Andy was asleep on the chair nearby.

(time passes)

Brendon, Ryan and Patrick raced through town on their bikes. First stop was the grocery store where they bought out the garlic supply. Then to the lumber yard for a bunch of 2 by 2s they can turn into stakes. Finally all three churches where they filled their canteens with holy water. Patrick felt bad about the one church they stopped at where a christening was taking place, but Brendon assured him that they were making the world safe for that baby. They rode back to the house. It was a race against time now as they filled the bathtub with the holy water and garlic that Patrick had pounded out. Then they filled water guns with the concoction. They whittled down the wood to sharp pointed stakes. After that they sat and waited and watched the sun go down.

Notes

Hi there chipmunks...how's you?

So we're getting toward the sharp end of this story...if you've seen the movie, then you probably know what's gonna happen...if you haven't seen the movie, WHY THE FUCK NOT?!?

Oh and if you have seen it, we still have a few surprises in store for you.

Until next time...PLEASE COMMENT, and peace out babies!
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