Ha! Peter is so damn clever. And Jerry, naughty boy. What is going on I wonder. Take a trip on down below and find out. Was listening to some epic tunes while writing this, mainly super epic rock your pants off metal. Anyways, yes.

I owns nothing. Just the story line. This one might be short...

The Truce 11

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Jerry dropped his head as his face half changed as he let out a loud noise of agony again. Growling as he breathed in and out. Almost feeling like his skin was going to fall off at any second. Charley stood there starting to freak out while Jerry dropped to his knees clawed the floor. Cutting more gashes into his body in an attempt to save himself. The teenager was stunned and mortified.

"What happened?" He squeaked as he stepped forward.

Unsure if he should stay away or help him. Holding the back of his head as he didn't know what to do to help, his face contorted on horrified concerned. Watching the vampire writhe in pain on all fours, his skin smoking like he was going to burst into flames. Jerry's pale skin took on a strange gray color that was slowly darkening. Whatever this was it was going to end up bad if it continued any further.

"I had a spoiled snack." The vampire laughed before he tore his side open with a cry. Blood poured out and Charley covered his mouth as it made a wet sound when the red liquid hit the floor.

"Why are you doing that?" Charley asked as moved forward again, wanting to stop what he was seeing.

"The blood. It's killing..." Jerry dropped his head and laughed again before groaning deeply. His skin looking nearly the same color of ash. "Me.."

"It's killing you?" The teen nearly yelled and dropped in front of Jerry. Wanting to reach out and help but was too afraid to do anything but panic.

Jerry gave no audible reply as he gashed his side again and again. Feeling the blood was nearly gone, if he bled out anymore he would become so feeble that he would starve in a matter of minutes. Which annoyed him, to say the least. To die by a sneaky bastard like Peter. Not exactly how he pictured it. The teen looked at the blood surrounding the vampire that seemed to turn black and dry out. Mimicking the dried out desert.

Charley's eyes went wider when he realized what he said was true. He knew that he should be happy the vampire was dying, but it didn't stop him from feeling like he needed to do something to stop it. Seeing him writhe in such a manner was unnerving and frightening.

"C-can I help?" He questioned as tears sprung to his eyes and he looked around stupidly. Of course Peter wouldn't have anything to help him right now. Everything was anti-vampire.

Looking back at him as he took a breath. He didn't know if what he was about to do was a good idea since he was already weak, but nothing needed to suffer as bad as he saw Jerry suffer. He took another breath then wrapped his arms around Jerry as his heart pounded in fear and worry. Feeling the vampire cringe away from his touch.

"Charley.." He warned darkly.

"Just don't kill me." Charley whispered, fearing what he was doing. Turning his head to the side and made vulnerable the side he had bitten earlier. His breaths quickened as Jerry's growls turned darker and he felt his breath beating his skin.

"Please don't kill me." He pleaded in a whisper and shut his eyes as Jerry's hands grabbed tightly to his shirt.

"No promises." Jerry murmured softly.

Charley let out a small moan of pain as Jerry's teeth broke his skin and a throbbing burn followed as he latched on. It went icy where Jerry's lips were. Clenching his jaw as the vampire bit harder, tearing deeper. Charley went rigid as he felt his blood being sucked out. Jerry let out a sound as his arms went around the teen's torso and held him closely. Holding down the urge to really tear into the boy due to his self inflicted starvation. Being completely aware of feeling this incredibly dangerous situation made Charley breath out in frightened astonishment as he felt that beneath the agonizing pain there was a delicious sting beginning to grow. Tears fell from his closed eyes as he breathed, it hurt more then words could say but he started wanting more of it.

He felt his face turn hot as Jerry's arms held him tightly, the sharp pinches made it worse as the vampires nails grazed his skin as he moved a hand up his back and grabbed his curls. Jerry's breaths tickled the hairs on the back of his neck as he breathed between swallows. Charley was terrified but he started focusing only on the feeling of the lips and tongue working against him hungrily. It was strangely blissful to feel his own life slowly be sucked away as his head started falling back. Briefly remembering Doris, and wondered if she felt this too. Maybe Ed did. Maybe even Amy. He was getting so light headed and tired. Panic filled him again as the vampire growled against his throat, the strong vibrations of it made his heart race.

