LMAO! Guess I was spelling it right. Tee hee. Anyways. Glad you guys like this. Keeps me busy and out of trouble. Time for the real stuff to begin. Muahahahaha. Muahahahahahaha. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH! Sorry. Had a Dr. Evil moment. Thanks to DecemberSnowfall for pointing out that I had it spelt right. Makes me feel kinda dumb. RIGHT ON! Anywhoo. Here's to my awesome fail at trying to correct something which didn't need correcting!
This is going to be a long one. The turning point of everything. I own nothing, nothing at all. Except the OC's and the plot based around the movie. So no suing me.
Once Upon a So Called Memory VII – The End of It All
When I awoke, it was morning. Oh god, the bright morning sun hurt my eyes. The feeling I had were incredible. I could feel just about every fiber in of my blanket, my pillow and it was amazing. I squinted as I looked around. I climbed out of bed only to feel an intense wave of nausea. I covered my mouth to stop it, but I began to vomit over the side of my bed. Between each burst of bile I gasped and cried in agony.
I threw up for at least three minutes before nothing else would come up. I coughed as I climbed out of bed, stepping over he sick that covered my floor. I breathed slowly as I made my way to the dresser. Picking up my sunglasses and put them on. I looked at myself in the mirror. There was no blood on my skin like last night, but there was some on my sweater. So i took it off and left it on the floor. I smiled as my eyes trailed to my neck.
A wave of confidence filled me as I turned and headed downstairs. I could smell bleach, and I looked towards the kitchen. The table lay broken, but no sign of Jason or any blood. Thinking nothing else of it, I turned towards the living room. Holly still lay on the couch, as I moved over to her I realized that she was awake. Probably too groggy to sit up. I lay a hand on her back and rubbed carefully.
"Hey...are you OK?" I asked with concern.
"Yea...yea I'm OK. I feel like shit, but I am OK. What happened last night." She replied as I helped her sit up. She covered her face with her hands as she tried to remember. She let out an angry sigh when she couldn't figure it out.
"Your guy, was a crazy stalker dude. Just like I thought. He drugged you and tried to rape me." She dropped her hands and nearly cried right then and there. I smiled at her and shook my head. "He never got the chance. Jerry showed up just in time, and dealt with it. You won't be seeing him again. Don't worry." I said with a comforting smile. "You should probably go home. I don't want you to drive so I'll call you a cab. I'll pay for it too." I said as she agreed. I made coffee as we waited for the ca to arrive.
"Why does it stink like bleach? And why is your table broken?" She said as she came to the kitchen. I looked at her carefully. "Why are you wearing sunglasses? Is your hangover that bad?" She questioned, looking at me. She knew something was up. But she wouldn't say. I poured water into the coffee machine and switched it on. I turned to her and took the glasses off. Fuck me did the light ever burn my eyes!
"Yea, my hangover is that bad. Which is why we won't be drinking any time soon either. And the table is broken because they kinda had a fight. Jason landed on it and ran away like a little bitch. He had a nasty gash that bled all over the floor so I used bleach to clean it." I lied. Wow, was I ever getting good at this. Deceit was becoming a second nature. After 10 agonizing minutes of her questioning me the coffee was finally ready.
"Well, Tell Jerry I say thank you. I am so sorry Chay, I really am. I am going to stay single from now on. Or become a lesbian." She said as she sipped the black coffee. I used to love the smell of coffee, but now it was just a little too strong for my nose. I needed to go pick Charley up soon, I looked at the clock. Nearly 11AM. I looked at her again as he leaned against the counter.
"If you become lesbian, you might still end up getting raped." I said with a raised brow and a dark smirk. She looked at me, narrowing her eyes.
"What?" I asked suddenly. Becoming nervous, blinking as I straightened up.
"Why...are you so pale?" I laughed at the question and shook my head.
"I don't know. Maybe just sick from too much alcohol. You never got like that?" I asked, quickly changing the subject. I glanced out the window slowly and saw the cab pull up. "The cab is here sis, I'll go get my wallet. I'll meet you out there." She set the cup down as I went upstairs and grabbed my wallet. Fishing out $70 dollars, I ran downstairs quickly. I noticed that I could move a lot more quickly, and silently as well. I smirked.
