See, told you! Fast updates. I'm really stuck I'm Remember Me. Its pretty gay. But I'll get through it soon! I'm having so much fun with this.

The Truce 5

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Jerry grinned at Peter before he gazed around slowly. He sniffed the air briefly and glanced to the side. He could smell the teenaged boy and the heaviness of alcohol everywhere. The vampire turned his dilated eyes towards the magician accusingly before he smiled again. Peter stood silently with a brow raised.

"This place hasn't changed." The vampire commented as he started walking further into the living area, his eyes narrowed at all the crosses. He turned back to Peter slowly. "Still have all your trinkets and all of that I see. Doesn't exactly make me feel welcomed, Peter."

"Yeah, well don't get too comfy Fang. I'm not planning on making it a habit of having vampires in my house." Peter replied, holding down the nervousness as he followed Jerry as they moved towards the window and looked down.

"Besides, its scary enough just hanging out with you as it is. It takes time to accept that your being...nearly human. Being nice. Its weird. Scary." Peter said as he shivered. "Why do you have to be scary!"

As he walked to his mini bar, Jerry's eyes followed him quietly before he chuckled. Peter wasn't as paranoid as he normally is when he was drunk. Grinning slightly as he crossed his arms. Peter was going to take a lot of convincing. Which meant a lot of work. He would manage eventually. He always did. He watched the man pour himself another drink as he breathed the air in.

"It's weird because I'm being nice, or it's weird because you hang out with the creature who shattered your very reality and your doing normal things everyday without a second thought? Even have a simple conversation too." Jerry questioned slowly, making the magician look over his shoulder for a moment as he grinned. "Look at you all grown up."

"Fuck you." He said turning around and frowning at the vampire as he sipped his drink. Jerry returned the frown as he crossed his arms casually. Peter closed his eyes for a second as all the alcohol he consumed was catching up quickly. "Tell me something though Dracula! I've been itching to ask you something for.. a few days now." He said with a small burp.

"What's that? And don't call me that." He asked, not showing much of anything as he stared at Peter. He licked his lip slowly as he approached the skinny man, dropping his arms. The vampire eyed him up slowly as Peter took a breath before speaking again. A nervous weight filled his gut as he opened his mouth. But his fuzzy brain ignored the instinct.

"What's with the heavy interest with Brewster?" Peter asked. Jerry stopped and tilted his head slightly, unsure if it was a question or if it was an accusation. He didn't like it either way.

"There is no 'heavy interest'." Jerry replied as he looked away.

"Pfft. Bullshit." Peter called him out. Jerry turned his eyes back to him and glared. The magician closed his eyes briefly at Jerry's reaction.

"Bullshit?"

"Yeah, bullshit. I've been watching you devour him with your fucking eyes for the last two months Jerry. I may look and act like a bloody fool but I'm not. I see things." Peter said crossing his arms and stared hard at the vampire. Then grinned despite the conversation.

"And I really don't like it how you just give him your truck and not tell him what's up. That's just rude and suspicious."

"Is that right? Your starting to sound dangerously close like Jane. She said the same thing this morning." He smiled lightly at Peter's confused silence.

"That's right. Mommy already knows. I don't need it during the day, if you haven't forgotten. So why not let the boy use it when I can't? I can't be nice without you two thinking that I have dark ulterior motives? Really, Mr. Vincent. Can you think of me other then a cruel, sadistic blood thirsty vampire?" He raised his brow slowly.

"Probably not." Peter snickered. Clearing his throat at the dark scowl that was shot his way. His tone changed to a defensive one.

"Well what the fuck do you expect! Fuck sakes. You show up all la-de-da.. kill a bunch of people.. you ruined my mental health for the rest of my fucking life, and you tried kill us. Several times! Of course we'll think your fucking up to something! You still have blood on your chin by the way."

Peter pointed as he pressed his lips together, his words started running together again. Jerry wiped at his chin quickly and let out a breathy laugh as he looked back at Peter. Licking his hand and suddenly stood in front of him.

"Jes-" Peter jumped and let out a noise and nearly dropped his glass.

"Thanks for pointing that out, guy. Just one thing, Peter. How do you know I'm not 'heavily interested' in you and just using him to get to you? I could be doing the same to you but your too busy keeping Charley safe to notice. I could just be using you both for my amusement? Or I am being genuine when I try to be less cruel. More or less." He asked in a low voice while leaning forward and planting his arms on either side of Peter. The magician held his breath and leaned back. Hating being this close to Jerry.

"So many things, what do you think I am doing?"

He watched the slender throat as Peter swallowed, breathing in his scent as Jerry raised his eyes to his again. Peter was scared. But not enough to his liking.

"Uh...I..don't know?" Peter replied nervously as Jerry tilted his head and scanned his face. He leaned a little closer and brushed his nose against Peter's cheek. The vampire smiled suddenly and moved away from him, laughing darkly as Peter trembled. Reeking the right amount of fear.

"I'll never grow tired of you. Need to keep you on your toes." He said with a sigh, patting the side of the drunk magicians face. "You're too easy to scare. At least Charley takes the effort to hide it."

"Ah, fuck your scary!" Peter gasped as he breathed and drank the rest of his glass. His heart pounded madly as Jerry walked away. "Fuck off!"

"Don't make me throw a rock at your head instead of a pebble. I might enjoy that actually." He said over his shoulder as he walked towards Charley's scent.

"I'm warning you now. If you hurt him, I'll kill you." Peter called after the vampire. Jerry paused for a second and glanced over his shoulder before he moved on again.

