Well, last Chapter! Well, sort of. Not gunna say much. How was the story up till this point? Did you like it? Yes? No? Maybe? Maybe I should write a second part? I dunno. We'll see. But Until then here is the beast from below. Buahahahaha
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Once Upon A so Called Memory X- The End of It All
Not only was Charley here to rescue Amy, but Peter fucking Vincent showed up too. Probably drunk as well. But none the less, he was here to help Charley. What a team they were. A naive but brave teenager, and a drunken Vegas magician. Jerry thought it was going to be simple. I hoped so, because The quicker this was over the sooner I can be free of him. I hated what I did because of him. The people I blamed because I didn't want to blame him directly. I wanted to be free of this darkness, and avenge my son's death that was the end result of last nights events. But then again, was that really what I wanted? I had no idea. I sighed as I crouched in the darkness, looking up as I listened to the faint voices of Charley and Peter.
It was deathly quiet in the nest. Everyone lay in waiting for what was to come. I could sense the tries need to do the master's bidding. It pulsed through the dirt. You could smell it in the air. I moved further back as the trap door opened up letting in a burst of light. They probably couldn't see down below. Oh how I wanted to go up there and help them. I knew better. If Jerry had the slightest hint of my traitorous intent that would be the end of me. Whether he cared for me or not, his own survival was more important. He would end up hating me. I think he genuinely loved me. I noticed how tender he had become towards me, how protective, his touch more passionate. I was so confused, what should I do? I felt as though I loved him, but another part of me said that I was attached to him by darker means. My eyes shifted around for Jerry, I saw an outline of his face across the pit as he watched me. He licked his lips as he raised a finger to his lips as Peters head popped down for a brief moment.
"Floor trap, I use 'em all the time." Their voices became clearer.
"What do you think is down there?" Charley asked.
"Well there's only one way to find out." Peter replied as one of his feet came down into view.
"Your going down there?"
"See that? Like a great date. You get me drunk, I'll try anythin'!" Peter replied, I could hear heart pounding. Peter's full body came down through the door, hanging briefly before he let go and dropped a couple feet. Landing with a painful sound as he rolled backwards and he lay there for a minute with a wince on his face. I crept forward and looked around for Jerry. I couldn't see him, creeping close to Peter in the darkness so that he wouldn't see me. Charley dropped what looked like a crossbow with a flashlight duct tapped to it down, then his form came into view above.
"Peter, " I whispered carefully close to him, my fingers reached out to touch his forehead carefully. Peter's eyes opened and looked around as he rolled onto his side searching for me. "Time to play."
For a moment, I think he knew my voice, and his face calmed for a moment as he realized who I was before Charley dropped down and landed, letting out a pained cry as well.
"Peter? Peter, Peter! Peter!" Charley called out quietly as his eyes searched for him in the darkness.
Peter pulled himself forward with a groan and picked up a shotgun as he climbed to his feet.
"Oh god...fuck." Peter said as he rubbed his back a little bit. Before he looked behind for my voice again. "Charley...I think I jus' heard your friend...the pretty one with dark hair..." He whispered quietly using his fingers to gesture the length of my hair as Charley stared at him blankly. I giggled, cute. Peter thought I was a pretty one. What did Jerry see me as? Other then being his dark woman of death and revenge. Was that a good thing? I watched as he brave teen search for me on the ground. They wouldn't see me, I was on the ceiling looking down on them.
"What? Chaynne? What about Amy?" He looked around carefully using his light, Peter shook his head. They made a face as they smelled something funky. "Oh shit..." Peter exclaimed as Charley's light went around the room Peter and Charley noticed all the missing concrete on the walls and he skulls in the ground. Why hadn't I noticed it before? I was down here how many times and I JUST notice the skulls! Must be something I never noticed in the first place. I was never really good at pay attention for very long to begin with.
"I might not be drunk enough for this... After you." Peter stated as his eyes quickly shifted around. I smiled a that comment. His breathing increased at that moment, Charley was trying his best to keep himself calm. The Brewster boy indeed proved me wrong, he was defiantly the stupidest human being ever. Walking into hell with a bad magician as back up. Just for Amy. And me? Was he here for me?
