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The Truce 29
Peter kept glancing at his hand as he drove down the highway, his vehicle booming with loud pounding music. He wasn't really listening to it though, he just wanted the loudness to distract him but it didn't seem to help as his mind raced in circles. He wasn't even sure how much time had past, but it had to have been over an hour at least the evening had already started.
He didn't know what to feel at the moment. Even with the good news of Jane agreeing to having dinner, all he could really think about was if Charley was alright or not.
Letting out a loud breath as he reached over and turned off the radio. He was tired, and was beginning to feel sleepy. Hoping he would have enough energy to get home to bed at least. Either that small amount of blood Charley stole was more than he thought, or the holy water was fighting off the effects of the boy's bite.
Looking ahead again, he could see the city growing closer and he sighed.
He wanted to check up on Charley, but Jerry said he would call if anything were to happen. But Peter was really unsure of that. He wouldn't be able to text or call the teen since he said he left his cell phone at the school.
And another thing that bit the back of his mind was if what Charley had said was true and Peter was right about Jerry, then that meant anything could happen and the vampire might not even call. That didn't really make him feel any better, he had to trust in his word.
He didn't have an option, and neither did Jane. Jerry was the only one who knew how to take care of the boy.
Peter took a deep breath as he drummed the steering wheel boredly, chewing the inside of his cheek as he tried to distract himself. Thinking hard of other things that didn't really matter but gave up quickly since nothing would work.
Glancing to the side to see that the sky was turning a golden orange as the sun was beginning its desent. He slowed down and pulled over to the side of the road for a minute. Just watching it as he parked.
Shutting the engine off and slowly climbed out of the car as he marveled at the beauty of it. Digging into his smoke case, he pulled out a joint and lit it. Since his world was basically surrounded in darkness now, this moment he would hold onto and relax as best he could.
The light was warm, and had an easy glow that he was absorbing with a pleasant expression as he smoked. Coughing briefly as he exhaled after a moment. Keeping the object burning as he smoked till there was only a small end left. He grinned at nothing and tossed it away with a final exhale. Clearing his throat as his eyes stared at the sky. The drug taking hold of his mind and eased the headache that was raging.
He leaned against the side of the vehicle as he lit one of his brown cigarettes. A small smile on his face as he slowly surveyed the vast flatness painted in soothing warm colors. Slowly puffing away as the sky behind him began to become a darker blue. Feeling at peace for now before this would simply vanish like the wind. A little disappointed he was witnessing this by himself.
Looking at his hand again, he started to frown as his eyes moved to the white bandage around his wrist. Bright red stains leaked through in a large blotch where Charley had bitten him. He needed to change it soon.
Peter looked up to the sky quickly then closed his eyes. Another pang of worry filled his chest as he clenched his aching hand into a fist.
If anything seriously bad was to happen to Charley, he would feel it was his fault. Cursing himself for thinking of the idea to drink holy water every morning in the first place, but then again how was he supposed to know this would happen?
He groaned lightly and rubbed his forehead, exhausted and strained from today's events. Not to mention adding a mild hangover to the list of stupidity. So many things were going on, he was frustrated and was only getting more agitated just trying to sort it all out.
Opening his eyes slowly as he suddenly wondered again to what made Charley so angry in the first place that made him go that far into the evil that was inside of him. Peter shivered remembering the boyish face so frightening in its predatorial stare. The way he moved, everything was frightening about him.
Reminding him so much of Jerry suddenly.
His thoughts were interrupted by the ominous ringtone he had for the vampire, making him jump lightly at the loudness of it. His hand dove into his pocket and he whipped it out, answering as quickly as he could. Hoping for something good rather than bad.
"Hello?"
"Hey Pete."
"Charley! Holy crap. You alright? Better not be dying, you little shit head! Are you? Because if you are I really don't know if I can rescue you for another hour or so. I'm far away." Peter said quickly and slightly cheeky. Glad he was hearing the teens voice.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Just feel a little sick, nothing seriously major though...uh, yeah. Anyways.. What are you doing?" Charley's voice spoke slowly as Peter frowned. There was something about the teen's voice that made him uneasy.
"What's wrong? You sound.. Fuck I don't know, weird. You alright buddy?" Peter asked with concern.
"Nothing. Nothings wrong. I'm ok. Just wanted to see what you were up to, is all. That and to say thanks for everything you've done for me, you're my best friend Peter. I'm really glad I met you. You know that right?" Charley said in a happy tone. Peter's frown deepened, something about those heartfelt words was totally wrong.
"Course I do. Charley... It could be the lack of alcohol, or that bloody joint I smoked not that long ago, but it could just be me. Why does it sound like you're saying good bye with out actually fucking saying it?" Peter asked with a nervous but urgent tone.
