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A small sigh escapes her lips as she pinched the brink of her nose, her mind set into concentration as she tried to occupy her mind with homework other than worry about her friend but the task at hand seemed impossible. A yawn escaped her mouth as her eyes slightly drooped. She glanced towards her watch as sighed shaking her head. She couldn't fall asleep. She still had to meet Ed at Adam's house but that seemed the least of her worries as she slowly drifted to sleep.
The sound of Imagine Dragon's - Radioactive had the eighteen year old girl jumping in her seat as she blinked hurriedly, her hand reaching towards her phone and answered it -hurriedly running around as she grabbed her backpack and other things Ed had told her to get- before hurrying down the stairs, wincing as she looked out the window, noticing it had gotten darker.
"Ed. I am so sorry, I fell asleep. I'm on my way right now." She hung up before he could say anything and practically flung the front door open only to stop mid-stride as she frowned at the scene before her.
A male figure was crouched down in front of her mother, digging in the ground with a small shovel while her mother chatted away from above. He was clad in a simple white wife-beater and a pair of dark blue jeans: even from where she stood she could tell he was attractive.
Shaking her head, she blinked before sauntering towards her mother and the unknown man, who she suspected to be their new neighbor. Seeing the approaching figure, her mother glanced up and grinned seeing Samantha.
"Samantha, come here." She surpressed a eye roll as the man stood and only then did she shiver as he glanced towards her. She was right about one thing, but attractive was not the word. He was down right sexy with dark hair, matching eyes and a smirk taking form on his face: he screamed danger. "I want you to meet our next door neighbor, Jerry Dandrige." Samantha smiled lightly, shifting slightly as his eyes took her up and down, a look reminding her of a predator stalking his prey.
Jane smiled. "Jerry, this is my daughter, Samantha." A smirk formed on his lips again and he extended his hand, daring her on.
She groaned lightly and shook his hand. "Nice to meet you." He grinned at her, a grin she did not like but blushed anyway.
"Pleasure is all mine." Oh God. Even his voice was attractive. She quickly shook out her trance. She was acting like a silly teen with a crush, and that on someone way older than her.
She nodded slightly as she shifted, her gaze traveling all over the place but the man in front of her; a man that seemed to bask in the spotlight as he smirked amusingly, seemingly to notice her uncomfortability and chuckled lightly. His eyes took in her form once again, not hiding the fact that he was openingly staring. And it did not help the fact that she was only wearing a strapless floral dress that merely stopped above her knee's.
Something screamed for to stay away from him but she merely pushed it away and smiled before glancing at her watch, her eyes widening. "Shit!" She cursed aloud before turning towards a dissaproved mother.
"Language."
"Sorry Mom", she said in a hurry as she jogged around them, unaware that he was still looking like her, looking at her like she was his next meal. "I have to go. It was really nice meeting you, Jerry." He nodded his head, his dark eyes locking onto hers and smirked.
She didn't wait for the scolding replies her mother yelled after her but took sprinting down the street, her destination set on arriving at Adam's house; never knowing that her life was forever sealed, unaware that hungered eyes watched her retreating figure.
Her chest heaving up and down, Samantha found herself finally breathing a sigh of relief as she approached Adam's house; a sour looking Ed glancing her way. "I am so sorry, Ed. I didn't mean too." He nodded his head and shrugged.
"At least your here. Where's Charley?" She ran a hand threw her hair and shrugged, watching as he took out his phone. She suppressed a laugh as he threatened her brother.
"Charley. I'm in front of Adam's. Remember the videos we all mad back when? You and me and Adam, bro? In tights. Want your pals to get a load of that?" She rolled her eyes and shifted glancing towards Adam's silent house.
She turned to Ed. "Do you think that they moved or something?" What a stupid question! Adam would never leave without saying goodbye. Ed gave her the look and she winced.
"Sorry." The sound of feet approaching them had their attention as Charley jogged towards them, a scowl formed on his face.
Ed glared at him. "Where the hell have you been?" Charley rolled his eyes glancing towards his sister.
"You said after school, chill out!"She rolled her eyes before walking to the door and knocking on it. She sighed ringing the doorbell.
Silence.
She leaned back. "Adam Noris, I swear to God if you don't open this door, I will break it the fuck down."
Silence.
A growl escaped her lips as she sighed. "Nobody is here. Let's go." She turned her body to face her brother, a glare permanent on her face.
"Stop being a bloody wimp, dickhead. God," she threw her arms up. "Since when did my baby brother become a fucking douche? Come on, I know a way in." She directed it towards Ed before walking around the house, Ed and a scowling Charley following.