When he entered Peter's bedroom, he saw the teen snoring on the bed. He raised a brow as he walked over, looking around the room quickly before he turned back to the teen. He stood there for a while, unsure how to wake him since he never needed to do this before. He poked him a few times and waited. Nothing happened. He took a breath as he leaned over and slapped him on the face. The teen groaned as he opened his eyes and a hand held his face.

"Owww! You don't need to...don't man!" He slurred. "Why you here?"

"You called me. I'm here so get up." The vampire smirked at the intoxicated teenager. "How much did you drink Charley?"

"Nothing. Maybe one or...nine. I called you. What's up? Take me home man." He said as he slowly sat up. Jerry raised his brows as he watched the teenager amused. Peter staggered into the room. "Please and thank you."

"Probably have to carry him Fang. If he slept for a little bit, then he'll be fucked now. Be warned. He will.. definitely throw up soon! Fucking lightweight." Peter giggled as he plopped down onto his bed and Charley grinned.

"Shut up Peter." Charley said as he steadied himself.

Jerry growled lightly at that bit of information. He sighed as he pulled the boy off the bed and huffed. Charley moaned at the motion and dropped hid head on Jerry's shoulder. He arched a brow at the teen as he pressed his face into his dress shirt.

"Awe, how cute you look right now Fang." Peter grinned and dropped his head onto a pillow. Jerry growled darkly at him and caused Peter's face to fall blank. Charley laughed.

"Stop you two. Behave!" He said with a swing of his arm. Clinging to the vampire as he breathed out. "This is really fun. I'm..I don't know what I am. I think I am-"

"Saying good bye, Charley." Jerry said glaring at Peter still then turned away, causing the teen to stagger and almost trip when Jerry reached his hand out and held him up.

"Whoa! See you later Peter! Call me tomorrow okay." Charley said as he was pulled along by Jerry. "Stop pulling'!"

"Sure thing Charley. Sorry for getting you hammered." He replied happily as he watched Jerry walk away. "I'm serious Jerry."

He lay there watching the two as they disappeared. Maybe the vampire was true to his agreement. But then again it might be his plan. Peter bit his lip as he took a deep breath. Hoping that nothing bad would happen to Charley.

"Hurry up." Jerry mumbled, reaching the end of his tolerance to all the crosses.

"I've never, in my life, ever drank this much. Everything is spinning and I feel kind of numb." Charley slurred out loud. "Is this normal?"

"I haven't been drunk in centuries Charley. Why the hell are you asking me?" Jerry asked as he held the teen up and walked towards the elevator.

"Cause your driving me home. Conversation, ya know?" Charley replied. Jerry grinned and shook his head.

"Yea, ok. Why were you drinking anyways. With Peter none the less." He paused as the elevator doors open and they stepped in. Charley shrugged and leaned on the window.

"I'm not really sure. Probably cause I was thinking of Ed. I miss him. I'm going to die when I get home I think. That sucks. This sucks. I'm so busted." He said stressing his words. Jerry just stood there and kept quiet, staring at the floor of the elevator. The boy's scent said he was scared and miserable. Charley kept talking as they left and stood outside.

"Oh man. Its nice out here. Really warm. Unlike you. You're so cold. And mean." Charley said sternly. "Why do you have to be mean?"

"Where's the truck?" Jerry asked. Ignoring the drunken words.

"Uh..over that way. Somewhere. Not far though so don't worry. I owe you two times now." He said while reaching into his pocket and pulled out the key. Jerry snatched the key and chuckled. "I will pay you back. I promise."

"You got that right kiddo."

"I have a question."

"Hmm?" Jerry was beginning to be annoyed.

"Has anyone ever told you, uh, that Jerry is a horrible name for a vampire?" He asked as they walked down the sidewalk. The vampire clenched his jaw and glanced at him.

"Has anyone told you Charley is a stupid name for a human?" He shot back.

"Oh, nice one. Did you think of that a hundred years ago?" He laughed as Jerry pushed him against the truck. "Ow! Stop that, that hurts you know."

"Your heading into trouble Charley. I don't care if your drunk or not. Shut your lips or I'll shut them for you." He warned lightly as he shoved him into the truck then shut the door. A second later and he was sitting in the driver's seat.

"I'm so scared. Your so scary!" The teen replied, pretending to panic and let his head fall back with a strong laugh. "I'm kidding, don't spaz out. Its ok to laugh you know. It won't kill you."

"I would be scared Charley." Jerry chuckled as he drove off into the traffic. "You're getting on my nerves Boy."

"Well you're no fun. Worse then my mom." He mumbled. Jerry let out an annoyed huff. Charley took the hint and stopped talking.

After a few quiet minutes, the vampire realized that Charley had passed out again. He turned his eyes back to the road and kept silent. The biggest threat to him was now completely vulnerable. He glanced over and shook his head, a fresh meal. He sighed loudly and kept his eyes ahead of him.

The boy was beginning to be hard to pass up. Charley's call interrupted his meal and it had gone to waste. So he was very hungry. Eventually he could only think about how he tasted. Imagining it so much he didn't even realize that he was showing his true side openly.

Turning off into a side road and parked. He turned his black eyes towards the sleeping Charley, staring longingly at his throat as the vein pounded beneath his skin. The way the teens head was turned it made the vein easy to reach and made it so undeniably tempting. His hands gripped the wheel as he tore his eyes away, before he looked back his passenger.

Raising a hand up slowly towards him, his hungry crying out not to be ignored.

XX

TBC!