Death Is A Beginning Not An End

by Sunshinecackle

"Every time I find you, I turn you. I won't make that mistake again."

Title: Death Is A Beginning Not An End

Author: Reno

Fandom: Fright Night

Setting: Various

Pairing: Jerry Dandridge/"Evil" Ed Lee (Main), Charley Brewster/Amy Peterson, Past Mark/"Evil" Ed Lee, Charley Brewster/Peter Vincent/"Evil" Ed Lee

Characters: Jerry Dandridge, "Evil" Ed Lee, Charley Brewster, Peter Vincent, Mark, Amy Peterson, Jane Brewster, Adam, Ben, OC: Heather Charles

Genre: Romance/Adventure/Hurt/Comfort/Angst/Drama

Rating: E

Chapters: 1/25

Word Count: 2379

Type Of Work: Chapter Fic

Status: Incomplete

Warnings: Gay, Slash, Yaoi, MLM, AU - Omegaverse, AU - A/B/O, AU - Soulmates, AU - Canon Divergent, Vampire Typical Violence, Omega Ed Lee, Alpha Jerry Dandridge, Alpha Peter Vincent, Alpha Charley Brewster, Violence, Gore, Character Death, Cunnilingus, Blowjobs, Virgin Ed Lee, Vaginal Sex, Threesomes, Pack Mating, A/B/O Dynamics, Vampire Turning, Vampires Feeding, Underage, Charley and Ed are 17

Disclaimer: I don't own anything except Heather.

Summary: "Every time I find you, I turn you. I won't make that mistake again."

AN: Hey guys, it's me again! Just thought I ought to say, if you want vague updates and to talk to me more, I have Twitter and Tumblr, too! Twitter is Sunnywritings, and Tumblr is Writteninsunshine! I also have a writing Discord that is currently pretty dead. xD I can PM it to people who want it on FFN, for everyone else, it's here: /FyaWw25

So, there are absolutely no stories for my OTP for this fandom, so I have to feed myself content. Hopefully, someone will see it and also want to spread the love for these two. At any rate, I hope you guys enjoy this fic, it'll be kind of long. I have no idea how long, but I hope that I can do them justice.

Chapter One: Bright Lights

It had been weeks since the last time he'd heard from Charley, and Ed was starting to get offended. How could his best friend just up and abandon him like this for the popular guys? Mark and Ben were assholes, the worst kind, gaping, infected, disgusting. Ed couldn't fathom hanging out with the two stoners, but he figured Charley saw something in them because he spent all his time with them and Amy.

Still, Ed was feeling left out. Charley had been so close to him and Adam, and now it was just radio static on his end. He'd decided that after school, he would try to go see if he could get a hold of Charley by going to his house. His parents had needed him at home, however, so he'd gone home to handle his chores and the family trip to Pizza Hut. After his room was clean, the garbage was on the curb, and his belly was full, the sun was already starting to set. Regardless, he was going to see Charley even if it killed him.

Perhaps he shouldn't have had that thought.

As he walked, he listened to a playlist on his iPod that would hopefully give him the confidence to confront his friend. When he saw Charley's house up the street, he pulled his headphones out and started to cross over the neighbor's lawn, jogging lightly.

"Hey!" A rather muscular man snapped at him, standing in the shadow of his house, "Don't run on my lawn!" The Alpha barked, using the tone he knew would make the Omega listen. Ed paused, staring at him for a moment, just standing on his lawn with wide eyes, not unlike a deer in the headlights.

"What did I just say," His statement wasn't a question, but a barked order, and he narrowed his eyes as he crossed his lawn with all the power and grace of a tiger stalking its prey, "Move, Omega." He growled, finally close enough to touch the teen before him. He'd smelled the Omega on him from far away, but suddenly he was hit with a strong, desperate need to be close. It made him take pause, blinking a little.

He was the one. The one he'd been searching for.

Taking Ed by his armpits, he lifted him up like he weighed nothing and strolled to the sidewalk, placing him down gently on the concrete. Ed continued to stare up at him, somehow feeling safe with the glaring Alpha. It was strange, he didn't know what was happening to him. Most Alphas made him feel flighty and skittish when they were older, and now he felt like he'd die if he left his presence.

"Stay off my lawn, okay?" The man's voice was softer, now, a purr threatening to underline his words. "I'm Jerry, by the way."

"Ed." Finally, he found his voice, nodding a little, "I… Y-yeah, I'll stay off it."

Ed couldn't believe how strange he felt right now, drawn to this stranger like he'd known him his entire life.