Guilt spread across her as she sighed. She didn't mean for her words to come out so harsh but her brother deserved it. Acting like he doesn't care that Adam is gone, who knows what happened to him.
She slowly got on her knees before wriggling threw the kitchen's dog door, sliding her backpack alongside her. Finally inside the house, she turned around before opening the door for Ed and Charley.
"This is nuts." Ignoring her brother, she glanced around seeing that everything was clean, the TV was off and the furniture never looked out of place.
She could see that Ed was downright frightened. She just didn't understand why. "Hello? Sam, Ed and Charley here."
Silence.
"Come on let's just go." She rolled her eyes and watched with wide eyes as Ed unzipped his bag, a light laugh escaping her lips as she spotted crosses, stakes, holy water and what seemed like a small axe.
She raised a eyebrow as he handed a stake to her and Charley. She looked at him incredulously and sighed. "Look I know your worried about Adam but what's all this? We're not gonna slay a fucking vampire." Ed glanced at her.
"You've got to be kidding me." Charley whispered to himself as Ed sighed suddenly turning serious.
"I hate to tell you this but that guy, your neighbor. Yeah, he's a vampire. One of the undead." Oh that's just absurd. Jerry, their neighbor. A vampire.
"My neighbor. Next door." Samantha asked and Charley glanced at her with a raised eyebrow, a horrified expression on Ed's face.
"Yeah."
Samantha laughed shaking her head. Sure the guy came off a little creepy, not to mention that he was insanely hot, he couldn't be a vampire. That was just ridiculous. "I just met him. Jerry." Ed's eyes widened as Charley shook his head.
"That's a terrible vampire name. "Jerry." Seriously-" even if it still sounded stupid, she glared at her brother.
Ed shook his head. "I didn't name him, man, I'm just reporting the facts!" Samantha sighed. Ed really looked convinced that Jerry was a vampire. A gut feeling tugged at her mind that maybe he might be right. She sighed glancing at the stake and smiled at Ed.
"Then come on, let's go Vampire hunting." She called out as she walked up the stairs, Ed and Charley following. She glanced around. "Hey! Anybody here?"She turned to Ed and nibbled on her thumbnail.
"Maybe they moved or something." Charley stated and she shook her head sighing.
"You would know better, Charley. Adam would never leave without saying goodbye." They moved towards Adam's bedroom.
Ed walked in before screeching at the shadowed figure, attacking it brutally before realizing that it was just a cardboard cut out. "Ha, I feel so stupid." Ed shook his head and turned to them.
"They're not here, okay? They left town. His dad was a deadbeat-"Ed shook his head as he pulled out a map, it had lots of black and red dots marked on it before thrusting it to Charley.
"No, see, it's not just them. It started - there was this thing on Channel 13, a lady escaped a attacker who tried to bite her." Samantha hummed under her breath as she remembered the TV news report but it still didn't convince her. Ed pointed at the red dots forming around their house.
"Adam and me, we graphed the attack, the disappearances. Whole families, gone. And that's you guys at the center, see? His windows are totally blacked out."Samantha raised a eyebrow but remained silent.
Charley rolled his eyes. "There's a ton of houses like that. People work nights on the strip-" Ed shook his head.
"But every window? No. I've been watching him. It all fits-" Samantha sputtered under her breath and stared wide eyed at him.
"You have been stalking Jerry. That's funny." She muttered shaking her head. Charley scoffed as Ed and her brother ignored her.
"That Jerry's a Dracula."It sounded ridiculous, but if Ed was going out his way like this, it made her wonder.
"No. Dracula is a specific vampire." Ed stated as Charley chuckled shaking his head.
"I know what you're saying! I'm mocking you. You've been reading too much Twilight-" Sam glared as she shoved her brother hard.
She glowered. "Stop being a fucking assholes." She snapped as he glanced down ashamed.
"Fiction, okay? This is real. A real monster. And he's not brooding. Or lovesick. Or noble. He's the fucking shark from JAWS. He feeds, he kills, and he doesn't move on until everyone around him is dead." That sounded deep coming from Ed but conviction sounded so real. Sam sighed as she ran a hand threw her hair.
Charley shook his head. "Come on..."
Ed sighed. "What about your neighbors, the Perrys? He moved into their house. Haven't seen them around, have you?" Now that she thought about, she didn't hear or see the Perrys.
Charley scoffed. "Yeah, in San Diego like a month ago!" He replied. Sam glanced around the house, a unsettling feeling boiling in the pit of her stomach.
Jerry. The hot, attractive guy that was so sweet into helping her mother fix the sprinkler but also the creepy, dangerous vibe she got from him. He couldn't be a vampire, could he?