"Sto-" Charley breathed out, unable to finish the word.

Jerry pulled his teeth out making him twitch with a tiny cry. The teens arms felt heavy and slipped from around the vampires shoulders to hang limply at his sides. If it wasn't for Jerry holding him, he knew he would have fallen back like a dead weight.

It took him a moment to realize that he had stopped drinking his blood and was holding him tightly. He opened his eyes slowly and with minor difficulty. His body throbbing in weakness and wanting as he breathed heavily. Pins and needles started tickleing his whole body as his heart worked hard to replenish what blood he had left.

The vampire started rocking slowly as he held him, feeling the cleaner blood flow through him and his agony died away. He pressed his face against the teen as he let out a possessive growl as he smelled fear and arousal from Charley. He grinned and ran his tongue along his throat again to collect the small rivers that still flowed from the bite. Charley's weak heart pounded again as the teen breathed out quickly.

"Are..you ok?" Charley asked, surprised at the strength of his voice despite how he felt. Feeling Jerry nod against his face. The teen swallowed as the breaths made his heart race.

"I guess..we are even..huh?" He said as he closed his eyes as Jerry leaned forward and laid Charley on the floor before he crouched over him. A frown filled his face.

They were even. Charley paid his debt.

He took a deep breath again and didn't move. The truce was over, the debt was paid and ended their agreement. A dark look came over his face as he thought about it. He had every right to go back to creating his tribe and move on. Still, he had only one reason to remain in this pitiful place. That reason was Charley. Jerry was determined to keep him close whenever he got the chance.

This being the second time in one night that he willingly let him let him drink his blood, the vampire was unsure why he would. The first time he understood, but right now was a mystery. It could have been Charley's need to help, or it was a different reason. And this time the brat had enjoyed it despite his fear of the situation and what he saw. He liked it. Jerry smiled deviously suddenly.

He dropped his head to Charley's throat and kissed him lightly, feeling the teens heart quicken. So he did it again, but a little harder. Charley's breath hitched as he turned his head slightly and sluggishly raised his hand and grabbed onto Jerry's arm.

"Stop..it." He said, trying to ignore what he was feeling. This awful wanting for more. Jerry moved his hand and held the side of the teens face and did it again, dragging his lips along the teens jaw.

"Charley.." He breathed out and hovered his face over the teens.

Charley took a breath and forced his eyes to open. They felt dry and they burned as he tried to stay conscious. Parting his lips to form another protest but was stopped by Jerry pressing his bloody lips against his own. Charley held his breath, shocked and slightly relieved. Not sure why he was relieved. He couldn't process anything properly right now, and Jerry must have sensed it.

"Go to sleep Charley." Jerry cooed softly as he drew back.

Charley watched him for a moment longer before he closed his eyes. Giving into the heaviness he felt in his head. Within seconds he had passed out.

Jerry stood up and breathed out. Feeling better than new. There was something about this kid that always surprised him. This worked in his favor. He could now go clean up Peter and hide this mess from the both of them. He turned and headed back towards Peter's room, leaving Charley on the floor.

It didn't take very long to clean everything up and get rid of the bloody towels. He returned to Peter, his eyes black as he looked at the passed out figure. If it wasn't for the holy water that flowed in his skinny body, Jerry would have him again. Which made him wonder how it would affect the memory wipe.

He would deal with that when it happened. He cut his thumb and smeared his blood on the bite. Watching it disappear before he went to collect Charley off the floor.

He carried the passed out figure to a spare room in the flat, carefully laid him on the unnecessarily large bed. Figuring he would be gone before the sun rose, he laid next to the teen. Gathering him into his arms and didn't move.

Charley was his. Promising that anyone tried to harm him, he was going to kill them. He closed his eyes while listening to Charley's heart work hard to replace the missing blood. He just never counted on falling into a dreamless state that only occurred when he was in the earth.

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TBC!