"Nice to meet you, Ed." It was hard not to call him something else, any pet name he could. 'Precious' came to mind and he had to shake his head to relieve himself of the thought. "Now, get." He patted the Omega's back, giving him a little push in the direction he'd been going.

"Yeah." Ed nodded, still lost in the fog of being near Jerry. He started walking, hesitant to leave, towards Charley's house, looking over his shoulder as Jerry started for his front door. "Fuck." He muttered, rubbing at his hip a little as he took the steps to the door at a jog. Knocking on the door, he waited for a minute or so before ringing the doorbell. It hit him as he rang that he didn't remember walking to the door.

Jane answered after another ring, and Ed smiled at her. Her return smile was tight, almost sad.

"Hey, Ed." She offered lamely, "Looking for Charley?"

"Yeah, I, uh, I need to talk to him about something." Nervousness and an odd sense of despair filled him and he closed his eyes for a moment, taking a deep breath, "Is he home?"

Jane visibly tried to sort out an answer and Ed knew that meant he was home but had asked not to speak to him. He sighed, shaking his head.

"Nevermind."

"No, no." She sighed, unable to handle the sadness tinging his scent, " He's home, upstairs in his room. I don't know if he's asleep already or not." She told him, stepping aside and opening the door up for him. "Come on in."

With a nod, Ed entered the house, hands in his pockets to keep from fidgeting with them.

"Thanks." He smiled, though it was saddened, anxious, it didn't meet his eyes.

"It's no trouble, just knock before you go in." She knew her son needed his privacy sometimes, and she didn't know what he was doing up there at the moment.

"Yeah, I will." He almost didn't want to. Heading up the stairs, he sighed as he came to a stop in front of the other's room. He knocked twice before entering without waiting for an 'okay', afraid he would lose his nerve.

"Ed!? What the hell, man!?" Charley exclaimed, eyes wide as he put down the book he was reading for class. He laid out on his bed, one leg bent up against the mattress., but he shot up when Ed entered the room, "You're supposed to wait before coming in!" He added, eyes narrowing. "What do you want?" It was clear Charley wasn't impressed with him just showing up unannounced. Even his mom didn't warn him.

"It's not like you're masturbating, I don't see the problem. I need to talk to you, asshole." Ed snarled, crossing his arms and shaking his head, "What's the deal? You're just going to abandon me and Adam for those dickweeds?"

"Man, you don't get it," Charley sighed, shaking his head. The Alpha smelled acrid like he was pained, but Ed ignored it the best he could. "I need this."

"You need this? Why? I don't think Amy cares who you're friends with! Those assholes are gonna throw you to the wolves the second you fuck up."

"They're…" He wanted to say 'good friends', but he couldn't bring himself to do it in front of the best friend he'd ever had, "Not so bad." That was the best he could do.

"Not so bad? Not so bad?" Ed's voice was shrill and it was clear he didn't like to hear that. "Mark's been bullying me since grade school!"

"I… I know, but he's better, now." He wasn't actually better, if anything, his bullying had gotten worse.

"He's just better because you aren't a target anymore." Ed huffed, growling a little under his breath. "I can't fucking believe you. You can't ever hang out with me anymore? Not even a little bit? Come on, man, this isn't you."

"It's me, now, Ed." Charley snapped, eyes narrowing, "Grow up, move on, it's time we both did."

Ed had to hold back from another growl, taking a deep, steadying breath and trying not to lose his mind over this. Charley was pissing him off something awful and he was ready to go back to the good feeling he had when he was with Jerry. His thoughts strayed to him and he couldn't help but bite back a smile. This was no time to feel soft and mushy over a stranger he'd just met.

"You're a fucking asshole, Charley." He growled, finally finding his ability to speak. "I hope you rot for this, it's not fucking fair."

And Ed was right, it wasn't fair, and Charley knew that. But he had to keep up appearances. Amy wouldn't want to date a loser like he used to be. He needed to be cool, and hanging out with Mark and Ben made him cool. It wasn't like Amy would accept him being friends with Ed and Adam. He had to move on, and he was trying so hard. It wasn't easy, especially with the scent of despair mixing with the calming scent of rosemary and fire filling his room. Ed was clearly upset and all he wanted to do was hug the Omega standing in his doorway. Soothing him with his scent and a firm hold sounded like the best option, but he went still and glued himself to his bed instead.

"I… Yeah, maybe I am an asshole." He conceded, shaking his head and standing up. "But you know what? This is my life, now. If you can't accept it, then I guess you won't accept that I've moved on and that's fine. I'm not about to abandon my life for you. We can't be doing... Whatever this is."