"I think it's the weed Peter. Save one for me sometime. But did you ask mom yet?" Charley asked with a chuckle.
"Yeah sure, I'll do that. I did ask her..." Peter replied with a smile, gazing back to the golden orange sky. Leaning against the car again as he crossed his feet, giving a small chuckle as he
"Well, what did she say?"
"Yes. Told her it would be a friends only thing, then since I'm paying for it I felt like teasing her and calling it a date. Pissed her off, but I think she will come still." He said with a quick laugh.
"That's great. Really man, please don't be an asshole with her. Because she will kick your ass. But, I have to go now. Jerry is giving me a death look for using his phone. I'll call you later or something. I'm going to sleep for a while, hopefully." He said slowly, seeming to hide something in his voice.
"Uh.. Yeah alright.." He stayed quiet for a moment. "Ok, well call me later ok, mate? I hope you feel better soon."
"Yeah... Me too." Charley said with a sad tone before he hung up.
Peter pulled the phone away from his ear after the dial tone started and he stared at it for a long time with a confused frown.
"What the fuck?.." He looked up to the sky again and bit his lip.
"Charley what are you doing.."
Jane was pacing around the kitchen slowly as she was cooking for herself. A smile on her face the whole time. Trying to keep herself busy and not think of the situation at hand.
She agreed to dinner with Peter, telling herself that it wasn't a date. She found it strange to say she was going on a date. That was so foreign to her now. Giving a small breath as she stood at the sink.
A quiet and distant look came over her face as she stared at the faucet, pressing her lips together as she took a shaky breath through her nose. She needed to trust in her son. Her thoughts were interrupted by the phone ringing. She sighed and moved to get it as it rang a second time.
"Hello?" She asked in a slightly tired voice.
"Hi mom."
"Oh! Charley! Are you ok? What happened? Why on earth did you bite Peter? Are you hurt? What the fuck happened!" She asked quickly, pressing a hand on her chest as she felt waves of relief and anger.
"I'm fine. Really, calm down mom. Geez, what happened is a long story and I really don't want to get into it right now. Let's just say it involves Mark. Enough said." Charley spoke with a small sneer of hatred. She blinked, never hearing that sort of tone come from him before.
"Uh..ok. Well are you alright, honey? I'm really worried about you. All of this vampire shit and everything, I never know if you're alright or not. I never know what's going on!" Jane said as she looked out the window, not pressing the matter any further. She wanted too but she didn't, though she hoped if she demanded enough he would cave in.
"I'm alright. I promise. What doesn't kill me makes me stronger, right? I'm sorry for making you worry so much. Really, Mom. I'm alright so don't have a mental breakdown just yet. What are you doing tomorrow?" He asked with a lighter tone.
"You can tell Dandridge that I'm going to kill him if anything happens to you under his watch. Mother's wrath and my only warning. But, Peter asked me to dinner. Can you believe he had the nerve to call it a date?" Jane said, her tone changing to an amused annoyance. Charley's laughter filled her ear, causing her to smile even more.
"Really? So you said yes? That's awesome. You deserve it."
"Still waiting for that, Jane." Jerry's voice cut in quickly.
"Shut up man, I'm trying to talk to my mom! Sorry."
"Oh, that thing has some nerve talking to me like that! I swear to god I'm going to hit him soon. It's a date with Peter though, Charley." Jane said, changing the subject with a slightly awkward tone.
"Hey, it could be worse. It could be Jerry instead of Peter. Jerry would probably sit there and be all awkward and scary where Peter will be.. Probably Peter." He said with a laugh.
"Hmm. Good point. I guess I am going on a date with Peter then." She said with a small laugh of her own.
"Right on. Make sure you make him pay a bunch of money. You deserve a night out to have fun. But I'm going to go, I'm going to sleep.. Tired."
"Yeah, sure. Ok. Be safe honey, ok? Please call me later alright? I know Jerry can hear me, and my warning still stands." She said, sounding disappointed but happy none the less that her son was alright.
"Uh, mom?"
"Yeah?"
"I love you.." Charley said, his voice cracking slightly.
"I- I love you too Charley. What's the matter? Charley?" Jane asked with a frown and sudden worry flowing through her chest.
That worry grew even more as the dial tone was her answer. Hanging up slowly as she blinked quickly. Confused by what just happened she didn't move for a few minutes. Jumping lightly and gave a small cry as the phone rang once more in her hand. She giggled lightly for getting scared as she answered.
"Hello?"
"Hey, it's Peter. Got a minute?"
"What do you want now? Trying to con me into something else?" She teased.
