I realize I have been neglecting to do this.

I do not own the lost boys or any of its characters

or Santa Carla

I do however own Alex Jesse Eric Kyle Isaac and any other OC's

Luna

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"Surprised Alex?"

I shot upright in bed, my breathing heavy, and I winced, as I felt pain twist in my chest. I kept dreaming of them, it was starting to freak me out. That was the fifth time this week. I got up slowly and walked into the bathroom, running cold water over my hands, and some on my face. I glanced up at the mirror, and nearly screamed.

My eyes were yellow, ringed with red.

I stared at myself, freaking out, but still not making a sound. My heart was racing as if I'd run miles, there was sweat on my face. I looked away, that wasn't me, it was just an illusion. I looked back up...My eyes were their normal stormy gray.

I'm going crazy, I'm officially going crazy! That was the third time I'd woken up like that, to see my eyes demonic.

"Okay Alex, think, logical answers." I muttered

Post Traumatic Stress....That was possible....Insanity, well, that was too.

"Alexandra?" I whipped around, but there was no one there...I swore I heard Eric's voice.

I ran a hand through my hair, going back to bed, hoping I had no more dreams.

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"Alex, Alex!"

"What? M' tired..." I muttered opening my eyes and blinking a few times.

"You were talking in your sleep." Jesse said

"What?" I asked, "What did I say?"

"You kept muttering the names from your dream, David, Eric, Kyle...You said mine a few times too."

I groaned covering my face with my hands "Sorry Jesse, It's just...Hard...I'm so used to...I don't even know anymore, I feel like I don't know the difference between being awake and dreaming. I can't tell if what I'm seeing is real or not."

"What do you mean?" His face looked genuinely worried.

"I keep having awful dreams, and a couple times I've looked in the mirror, and I see myself with yellow eyes. I feel like I'm going to go crazy, I hear voices when there's no one around, I hear them calling me and I want to answer..."

Jesse didn't say anything, I hated the look he was giving me, pity. I did not want to be pitied, I'd always hated it when people looked at me like that. They had never given me that look, that was part of the charm they held, evil though they were. What was I thinking! They don't exist!

I sighed, "Just, go Jesse, I need to be alone a while...I need to think." He looked reluctant, but walked out.

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"Miss Blackwood?" A man was standing in my doorway, late thirties, though his dark hair was streaked with a lot of gray.

"Yes?" I asked, raising my eyebrows.

"Your brother has informed me you have been having troubling dreams, and hallucinating." Great, my brother had hired a psychiatric doctor...Because he probably thought I was insane.

"I'm afraid I don't know what you mean...I've been having nightmares, but nothing out of the ordinary...I just see my father standing over me." I lied

"He has told me you remember nothing of your life until three years previously, and instead you have been living in a hallucination."

"I don't know what Jesse's been telling you, but either he's lying, or you've misunderstood." there was a steel edge to my voice now.

"Miss Blackwood, you have been through quite an ordeal-"

"Yeah, My father beating me half to death." I said, glaring.

"I only-"

"Get out." I said

"Miss Blackwood!"

"Get out or I will scream so loud you'll go deaf." I threatened.

"Ah, I have another patient to visit...I must go." I wasn't sure if he was lying, but I was glad he was gone.

"Not in a good mood today are we." Eric's voice floated to me.

I glanced around the room. Empty.

"Stop this! You aren't real!" I hissed, a tear of frustration running down my face.

"Alex, we're real, you know we are." Kyle's tone was that of one trying to explain to a small child that one plus one equals two.

"Come back to us Alex." David's voice was loudest, commanding and forceful.

I buried my face in the thin hospital pillow, crying in earnest now.

"Alexandra?" I didn't look up. "Is something wrong?" Isaac had come into my room.

"Go away Isaac." I muttered, my voice muffled by the pillow.

"No, somethings bothering you, tell me." He coaxed, slowly lifting my face out of the pillow.

"You'll think I'm crazy, just like Jesse does...He sent a psychiatrist in here..."

"I won't think your crazy Alex, promise." He was smiling slightly, his brown eyes watching me, hiding nothing, always trusting.

"I keep hearing them, the guys from my dream, they call out to me...And sometimes, I wake up in the night, and my eyes look vampiric...It scares me, and it scares me that I want to go back to them when I hear their voices." My voice was quiet.

"Maybe..." Isaac started "Might work..."

"What?" I asked

"If I stayed overnight, and it happened again. It could at least give you peace of mind." I smiled

"You want to sleep in a hospital chair all night?" I asked raising my eyebrows.

"I doubt I'll get much sleep." Isaac said "But I'll stay."

"Thank you Isaac." I said, hugging him tightly.

Something came over me when I let go of him, I don't know what, the closest thing I could think of was when I had kissed Eric, and even that didn't compare much at all.

"Any time Alex."

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Chapter twenty-two

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