Upon opening the door I gasped at the heat of it. I covered my eyes and quickly ran outside, handing the driver the money and said a quick goodbye to Holly, I turned around and bolted back inside. I closed the door and breathed out. I moved to the living room and picked up my phone from the table. I turned the screen on and found any calls from Jane's place. I narrowed my eyes. Most likely Charley. And a text from Jerry, he still used David's cell. I checked the text message.
Charley knows. He broke in last night after I took you home. He knows.
"Oh fuuck me sideways.." I read the text over and over. "FUCK!"
Calling Jane's quickly as I could. Charley answered.
"Chay, are you alright? Been calling since 9. Charley's been calling for you. I can't calm him down!" The teen Charley said urgently. I sighed as I looked out the window towards his house.
"I'm fine. Never better actually, I'll be over as quickly as I can." I said hanging up before he could question me further. I grabbed my glasses off the counter and slipped on my sandals as I bolted out the door. I quickly made my way towards the Brewster's, Amy's car wasn't parked outside. I reached the door and knocked. Charley answered slowly, opening the door as he looked at me knowingly.
"Well? Are you going to let me in or not." I said as I crossed my arms. I could see him swallow before he turned to look behind him.
"Mom took him to the city for some breakfast, if that's alright." He said carefully as he watched me.
I groaned and my arms dropped. "Well what was the point of calling me to come over here then?" I said angrily. Charley sighed carefully as he opened the door and stepped aside. "Come inside."
I stepped in, odd that it felt like I passed through an invisible curtain, Charley closed the door as I took my glasses off slowly. I looked at Charley as he battled with himself over something that had to be very important to him. I watched him carefully.
"I uh, I , I s-saw you leave Jerry's last night. Are you OK?" He said finally, afraid to say what he wanted to say. "I mean, really OK? He didn't hurt you or anything did he?"
"What? No! Oh my god Charley! You were spying on me? Why would you do that?" I snapped, making him believe I was upset. Which I wasn't. I was worried, how much did he know? "Does you mother know you spy on people?"
"I wasn't spying...I swear! I just looked out the window and I saw him carrying you back to your place." He stammered quickly as I crossed my arms again. "I got worried, it looked like you were hurt, or something. But I need to tell you something."
I raised my brows slowly. This wasn't going to end well. I sighed as I moved to sit on the couch.
"Alright. What is it?" I said in an annoyed voice, rubbing my temples.
"Jerry is dangerous. You gotta stay away from him, please Chaynne!" He said urgently, I looked at him with a raised brow. "I am serious! You can't trust anything he says or does! This is going to sound crazy, but Jerry is a vampire!" I bursted out laughing as he pleaded with me to believe him.
"WHAT? Charley are you serious? C'mon, a vampire? Really?" I giggled as I sat back. "I think I would believe you if you said stalker, or pervert but a vampire? That's a little extreme don't you think?" I looked a him with dark eyes as I stood up and walked towards him. He stepped back and gulped. I placed a hand on his shoulder and made a face at him.
"I think you need something better to do in your spare time." I said flatly and turned to leave as he grabbed hold of my wrist quickly. "Wait, please. Chay! I am serious! I know it sounds crazy, I know. Please just listen to me. I have proof. Come with me to see Peter Vincent later! Please!" He said, with tears coming to his eyes. How touching. I rolled my eyes and groaned, pulling my wrist away.
"FINE! What time are you going?" I snapped, then made a face of apology. "I'm sorry, this is just...ridiculous. When are you going later?"
He seemed to physically relax, as he told me details of his plan. I sighed and agreed to meet him later in front of the Hard Rock around 4PM. I left and returned home. Really annoyed that I had to do this. As I walked back to my house I texted Jerry.
I have to go with him to see Peter Vincent later this afternoon. He knows your a vampire. He really is freaked out by this. Funny actually, but I'll let you know how much he knows. I have to meet him there at 4PM. I don't think I am going to last two days.
