Chapter Nine
It was late at night. Edgar and I were in a park. He said he got a call, and we were waiting.
"Cut the theatrics!" Edgar yelled. "I know you're out there! Show yourself."
Silence, and then a sound of a metal gate closing. Edgar took a stake that he had on his back, and held it out. "That's a good way to get yourself staked, Sam." He said.
"Easy there, compadre." Said a drawling voice. It was Sam. I jumped. He seemed, different. "After all the shit that you pulled? I think you can at least hear me out, I mean I feel like you owe me that."
"Don't—" I started.
"Shh!" Edgar commanded. I was wide-eyed. "You really expect me to act like nothing ever happened?" he asked Sam.
"No, I've already forgiven you, its water under the bridge." Sam walked out into the light. He had gone completely gothic. And vamped.
"Holy shit!" My hand flew to my mouth. He spotted me.
"Casey." He said, smirking. "You brought company."
"You can't have her!" Edgar yelled. "You don't want it going down like this."
"Oh, it's going down like this."
"I'm warning you."
"Hey, I'm trembling."
They both yelled, and the fight had begun. Sam threw Edgar into a tree, and Edgar fell. He ran at my twin, the stake in his hand.
"Don't make me." He said. Sam's eyes widened in recognition and fear.
"Don't, Edgar. Please." He said. Edgar started to soften, and Sam pushed him off. Mt twin came towards me, and we fought. I brought out my stake, and slashed his arm, making him back up.
"Please Sam. Don't do this." I pleased. Sam went to bite me, and Edgar tackled him to the ground.
"You wouldn't." Sam said, scared at what Edgar had in his hand.
"Try me." Edgar replied. He began to pierce the stake into Sam's heart. Sam grabbed his arm, and tried to bite him. Edgar ripped his arm loose, and stuck the stake into Sam's heart, the blood getting all over him and making my twin scream. Then, he was dead.
My twin was gone.
No more Sam.
My twin had turned, and this is where it got him, just like Kyle, Jon, Erik, and Shane. Well, at least he won't be lonely.