"Uh, maybe later. Listen, I just got a call from Charley.. He sounded really fucking strange. Like he was saying good bye..or something. I don't know. Did you hear from him at all?" Peter asked in a worried tone, his words made her smile fade.
"Yeah.. Just a minute ago actually. Why would he be saying good bye?" She asked, the fear returning of not understanding what was happening again.
"Oh, fuck me.." Peter said. "What did he say exactly?"
"Why?" She asked in a small voice.
"Just..! Ugh! What the fuck did he say!" Peter demanded frantically, startling Jane that she jumped again.
"Just that he was ok, and he was going to sleep! But when he said I love you, it didn't feel right.. Peter what the fuck is going on!" She demanded as tears started coming to her eyes.
"I don't know for sure yet. But I have a feeling Charley meant a different kind of sleep. I'm turning around and heading back to Dracula's lair." He replied slowly, sounding busy.
Peter climbed into the car quickly. Starting the engine as he shut the door.
"What aren't you telling me Peter!" Jane demanded angrily as he pressed the device against his ear again.
"Do you want the long version or the short one." He said with a flat but distracted tone.
"Just answer me!" She screamed at him.
Charley dropped the phone and closed his eyes, covering his face as he let out a shaky breath. Feeling a powerful wave of grief for what he was doing, but still he made up his mind. He felt the tears fall continuously as he breathed faintly, trying to hold down the painful sobs that wanted to break through his chest.
Jerry sat behind him slowly as he snaked his arms around the shaking figure. Saying nothing about his crying this time, knowing they were ones that needed to be released without conviction or teasing. He felt how hard he kept from crying, the small shakes he had when he breathed made the vampire frown in silence.
Making what he was going to do be much harder just because the teen had said good bye to Peter and his mother. He wanted to question about the blond beauty, Amy, he though briefly but he didn't care for her any longer so he didn't say anything.
Charley's head fell back as he exhaled slowly, he saw the teen's eyes were still closed and heavy tears were falling from beneath his lids. He grinned faintly and raised his hand towards Charley's face to wipe them away but stopped.
Figuring he would let him cry before he could never do it properly again. Instead he put his hand over his eyes slowly as he leaned towards his ear. Smelling high levels of fear coming from him.
"I'm terrified." Charley said faintly as he clung tightly to the arm wrapped protectively around his torso. He started to shake in fear within his hold, his breaths were quick and shallow. His lips trembled.
"I know. I'm not going to tell you not to be. It's going to hurt." Jerry said slowly as he stared at the floor, his eyes turning black as he talked. Briefly remembering his own fear of this moment as his fangs grew slowly.
Charleys breaths grew ragged as Jerry lowered his head, pulling back Charley's carefully to gain better access to the vein. He tightened his grip around the teen, letting out a small growl as he sank his teeth without warning deep into the teens throat. Charley stiffened and cried out in agony, his face contorting as he felt only the painful sting that seemed to become a delicious agony as the sharp points tore deeply into his flesh.
His body tensed as he felt Jerry hungrily drain the life out of his veins, letting out a strangled cry. His breaths grew more heavy and quicker as the vampire held him tightly and prevented him from moving, Charley's whole body started to grow numb and tingle. Slowly all the pain he felt and everything just seemed to fade as a comforting darkness slowly called for his attention.
Jerry pulled his teeth out and chewed his tongue, blood filled his mouth. Reattaching his lips to the teen's throat and forced the blood into the vein. Moving his hand off Charley's eyes and held his neck carefully. Thick streams of blood rolled from his eyes as he tightened his grip and twisted his hand.
Charley fell limp in his arms. Jerry pulled his head back as he stared blankly at the floor, raising his arm away from around the teens chest and wiped his lips with the back of his hand. He took a long deep breath as he looked down, shifting him carefully as he stood up and moved towards the closet, kicking it open as he ducked under the bar.
Opening the door to one of the rooms that hid the trap door, the only access into the basement now. Stamping his foot hard, it opened and he dropped down into the darkness and walked towards one of the demolished walls. Stopping to lay the limp figure of Charley on the ground before he turned and started digging a large deep hole into the earth.
The others he had turned started to creep closer, giving faint whines and grunts. He glanced over his shoulder and shook his head once when they hovered over Charley's body and resumed digging. The vampire turned around and picked the figure up and placed him deep into the gap in the wall. He took a slow breath before he started to fill it again. Smoothing the wall out when it was filled and the boy disappeared.
It was silent when he finished. His hand pressing against the wall of dirt, barely breathing as he stared distantly at it. He slowly turned around and sat down, allowing the others to surround him. Lowering his head and closed his eyes, Jerry became a statue once again.
Waiting.
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TBC!
