Forever Young 17 ....so...it's been a month....PLEASE DON'T SHOUT AT ME IN CAPITALS ON THE COMMENT PAGE! I'M INNOCENT! .. :$ ..enjoy. Chapter 17 WHO'S FIRST?: "Maybe, maybe not!" Martino snapped, throwing his arms around in raging anger. "Do you have fangs? And is that why you always wear black? ...so you don't turn into ash? And do you sleep in coffins?!" I asked, referring to stereotypes. "We have fangs, we burn to ash in sunlight (any other light is fine) but we most certainly do not sleep in coffins! Because we don't even sleep at all and this isn't the 16th century!" he growled again, stumbling out of his beaten car and throwing me out the back. "Are we where we need to be?" I mumbled. "Nope we need to walk, this is to help you sleep!" he croaked and shoved something into my left arm. Blank. Blank. Blank. Blank. Blank. Blank. "Snap snap! Chop chop! Come on pretty lady wake up! We need to get you out of here!" a different voice practically screamed in my cold ear. "Erm-wh-who are you?" I stuttered on my words. "That's doesn't matter right now, come on!" he grabbed me by the arm and pulled it over his shoulder so I could lean on him for support. Even though I didn't know who he was, I let him wrap his arm around my waist so I could walk a bit faster. I skimmed my eyes across the night sky. It was completely empty, even the stars were too frightened to come out and be seen. The air also stayed silent and it's usual whistled song wasn't there to lighten the tension. I was alone with a stranger, with even the nature afraid of my surroundings. "Who are you?" I asked, frowning at his reflecting eyes in the misty air. "I was going to ask you the same thing," I could see him frowning in concentration. "Then, if you didn't know who I was, why did you help me?" "You were captured, injured and your beauty caught my eye," he lifted his face to mine and held a finger and my face so I couldn't look away. He lent in to kiss me. "I'm sorry, I have a boyfriend, I can't let you kiss me," I sighed and he dropped his head down again. "I get it, I'd wonder why a beautiful girl like you wouldn't have a boyfriend..." "I'm really sorry." We walked in silence from then, did he even know where he was going? A few minutes later I heard two familiar voices arguing with each other. "No! It's not here you dimwit!" one voice said. "I know this is the place! I've been here before! And I know where my girlfriend is you hound!" another said. "Okay, you just crossed the line mister!" I could faintly see two figures and one bouncing around like he wanted a fight. "Oh do you have to be so childish?!" "I'm the childish one?! You're the one that doesn't drink lemonade without asking!" "What the hell? Dude, that's you!" "Erm...whatever. You're still childish!" these people were starting to sound very familiar. It was Zack! Oh yeah, and Joe...ugh. "Zack?" I groaned in pain and narrowed my eyes in the fog. He turned his head to look at me, so did Joe. Did they have a deal or something? Who ever reaches me first can have me? They both ran at top speed, though Joe barged Zack out of the way and carried on running towards me, he was getting close! But Zack got back up and pushed Joe into the nearest river and hugged me tight. "I'm so sorry I left you alone," he whispered softly. "It's okay, we're all safe now. Zack, this is, I didn't actually get his name, but you could say he save my #life!" "Thank you so much," Zack gave him a 'bro hug' and they shook hands. "Pleasure, I'm Angelo," I didn't notice before, but he had a strong Italian accent. "Ciao, would you like to come with us? Or do you have a place to stay?" Zack offered. I glanced over to see if Joe was okay- I don't know why I cared- and he was muttering to himself whilst trying to dry off. I shook my head and looked back at the conversation. "Sure, I'd love that. Because I'm actually homeless, I've just hunted around these forests for ages. Don't worry, I know what you all are. The idiot over there- clearly a dog You- a metholopious The people that own that place- vampire Me- human The girl- human," Angelo explained, although I didn't exactly like being called 'the girl'. "Mine names Cleo," I chirped in and held myself to Zack closer for more support. "Let's go home. Joe! Are you coming?!" Zack yelled out to him. "Suppose so!" he called back. Zack chuckled and Joe came back panting. "Great...wet dog in my car!" Zack said sarcastically. "Fine, I'll sit on the roof!" he moaned and clambered onto the top of the car and sat weirdly. "Don't fall off!" Angelo laughed at him and got into the back seat. "Thank you Angelo. And you Zack. I would've ended up a meal if it wasn't for you guys," I bit my lip, looking a bit ungrateful even though I was very grateful! "It's okay!" they both said in exact unison. I turned from the front chair and smiled at Angelo. Wait a minute, I thought only Zack's family had that tattoo! Because he had the angel wings on his upper arm. "What's that tattoo for Angelo?" I asked. Zack didn't seem uncomfortable, however Angelo froze like a block of unbreakable ice...