"Where did you hear Chaynne?" Charley asked, the drunk pointed behind him slowly as Charley called my name, then Amy's in a hurried whisper. I watched and fallowed carefully in the darkness, I studied the two. I dropped to the floor without a sound as I drew closer to them. Charley all dressed up in protective gear; packing a crossbow, some arrows, a silver tipped stake, and a few other pieces of junk. Peter on the other hand looked fashionable. Black leather jacket, blue jeans, t-shirt, stakes and bullets, packing an impressive shotgun. If I had to choose who was cooler to the eye, Peter had my vote. But Charley, oh this Charley Brewster. He had my vote of complete bravery. This kid surprised me. Proved me wrong about him. He was pretty much leading this adventure into oblivion. Just to save a few people. As I moved further down and passing the two my hand knocked a piece of wood as it banged to the floor, they both jerked their weapons in the direction of the noise I created. Ducking back as Charley's light nearly illuminated my face. Jerry's arms slipped around me as he knelt me down and held me protectively.
I glanced at him, his thumb running along my jaw as he watched Peter and Charley walk past us. My heart pounded again. I wanted Jerry dead, but I didn't at the same time. I watched as Peter paused to raise his hand. Pulling a cord, and click went a dim light bulb. The dim light gave enough for them so see a little further without having to strain themselves, Peter pointed up as Charley looked at him with a small frown. We moved farther back away from the sad excuse of a light. Jerry pulled away from me as he raised his finger to his lips once again. I nodded slightly as my eyes shifted to Peter again. Amy's voice called out for help, the two pointed their weapons again. Peter breathed heavily as his heart rate increased once again.
"You know this is a trap right?" He asked Charley cautiously. Charley looked back at him for a moment, their eyes meeting.
"I'm counting on it." Charley looked back and moved forward slowly. Peter trailed behind him as they approached the door carefully, his eyes scanning.
"Why do you get a damsel in distress and I don't?" Peter asked suddenly, Charley looked at him like he was nuts. "What? It's just not really fair, that's all!"
"Oh my god, you can save Chaynne if it bothers you that bad Peter." Charley said as he looked away shaking his head, trying to focus on his task. "Be quiet!"
I couldn't help but laugh, they looked around at he closeness of my laugh. Peter and Charley exchanged glances. Peter turned his back to Charley as he searched the darkness for me, whispering my name carefully. I came close and watched the teen. He really must have loved Amy. I mean, really loved her. Risking his own life, whether he lived or not to try and save her. Whether she was alive, or vampire. He was so determined to save her from Jerry. That was very touching, I smiled at that. Ah, young love. I lay my head against the wall as I looked up, seeing Jerry emerge from he darkness above. In silent horror I watched as Jerry's hand came down slowly reaching out to grab Peter, so I stupidly tried to pull him away. But I wasn't quick enough as he gripped the back of Vincent's coat and threw him back as he came down from the ceiling, walking towards Charley who already stood the room. Jerry gave me a dark look that made me step away in terror. He turned back to he teen who had already fired an arrow at him, catching it just beside his face as he breathed smugly as he snapped it meaninglessly.
"She's all yours." He said as he slammed the door shut and locked it from the outside, leaving Charley in the room with the vampire Amy. He turned towards me again as he bared his fangs and growled at me. I lowered myself to the floor and crept away with a whimper. Turning to Peter again as he raised his arms slightly. " Look at you all grown up!" He paused a grin, "Welcome to fright night. For real." He mocked darkly as Peter stood up quickly, fear filling his features as he winced again, his terrified eyes said he remembered Jerry's voice. Peter scrambled back, aiming the weapon at the vampire before him as Jerry slowly advanced. I ducked as he fired a shot, and moved towards the pit again as I came out from behind a caged in washer/dryer. Powdered dry wall rained down on me.
"You have your mother's eyes, and your fathers aim." Jerry complemented mockingly as he kept advancing, Peter kept shooting as he backed away in a panic. Landing half a shot on his shoulder Jerry chuckled as he emerged from the dark hallway. "Better."
Peter reached the edge and fell back with a cry, I watched as the shotgun flew out of his grasp. I slipped into the pit and crept closer to where the man landed. I watched with broken eyes as Jerry stared at me with dark disappointment, and also I think what could have been hurt behind the disappointment. He looked away as Peter stared to stand up, preparing to face the literal demon of his past. I closed my eyes for a moment, I felt a pulling in my belly, that moved up towards my throat. I let out a low purr as I realized this was Jerry calling the tribe. When I opened my eyes Peter was prodding at his forehead for a brief moment, giving Jerry a disbelieving look. "Ow!" He hissed at the sting in his forehead.