I entered my house and leaned against the door. My insides hurt so bad, my head pounded, my eyes and skin felt like they were burning. My phone vibrated as I received a reply.
I knew there was something special about you, I gave you a lot of my blood, but yet your turning faster then I counted on. I'll deal with Charley as soon as I can tonight. Sleep for a while. It will ease the pain.
I rolled over, completely exhausted. I closed my eyes as I slept almost instantly.
~Later~
I awoke to my phone ringing. Jerry was calling. I answered almost instantly.
"Time to go." He said, then hung up. I looked at the time. It was 3PM. I sat up and looked for my car keys quickly. I was getting faster. I found them and quickly went outside and called Jane.
"Hello? Chay? When are you coming to pick Charley up?" She asked kindly. I told her that I had a sudden errand to run downtown and that I needed her to watch Charley for a little while longer. She agreed and I promised that I would be quick. I turned towards the door with a stretch.
"Last time I sleep on the floor like that." But I was indeed hurting less, for now. I stepped outside as I moved to my car and hopped in quickly. Wanting to leave the retched heat. I turned the car on and pulled out quickly. I drove down the road then floored it when I came to the long dead stretch of pavement that lead to Vegas. I wasn't sure how long it was until I pulled up in front of the Hotel, Charley was looking around for me I think. He looked flustered and agitated. I smiled, might as well scare him for being a nosey neighbour. As a flood of people passed by Charley I snuck in behind him and breathed on his neck slowly. I could see he visibly froze before he turned around and exhaled heavily.
"DONT do that Chay!" He said as he looked around carefully. He turned and we both headed into the building. I glanced up, seeing a large fabric poster of Peter. Hmm, kind of gorgeous. All covered in black leather, dark eyes. I looked back to Harley and he was already walking far ahead. I quickly walked towards him, passing through crowds of people as I came to his side. He seemed to know where he was going to I just tagged along pretty much.
We entered an auditorium, and there was dark music playing in the background. On the stage was a bed, surrounded by fog and cheap Gothic decorations. We watched as three women dressed in black crawl over top of a woman in a white gown. A flash of fire and there stood Peter Vincent. He was a little skinnier then I though. I raised a brow as he spoke all mighty and strong. He had an accent as well, somewhere over there across the pond he was from I guess. A burst of flame then he turned around and yelled for everything to stop.
"C'mon what the fuck people!" He said with an annoyed tone. Peter barked orders and I raised a brow. So he was a rude guy, huh. Figured as much. I fallowed Charley as he called Peter's name. He made up lies as he went along. Peter making filthy comments as Charley looked at him.
"Alright, fine. You have 10 minutes. GINGER! Take these two upstairs." He said as he turned and headed for an elevator. I looked as the woman, Ginger, came up to us with a roll of her eyes.
"Alright, fallow me." She said. She had an accent as well, but I couldn't place it. Charley looked back at me, and I gave him a gentle push on the shoulder to fallow. A few minutes later, the elevator doors opened up she invited us in and I relaxed slightly. Ginger pointed out different things as she went along, Charley reached out to touch something.
"Hey, no touching anything. He's PMS'in today." She said as he continued to walk, saying something about Peter being a sad little girl or something. We entered the room and he stood there looking at us.
"Midori me." He said smoothly as his eyes scanned over me. I shook my head as I looked away.
"Midori yourself, douche-bag." She said and turned to leave.
"Fuck you!" Peter called after her, and she returned it with a comment of her own. I held back a laugh, Charley just looked uncomfortable. We moved to sit down. Charley sat in the chair and I stood behind him. Carefully watching as Peter made himself a drink offing us one as well. We declined as he made a comment about it being too strong for us, pulling off his wig, then sat down complaining of a rash around his dick. I made a disgusted face.
They talked back and forth, Charley asked questions, Peter humoured him for a few minutes before he was fed up.
"What, you think I hang around Dracula, and the Easter bunny? Fuck off!" He said, his words slightly slurred as he rolled his eyes and made his way back to the counter.
Charley got up and fallowed Peter towards the counter. Pleading him to look at pictures and telling him that Jerry was a vampire.
