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The deepest kind of bruise by snesus
Fandoms: The Lost Boys (Movies), The Lost Boys - Hoch/Hornsby/The Rescues
02 Aug 2026
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Summary
It was empty now.
Emptier then he'd ever remembered it being.
There were memories tied to every square inch of this place. Sam's laughter from the front yard, clothes soaked as Michael sprayed him down with the hose. His mothers attempt at gardening in the back, the flowers still wilted where they remained in abandoned plots.
He could almost smell his mothers cooking wafting out from the kitchen, humming and incredibly off tune singing accompanying it. The oil stains from the very first time he worked on a bike he'd picked up from the junkyard, the panic that had coursed through his veins as he struggled to clean it before his parents got up.
The slamming of doors, the force of it nearly rattling them off their hinges. Dishes crashing against walls, shattering into too many pieces to count. The screaming, the yelling, the complaints as another dinner went cold on the mahogany table. The smell of beer staining the carpet, glass bottles tinkling as they were thrown away after a particularly bad night.
If this move was supposed to be a fresh start, then they wouldn't be moving to Santa Carla with /him/.