"Really? A pebble? That's it?" He asked as he stared at the vampire, who only pointed to the side. My eyes watched the finger on Peter's hand as a drop of blood rolled off and fell to the ground. I looked up as the sounds of shifting earth became audible. Peter became frantic again as clawed hands, feet and faces burst from the walls and the ground. The room filled with the sounds of growls, snarls and roars of the newly born. The crawled like possessed demons as they circled Peter. He backed up slowly from the as he searched around for a way out. Nothing, he was trapped. His eyes fell on me, his eyes asked me to help. I looked at Jerry carefully as he watched Peter's situation with amusement. I looked back at peter and mouthed that I couldn't yet. He closed his eyes and cursed. He reached behind him as he pulled out what looked like a weird stake gun.
He took aim and fired twice. One stake landed in a thigh of a woman, who snarled. The second went right through another woman, causing her to burst into burning embers and ash. Peter laughed victoriously, as he aimed at Jerry. Narrowing his eyes as he watched the vampire killer darkly. Peter pulled the trigger and it sparked. I closed my eyes, disappointment and relief filled me. Peter smacked at the gun and looked back at Jerry with wide eyes. "Fuckin' ebay!"
"Just wait." Jerry said with renewed enjoyment, his newborns stopped advancing and turned towards him as he walked closer to Peter, ripping the useless weapon out of his hand and tossed it to the side lazily. He yanked the belts of slug rounds and wooden stakes off his body, then pushed Peter to the ground roughly as he stood over him. His coal black eyes scanned over the helpless figures body as he smiled with frightening delight. Peter lay on his back with his arm's raised slightly, as if he were ready to push away at the right moment. "I waited a long time for you. Chaynne..." He summoned me, I turned my eyes towards Jerry. I stood and walked slowly towards Jerry as he held out his hand, I took it and he pulled me into his steel tight embrace, my back against his chest. He gently pushed my hair from my neck as he rubbed his face against it, his lips parting as he nipped at my flesh. I closed my eyes and let out a pleasured sigh. "Are you thirsty?"
My eyes snapped open when he asked that, I looked down at Peter as he looked at me. He sat up slightly as he pushed himself away slowly, fear rippling off him in waves. I shook my head slowly. "I am not hungry..." I said. I couldn't do that to Peter. He hadn't done anything to deserve this, let alone be turned because he was helping Charley. Oh fuck, was he OK? Jerry's grip on me tightened as his hand held my head in place, his arm moved to pin mine to my sides. Oh god, he wouldn't! HE WOULDN'T! He was going to to it. I closed my eyes.
"You will be." He said then just as fast he bit me once more. I moaned weakly, it didn't hurt as back as the first time. But still, it hurt. He was draining me, I felt weaker and weaker as the seconds past. But then I slowly grew that evil hunger. As I grew weaker, it grew in strength. Peter watched with wide eyes, knowing what was to happen next. My lips drew back as my fangs came out, me trying to pry out of his grip. He let me go, I dropped like a weight and lay on the ground as I breathed. Peter smelled so yummy. So fearful. Like his fucking midori. I raised myself slowly as my hair fell into my face as I turned towards Peter. His breath hitched in his throat as I crawled up his body slowly as Jerry walked away with a dark laugh.
"Chay, stop.." He said weakly with a trembling voice, I wanted too. But I couldn't. I got closer to his face, pushing my hair away as I looked at him with black eyes. Peter's grew wide with fear as I leaned down close. Oh fucking hell, I was learning the new definition of hunger. It was unbearable to feel this, my insides burned, my body trembled and all I could smell was him. My mouth watered and my throat felt so raw and dry. I closed my eyes as I brought my lips to his ear. "Stop!" He begged again.
"I can't...I want to but I can't. I'm sorry Peter..." I said as I licked his ear, making him pull away quickly. "I'm, sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." I repeated as I looked at him again. His eyes were closed and he was breathing quickly, I looked at his chest slowly as my nails tore the fabric open to expose his flesh in the middle of his chest. I leaned my head down and licked slowly. I felt him shiver, I didn't know if it was because he was repulsed by my actions, or he liked it. I breathed his scent in slowly. Ah, the sick fuck. He liked it. I smelt a faint hint of arousal. I licked him again, then sucked on his skin for a moment. Turning my eyes towards his face, catching his eyes as I smiled. His face was staring to flush and I felt a bulge beneath my stomach. His hand clasped my arm suddenly as I sucked on his skin again. No more play, the hunger took over. I let out a quick growl as I bit down on the tender flesh close to his nipple. He cried out painfully as his back arched. His hand squeezed my arm painfully, his knuckled were probably turning white. He was so delicious. Tasted like the sweet melon of his favoured alcohol, a longing of something else. Whatever it was made it taste all the more delicious, better then any prefect creamy, thick dark chocolate. I drank and drank, screaming at myself to stop. I pulled away roughly as my head flew back with a gasp. Blood flew from the both of us, I wiped away any gore from my chin as I swallowed any remaining blood slowly. Savouring the taste. I wouldn't drink again from him, my body cried for it, but my better judgement said no. I moved closer to his face, licking the blood off my lips. My black eyes faded as I looked a his dark brown eyes, his breath brushed against mine quickly. Lowering my head towards his as he didn't move. I heatedly kissed him, I felt him flinch but return it just as quickly. I pulled away and leaned to his ear. "Save me Peter, I like this too much."