"Jerry? Jerry the vampire?" Peter laughed disbelieving. I pulled out my phone and texted Jerry quickly.
He has pictures, I haven't seen them but he is telling Peter. I don't thing Peter believes him though, but I don't think is is going to end well.
I looked up as I sent the text, Peter was calling for Ginger to get us out.
"PLEASE! He already got one of my friends!" Charley yelled as he smacked the counter. "I'm not crazy! I mean, I not! I don't want to know this shit! Please just look at these pictures!" I could hear he pain in his voice.
"Get the FUCK out of my house." Peter barked at Charley as Ginger pulled gently at Charley's arm. I walked over to the counter as I looked at Peter.
"What? Are you a nutter as well?" He asked as he drank whatever was left in his cup, glaring at me.
"That was a little extreme don't you think? I mean, he is only a teenager. That was a real dick move to snap at him like that, even if he is crazy." I said as I moved my hair from my neck and smiled darkly. "Besides," I laughed as peter's eyes fell to the fang marks and his face fell blank. I started to leave.
"I'll cya around." I said as I walked down the hall of displays, pulling my hair back over my neck and stepped into the elevator.
"Told you he was PMS'in today." Ginger said sympathetically. I smiled and shrugged.
"I feel bad for you. He is a real man child." I said and she laughed as the doors closed. I looked at Charley as he stared out the window. He was really bothered by this. I know I should have been too. I put my arm around his shoulders as he glanced at me for a moment. He turned his eyes back to the view outside. The sun was starting to set, everything was darkening as well as painted an orange gold.
"You OK?" I asked.
"Yea. I'll be OK I guess. Can I catch a ride with you back home?" I smiled and nodded. "Please don't tell my mom we came here."
"Nah, she doesn't need to know. Come on Charley, let's go." The sooner I was out of the evening sun the better. We walked outside and got into the car. Upon unlocking it and climbing in, he looked over at me for a moment. I caught his eye and paused before I started the car.
"What?"
"Do you believe me?" He asked, I pressed my lips together and looked at him quietly.
"I don't know, this is all really strange. But I believe that you believe its the truth. What are you going to do if Jerry is what you say he is?" I asked as I started the car and driving back home.
"I don't know, but I have to do something! I mean, people are dieing and he is the cause of it. I have so do something.."He said quietly as he looked out the window.
"Are you sure that's a good idea?" I pressed gently. He didn't answer. The rest of the drive home was silent, other then the radio being on. "Probably not," He finally said. "But it's the only idea I got."
I parked in my driveway, looking at Charley as he climbed out. Fuck was I ever hungry. I stared at Charley as I got out and fallowed him to his house. He looked really troubled by this. I put my arm around him again and gave him a gentle squeeze.
"Hey, cheer up. You're not crazy, and I am sure Peter believes you." I said, he looked at me oddly then nodded.
We entered the house and my Charley ran at me and gave me a hug. The teen looked at his mother and told her to keep the doors locked.
"Mmmm! Hey sonny! Did you have fun with Charley and Jane?" I asked as we walked to the kitchen.
"Yea! I got burger from Jane today!" He said happily. I smiled and looked at Jane. "That's great. Well you go watch TV, and Mommy is going to help Jane with supper."
"Sorry I took so long. I really am." I said washing my hands, turning to pick up a knife to chop some vegetables. Jane smiled and told me it wasn't a problem. Its been a long time since she had a child around, and she enjoyed it. She poured some water into a large pot and set it on the burner.
"You know what though?" She asked, turning to look at me and shrugged. "Charley said that Jerry was a dangerous guy. He's been acting really weird these last few days. Did you know that?" Jane said as she pulled some frozen chicken out of the freezer. "I mean, he's been going on about not talking to Jerry. That I should ignore him, weird stuff like that and he wont give me any answers why."
I looked at her and set down the knife. "Yea, I know. Charley told me something this morning too. I don't think I should be the one telling you this though. Maybe you should talk to him after supper."
She nodded and then began to tell me all the things she did today with my Charley. She really enjoyed having him around. I promised her that she could babysit for me from now on and she clapped her hands in victory. We both looked as the teen ame bounding down the stairs with his arms full, moving around the house quickly, applying crucifixes and garlic to the windows. We both looked at each other as he ran back upstairs.