"You're such a dickweasel, you know that? When they turn on you, and they will, don't come crying to me. I won't take you back." Ed snapped, finally turning on his heels and storming out of the room. It was possible, he realized, that Ed was crying. There was a salty scent in the room, now, and he felt his stomach sink. Charley wanted so badly to call him back, but he heard the front door slam and knew it was too late.

Texting Amy, he hoped she would offer him some form of solace.

[Text To: Amy, 8:07 PM] Hey, what are you up to?

[Text To: Charley Barley, 8:09 PM] Just getting ready for bed, wyd?

[Text To: Amy, 8:09 PM] Ed came over

[Text To: Amy, 8:10 PM] I feel like shit. He's pissed.

[Text To: Charley Barley, 8:14 PM] Oh shit, u ok?

[Text To: Amy, 8:18 PM] I don't think so. It hurts

[Text To: Charley Barley, 8:20 PM] U don't have to leave him u kno. He's still ur bff.

[Text To: Amy, 8:21 PM] It's too late now, I don't think he is anymore. He called me a dickweasel and an asshole and stormed out of my house.

[Text To: Charley Barley, 8:22 PM] It's not 2 late, apologize.

Her words rang true. He should apologize, but he didn't think that he could. It wasn't like Ed was going to respond. He was too angry, now. But he thought he'd try, anyway, at least he could send him a message. He spent a solid five minutes writing and rewriting his text.

[Text To: Evil, 8:27 PM] Hey, man, look, I'm sorry, okay? I just can't do this right now. I can't just up and leave, they'll kill think you have it bad but they would CRUCIFY me. It's safer having them on my side than against me. I'm sorry they hurt you, maybe I can get them to leave you alone.

At least in his presence, he could help somewhat. Maybe if he influenced Mark and Ben enough, nothing bad would happen.

Ed turned on his read receipts on his phone, leaving Charley on read so he could see how angry he was. What else did Charley expect, an acceptance letter? There was no way after what had just happened that he'd do that. Still, the text on his phone kept him up most of the night, spending time browsing the web didn't help, either. He ended up on Peter Vincent's website, as he did, rereading something about vampires in California. It was always interesting to read about it, even if he'd reread this story a thousand times. Maybe he should check something else.

He turned to a forum he was part of, searching for ways to talk to Charley. No one was helpful, all of them told him not to accept the apology. Somewhere deep down, he wanted to. He picked up his phone several times, writing out responses before he ended up deleting them.

Charley didn't sleep well that night, either, thinking about what he'd said and how he could make it up to his friend. Maybe they could hang out after school sometime if Evil would even look at him.

The next day in class was horrible, with Ed shooting him looks that told him he wanted to talk, and then glaring daggers at him. If looks could kill, Charley would be full of knives in the back. Even after class, Ed turned his back on him, stomping out of class like it was the best thing he'd ever done.

"Hey, man, you look… Shitty." Mark commented with a raised eyebrow, leaning on Charley's locker, "You okay?" He didn't really care, but it seemed like the right thing to do.

"Uh, yeah. I just didn't sleep last night." Not well, anyway. He'd had a nightmare that Ed had died, and he didn't really know what to do with that.

"You gonna sleep during class?" Ben asked, though he didn't really mind either way. It wouldn't affect him. That was what Ben always did when he couldn't sleep at night.

"I dunno, maybe." He had social studies next, and that meant he'd probably sleep to the teacher's droning monotone.

"Cool, cool." Mark brushed it off easily, "You should get some sleep, and then we're going out after school."

"We are?" That would throw a wrench into his plans with Ed, for sure. But maybe it would give Ed time to cool off. With any luck, he'd come to actually accept his apology if he just gave him some time.

"We are. You, me, Ben, the car, some weed." Maybe they'd troll the mall after smoking a bit. "We could go out somewhere, get some food."

"Uh, yeah, sure. I'll be there." Charley needed some time to think, and maybe the weed would help his mood.

"Alright, see you then, man." Mark and Ben started for their next class, leaving Charley to his thoughts. He spun the dial and opened his locker, getting out his book for his social studies class.

He worried that Ed would never accept his apology, and that cut him to the core. All he wanted was for Ed to forgive him and for things to go back to normal, but he guessed this was his new normal, now.

AN: Alright, chapter one is in the bag! I'm really feeling this story so hopefully I can get through it without any issues. I hope you guys enjoyed it!