I moved away from him, his face showed pain and confusion as he stared at me. My eyes filled with sorrow and regret, my darkness pounded in joyful pleasure. I loved this too much. I turned to Jerry as he watched me with delight, opening his arms for me again. I quickly went to him and welcomed the arms around me. He lifted my face towards his as he licked the blood from my lips. He looked up for a moment at Peter with a smirk. "Go ahead." Three of the closest vampires descended on Peter quickly, causing him to yell out in pain again. He struggled to get them off but lost the battle. I closed my eyes, more regret filled me as I heard the man cry out. My hands snaking up Jerry's chest as he turned to kiss me again. We had our own little battle, each of us trying to dominate the other as I became lost in his demented affection once again.
We turned our attention to the door down the hall as Ay let out a scream. Charley came running out moments later, Jerry growled while he pulled me with him from Charley's quick steps. He climbed up he stepped back and stood within the darkness watching carefully. Charley came out and saw Peter covered in vampires, who lay below moaning and groaning in painful helplessness. He quickly scanned for Peter's gun, then set the crossbow down as he jumped towards it. Piking it up as he cocked it, aiming hesitantly at the mount of moving bodies before he turned it to the ceiling and fired. A Beam of sunlight came in, but not close enough to where Charley wanted it, he stepped back and fired again as more light came in. The deadly light fell upon Peter as a vampire atop of him burned to nothing as the others fled away, squeaking as they moved. Charley ran forward as Jerry snatched the gun away and the teen rolled to the ground with a moan. Jerry moved to where I was, his hand sliding along my cheek. The fearless teen sat in the path of sunlight as he turned to Peter, who struggled to sit up.
"How you holding up?" He asked quickly.
"Fucking great." Peter quipped with a strained voice. Charley watched all the vampires that circled the two, then recognized a friend. He called his name and the vampire snarled at him with a comment. Jerry started to make a tune as he looked towards Charley with a pleased grin.
"What were you thinking Charley?" He turned from me and stepped forward, grasping my hand as he pulled me along. "That you would walk in here, with your little crossbow and put to bed 400 years of survival? No Charley, not likely. If anyone is going to die, its you." He ranted as he made me stand close to the dynamic duo, as he continued to circle them as he talked. I watched him as he described the scent of fear, how wonderful it was. My eyes moving down towards the two slowly before I moved to their backs as Jerry knelt before Charley, sticking his clawed nail into the sun as it immediately began to burn and smoke. Making small sounds as he watched it, then turned back to he boy. "Like Amy's scent. Now that was exquisite. But that's all gone now, Charley. You took him from me. My little boy. My little Charley. The only thing on this plane that really meant something to me. You left Chaynne and I childless. That's a bitter thing to do. Even if it is me, our only flesh and blood." He said, his tone getting more icy by the second. "So in turn, I took what you loved most as well, what you would go to any means to protect. Like you're girl, Amy. Your poor neglected mom." Charley's face dropped when he heard that. Confusion filled his face as Jerry laughed, I looked as Amy emerged from the darkness.
"That's right. I took your mother too, well actually I didn't. Chaynne did it, and boy, she is something else. Brutal. Careless. Smouldering temptress, isn't that right...Peter." He said as he looked over the teen's shoulder at me, then to Peter who said nothing as his face flushed slightly. Charley slowly looked at me with tears in his eyes, Peter did as well for a quick moment. I turned my face away from their eyes. An icy ball of hatred and painful regret filled my stomach as Jerry placed me in the spot light. I fought back the tears as I slowly faced heir accusing eyes. My lip trembled lightly as I opened my mouth, but nothing came out. Amy's stood behind Jerry as she knelt, slipping her arms around his neck.