Thirty minutes later, supper was done and we were all eating. I wasn't hungry at all. But I ate anyways. I watched the teen as he picked at his food. He looked up at me and I smiled lightly as I put some noodles in my mouth. I felt really weird after that. Felt sick, but not really. Very little conversation happened during the time we all sat there and ate.
"I'm not hungry, I am going to go upstairs for a bit." Charley said as he stood up and disappeared.
"Maybe you should go talk to him, something is really bothering him Jane." I said as I took a knife from my son's hand and put it out of his reach. "Now's better then anything."
She sighed as she nodded, turning to go upstairs.
"I'll clean up down here. You just go talk to him." I said as I stood up. Picking up plates and what not. I swear I could faintly hear them talking upstairs. I stood by the stairs as my boy watched cartoons one more. Indeed I could hear them talking.
"...Dark shadows."
"Yea..its a, gag for Amy. Long story."
The doorbell rang as it slowly opened to reveal Amy. We smiled at each other as she came in.
"NO! No no no Mom, don't open it!"
Charley came running down the steps. Turning to see Amy he relaxed a bit.
"How did you get in here?" He asked slightly out of breath.
"The door was unlocked..." Amy replied confused.
"Oh my god, MOM! Please! I told you to lock the door!"
"Okay! You are flipping out!" Amy said as she sat on back of a chair. That was my cue to go stand with Jane. "You're acting all weird, your blowing everything off." She paused. "Is that a stake?"
"No...maybe." He said back.
"Look, even if your loosing it, you don't get to blow me off. You don't go from something to nothing over night." She said, Jane and I looked at each other while holding back smiles. "And your not nothing to me Charley, so whatever it is, I wish you would just talk to me. To tell me what is going on."
Jane and I looked at each other, Jane leaned close.
"I think he's in trouble." She whispered and I smiled with a nod.
Knocking.
"Stay there..."
"I got it!" Jane said as she came down the stairs.
"NO! Don't answer it, please don't answer it." Charlie stopped her, I came down the stairs as I felt something pull me gently. I moved towards my son as he looked up suddenly. A smile plastered on his face as he looked at me. I realized it was Jerry. Holy crap! I could feel him on the other side of the door. Which meant he probably felt me as well.
"OK, this is ridiculous Charlie."
"Jane, its Jerry from next door." His voice came through the door, slightly muffled. I couldn't help but smile wickedly. My body felt like it was vibrating.
"D-DONT! Don t answer the door." Charley said, stopping his mother from moving any further. I sat there for a minute just enjoying the sensation I felt. Ignoring the conversations going on.
"Go get the authorities!" Jane yelled out suddenly. I looked up as the feelings slowly disappeared.
Charley looked out the window and watch the vampire walk away. "Shit." He whispered, moving from window to window. I looked and saw Jerry walking by. He looked at me with a smile.
"What?" Jane said as she fallowed. I picked up Charley as I walked to the window. Ignoring the conversation going on as I watched him dig the ground up, pull up a hose and cut it open. Suddenly heard a hissing sound, oh shit. NO NO NO NO! I moved to the other side of the couch as I saw him put a flame to the hose. We all screamed as fire erupted from the fireplace. Was he fucking nuts?
I rocked Charley as he cried hard. Fear rippled though his little body and all I could do was rock him and try to calm him down. We looked around, the house was on fire. Jerry came into view through the window.
"Don't need an invitation if there's no house." He said darkly, his eyes shifting to me and his child. His face dropped. He didn't know he was here. As they got up and ran, Jane grabbed a hold of my arm and pulled me alone. "Chaynne come on!"
I covered Charley's face as we ran through the smokey house towards the garage. I was pissed at Jerry now. Fucking crazy man. We climbed into the van as everyone shouted, I held my son close as he cried still. Boy was I going to snap out on him. Regardless of what he would do to me.
"Everyone ok?" Jane asked as she drove down the street. Amy and I nodded and took a breath as a bike smashed through the window. Amy screamed, as the teen kicked it out of the window and calmed her down. I rocked my son for a while as he started to calm down. As everyone checked their phones for any coverage. Small whimpers were all that came out of my son's mouth. I was feel so fucking awful that he had to experience this. I continued to rock Charley only to be thrown forward as we were slammed from the back. I covered his head and hit my own. Pain rippled through me as I closed my eyes and let out a quick scream. I looked up and to the side as Jerry hit us again.
He drove ahead, slamming his breaks as he blocked the road. Climbing gout of his pick up, he stood there like he was challenging. Charley yelled to hit him. My heart dropped. No way, no way! I was about to scream in protest but Charley pressed on his mothers leg and the van lurched forward. I closed my eyes as the van hit him. I screamed painfully, I swear I felt it exactly as he did.
As the fan flew down the highway, I felt the vibrations again through out my body. He was still here. Suddenly they began to scream as Jerry's clawed hand broke through the bottom of the van.
"That's a fucked up vampire hand! NOW DO YOU BELIEVE ME?" Brewster yelled out quickly. Everyone started to panic again. The van ground to a halt as Jerry pressed the break. I sat there looking around, expecting him to pop up. Only to be slammed from behind again, a lot harder then before. I hit the back of Jane's seat as I heard a sickening crack. I looked around as I cradled Charley to my chest as the van lifted from the back. The teens yelled at someone as I saw Jerry. Moments seemed to pass to quickly as we all climbed out. Charley tried to defend us with a cross. I climbed out, fallowing Jane and Amy.
Jerry smiled as he turned around. "Hey."
"GO! Please just go!" He said as he looked back at us. "Amy, please just take them and go!"
"Catch ya later." He said as he turned back to the teen. We moved behind the van, I looked down at Charley. He lay limp in my arms, his eyes closed. I frowned and shook him lightly. Time froze right then and there for me. I don't know how long I sat there staring. Tears built up in my eyes as I slowly realized that he was dead. I started to tremble violently. NO, oh fuck. GOD NO! PLEASE NO NO NO NO NO!
I let out a bloodcurdling scream suddenly as pain ripped through my chest. Jerry screaming demonically as well. Amy came to my side and tried to pull me to my feet. Right then and there I lost everything. My son, my life, everything. I turned to her and snarled as I felt my eyes turn coal black and fangs tear through my gums. She screamed as she backed up. I looked away from her and let my head fall back as I screamed and screamed. Amy fled as she helped Charley get his mother into the damaged car that hit us. I moved away quickly as Jerry came around the front of the van with a picket sticking out of him. The van tumbled over as they drove away. Leaving me to my fate, I screamed again as I saw Jerry get crushed by the van.
I cried and cried as I rocked the forever sleeping form of my son. My eyes closed and my head thrown back just continuously screaming until I couldn't scream anymore. I felt Jerry's arms snake around me, holding us tightly. I pushed him off and turned away. I lay my son down and looked at him. I never felt such anger before. I was about to attack him when I saw the look on his face. His black eyes staring at the lifeless form of our child. Those old, empty black eyes suddenly filled with uncontrollable anguish. He stood up and backed up slowly, his lips parting slightly.
He threw his head back and screamed so loud it hurt my ears. He dropped to his knees, his head lay against the ground as I crawled over. The tears running off my face like rivers. All anger I felt for him vanished as soon as he screamed, I touched his head gently as he slowly sat up.
"It's not your fault." I said weakly, my heart broke over and over again. "This wouldn't have happened if Brewster didn't tell Jane not to invite you in. It's their fault." I said as I wiped at my face pointlessly. He looked at our son as his eyes displayed uncontrollable rage. He stood up suddenly, growling deeply with each breath. I stood up too as he walked back towards the splotch of houses. I knew what he was up too. Time to wake up the hoard and take revenge.
And oh god was it going to be so very violent and bloody. I was going to help with it. People were going to die. I didn't are how many. As many it took to make me feel better. Happiness wasn't going to happen. This was the end of everything.
TO BE CONTINUED! I nearly cried writing this. R/R would be great. Sorry if that was heart wrenching. =(