"Hard to believe a loving, gentle caring mother like her could do that to another person. But, take away what she protects, then well..." He continued while making a point, a tear fell from my eye when I turned to look at Jerry. He stood up holding something in his hand, pulling Amy's arms away then turned his eyes on me as I hid my face away again.
"There's no one to stop her. Give her the right tools, then nothing can stop her. She knew where you would be, where you would go. In fact, this was all her idea. You should hand it to her, she planned it all out. And I'll do the rest as I go along. You're going to die tonight Charley. And not quickly." I closed my eyes as I silently cried, making sure that I did not shake, or make a noise. Fucksakes. This was all my plan, I just denied it to myself that it was. I realized that I wouldn't be able to fix this at all, not at all. There was no turning back. I passed that point long ago after I gave David his unruly death sentence just because I had a grudge against him. I was already a monster, I just didn't realize it until now. Jerry didn't make me a vampire, he just helped unlock who I really was. I took a breath and my head fell back as I breathed out slowly. Nothing mattered now.
"I'm smoking..." Peter panted out as he watched his own hand. Jerry looked at him, my eyes trailed to his smoking hand. The midori lover looked towards me slowly, I showed no emotion on my face as I watched him in his suffering. I looked away slowly, not wanting to be under his gaze anymore.
"Yea, you're turning. Careful, it itches." He said grinning as he turned to Amy, stroking her face. "You cant stay there forever Charley. The sun's gotta go down, but we can wait." Amy smiled at Jerry before he kissed her heatedly in front of Charley. The young boy looked away, Peter pulled put his flask loudly. Taking a drink.
"Oh that's rough.." He whispered as he looked at Charley who was pulling on a mask over his face. I turned to look at Jerry as he continued to kiss the girl deeply, pulling away as he cut his chest and the blood flowed. I felt jealousy and I growled darkly watching as Amy latched on. Charley placed goggles over his eyes as he turned to look at his vampire girlfriend feeding off Jerry. The vampire turned his black eyes to Charley slowly as his face darkened like I've never seen before bearing his fangs slowly, raising his hand in the air behind Amy as viciously grasped her throat making her gag and cry out as he ripped her away from his chest. He brought down his hand as he faced Amy towards her lover and plunged one of Peter's forgotten stakes into her back with a powerful growl. She screamed out as she slowly became burning ashes, Charley screamed her name painfully as he watched her disappear before him. His mission failed. Peter sat there completely stunned at these events, his lighter burning away as he watched the ashes float around the room.
Jerry laughed darkly as he dropped the stake holding his hand towards me. I turned towards him as I stood, walking towards his reaching hand and grasped it. He held my jaw tightly as he kissed me roughly. My hands gripping his sides as hard as he held me. Getting lost within each other I didn't notice Charley was in flames and running at us. He roared as he threw me out of the way, Charley grabbed hold of Jerry and attached himself to the vampire. I hit the ground and moaned. He pushed me hard. I raised my head and turned quickly as Jerry roared and roared. I covered my mouth and screamed. They were both on fire and throwing each other around violently. They left the ground as the vampire pushed the teen into a wall, Charley cried out as they hit the floor, rolled and hit the ground again. The silver tipped steak flew out of Charley's grasp and landed between Peter and I. We both looked at it, then at each other warningly then bolted for it at the same time. He cried out as he landed on me, I clutched it tightly in my hands. We rolled around fighting for it.
I kicked him hard and got to my feet and dashed away from the flaming figures as they landed near us. Vampires all around were screaming and roaring at the scene before them, I stopped and looked as Jerry pushed the towards the ceiling and slammed back down. I screamed again, out of fear of losing my lover. Peter slammed into me again, almost breaking one of the support beams with a snarl as he bit into my arm violently making me scream like a demon again in sharp pain. We fell to the ground, the dark magician sat on my legs preventing me from getting up. His hand ripping the stake from my grasp as he pulled his mouth away from my arm, blood flowing down my flesh as Peter licked at his lips. Forgetting our surrounding for a minute as he looked at my arm again longingly as his eyes became black. He leaned down suddenly as he bit into my neck. I cried out, that cry quickly turned into a moan as his free arm slipped under and supported my arching back, his other hand clutched the stake while supporting him. My hands clutched at his coat and shoulder as I leaned into him. He drank back all that I took from him before he let me go reluctantly as I moaned again and moved away. I lay there panting, longing for more of his touch. Peter's bite was defiantly better then Jerry's. He wiped as his mouth before he pushed the cracked, bent support beam down and the ceiling broke open loudly. He backed away from the deadly light before he called for Charley.
"Charley! In the heart!" Peter yelled as he tossed he vile piece of wood to Charley. Jerry was burning away as the sun bathed him in the light, exposing his heart as his flesh burnt away all the while roaring like there was no tomorrow. In his case, there wouldn't be. He slammed it into his chest causing everyone to start screaming in indescribable agony along with the elder vampire.
I felt as though my entire body was being ripped apart from the inside as Jerry's essence was torn out of me. I watched a small amount of dark mist come out of my body while I screamed hard, my mind going blank as I passed out.
I awoke in a haze. My body hurt. My bones ached, as I rolled over slowly. I felt as though I was pulled from a nightmare that I didn't want to wake up from. I felt as though I went on a week long drinking binge and suffering the hangover, if I was to describe it. I rolled my eyes to the direction I heard shouting. In a blurry scene before me, Peter was trying to wake Charley I watched in silence. Praying that he was alright. I saw a glinting close to my hands, I reached for it slowly and picked it up. Jerry's chain. I bunched it in my hand quickly and returned my eyes to he two figures that were now in better focus.
"Charley! Charley, c'mon you prick! Open your eyes!" Peter called loudly as he smacked and shook the limp teenaged hero then letting out a loud sigh of relief as Charley started to move slowly. I closed my eyes and released a breath myself. I stopped moving, and I just lay there. Trying to remember what happened, here was nothing for a few minutes before it all came crashing down on me. I twitched as Peter let out a loud sigh then a groan as he connected with the ground. I opened my eyes slowly, tears coming again but I held them back. I had no right to cry. All this was because of me. All this was my doing, my ideas. I listened in silence with my eyes shut as everyone awoke and became confused, probably remembering very little if anything. They had been asleep since they had been turned. Peter and Charley carefully made their way around the room making sure that everyone was alright, showing them the exit. I heard someone come close to me. I faked not being awake, I became purely limp.
Warm hands lifted me into a sitting position, and caressed my face carefully. I smelt the stink of midori, and something else.
"Charley, what about her?" He asked carefully, I heard the boy walk over.
"Is she awake?" I felt his hand touch mine slowly, before letting go.
"I don't think she is yet...but what are you going to tell her if she doesn't remember this?"
I heard Charley sigh deeply, he was probably shaking his head. My heart pounded as I waited for his answer. Why did they even care? They shouldn't, I didn't deserve their tenderness. I hated all of this. A world where I felt I belonged was torn away from me, unfairly. I didn't belong in this world anymore. It will never be the same again, because I was now always going to be looking for a way back.
"Nothing...Don't tell her anything." He said carefully. "She already lost everything, maybe it's better for her not to remember why its all gone."
That was heartbreaking right there. Even though I planned this all out and it happened exactly how I planned it, he wasn't angry at me. Or at least I didn't think so. Peter moved hair from my face slowly, I could feel his chocolate eyes on my face before he carefully scooped me up to carry me out of here.
"What do we do with her until she wake up?" Peter asked as I felt the warm morning sun kiss my skin gently, but it hurt. I didn't miss it, to be honest. I missed Jerry, his demented love for me.
"Take her to your place, I don't know. Maybe she will wake up soon, but if she doesn't then maybe your place would be best." I heard a car door opening hearing Peter's agreement, then I was placed on luxuriously soft leather gently. I opened my eyes slowly and looked at Peter, then he smiled slightly as he was about to get Charley's attention I placed my hand on his with a small shake of my head. I closed my eyes and pressed my face against he cool leather as Peter placed his coat over top of me before he moved away and carefully pushed my feet inside as he closed he door. I opened my hand slowly as I stared at the dirty chain, my hand running along it delicately. Afraid that if I pressed to hard on it, it will turn to ash as well.
"Take care of Charley, Jerry..." I whispered softly as I placed the necklace against my lips and I closed my eyes. A moment later the doors opened and they two entered. I paid no attention as the car was started and began to move. I lay there in a silent relaxation as I listened to the silence that hung in the small area. I heard the pounding of drums faintly as the music played on and on in a continuous rhythm.
The more I listened and rocked to it, the more familiar it became. I knew that sound, and I loved that sound. I knew that smell too, and oh boy did I love that smell. I looked at my hand as the sunlight slowly caressed the flesh, slowly it began to ache painfully. I pulled the large coat over me slowly as I stared to smile. I closed my black eyes and rested.
I took comfort in the though that this wasn't the end. Oh, no it wasn't.
This was only just the beginning.
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