"Exception, proves the rule. You haven't asked him in, have you? He can't get in without an invitation." Now that's the first. If Jerry was a vampire, she just didn't hope he was a sparkle gay vampire like Edward Cullen.
"No, but-" Ed continued as Charley shook his head, finally having enough. "Your on drugs." Samantha hit her brother's shoulder, smirking as he winced.
"No! Well, yeah... I thought you'd take my word, but I have evidence at home. Hard evidence." Sam raised a eyebrow. Did Ed officially loose it or was he talking the truth. He glanced at Samantha.
"You believe me don't you?" She shrugged sighing, a hand running threw her hair.
"I don't say I don't believe you, it just sounds unreal. But if what you say is true then I'm happy to volunteer as Buffy." Charley rolled his eyes as Ed relaxed, knowing that he could still count on one friend.
"Alright listen. We have to stake him. But not now, its dark. We should go during day. That's what I read on Peter Vincent's website."
Sam raised a eyebrow. "The magician?" Charley looked like he wanted to laugh. "The magician and the bandana and the leather pants."
Ed nodded making Charley scoff. "Wow."
"Wow."
"Wow."
"Wow. Really, can we pretend that just for one minute you aren't a complete douchebag." Ed inquired as Sam leaned against the wall, watching them.
"Oh, I'm the douchebag?" Charley let out a breath. "I'm surprised that Sam's still friends with you." Samantha scowled before shoving her brother.
She pointed a finger at him. "Shut the fuck up! You don't get to talk to him like that alright. What the hell happened to you?" She demanded breathing deeply.
Ed looked away for a moment like he was tired of this conversation that he brought upon them. "Evil, this was fun when we were 8."
"Try 16."
"Whatever man. The point is I grew up. If you don't want to, that's fine." Charley explained, ignoring the hurt expression appearing on both his former friend and sister's face.
"I get it. You're so cool, Brewster. And that includes your girlfriend, by the way."
"Shut up, man." Charley whispered.
Samantha could see how this was going to end and maybe this was what was really bothering Ed. That Charley was living the prime high school life with new "cool" friends and a popular girlfriend but yet, that didn't give Ed a reason to be rude.
"She's undeniable do-able, yes I will give you that."
"Shut up."
"But we used to make fun of her and her friends. She's a skank, dude."
"Shut up!" Charley yelled, shoving Ed hard enough for him to fall back on the wooden floor.
"Charley!" Samantha shoved him aside and crouched beside Ed. She heard the cross clatter across the floor and looked back up at him.
Ed rubbed once at his face while moving to sit up. "Adam's gone and you act like you don't give a shit. What the fuck happened to you? We were inseparable." What Charley said next hurt more than she could imagine.
"Yeah, well you know when my life started to get better? When I stopped being friends with you." Charley asserted, sighing as he turned to descend the stairs.
Sam sighed sadly as she helped Ed stand up. "I'm sorry Ed." He shrugged as a silence filled the house.
"Come on." He said, trying to hide his look of embarrassment that made her feel guilty.
Walking down the stairs, she sighed. Before they knew it, they were walking away from Adam's House, a unsettling feeling still in the pit of her stomach.
Walking in the middle of the road, she watched as her friend road his skateboard, her arms wrapped tightly around herself, cursing herself for forgetting a jacket.
She saw movement. "Ed watch out!" But winced as her friend got slammed to the ground before sprinting forward.
"God dammit." Ed pushed himself off the ground and hoisted his bag onto his shoulder.
"Why're on my street, bro?" Mark questioned. "You tracked your nerd juice all the way down it."
"Really?" Ed was taking deep breaths. "Looks like I tracked some nerd juice on your face there." He motioned on his lips.
She moved to stand beside Ed and glared at Mark.
"Oh yeah?" Mark punched him in the chest. "Is it still there?"
Ed shook his head. "Okay, just hit me man. Really, we don't have time for this." Sam sighed shaking her head.
Mark smirked. "Seriously?"
"Jesus, man. I just gave you a fucking invitation to hit me." Ed repeated.
"Oh, you just gave me an invitation?" Mark laughed, pulling his arm back and moving closer to swing.
Ed ducked at the same time Samantha had already gotten out of the way. "Move!" she didn't have to be told twice. Them both sprinting down the road as Mark chased after them. They both started jumping over fences, it being a easy job for Sam since she was on the track team.
They could still hear Mark chasing after them as Ed tried swinging his bag over a fence. "Just jump it, already." They both jumped over the fence at the same time, Sam stumbling to her feet.
A startled cry escaped Ed's lips behind her. "What's wrong-", she turned around, the color instantly draining from her face as she found herself staring into familiar dark eyes. Her eyes darted to a wide-eyed Ed before maneuvering around him, surprised that he allowed it as a smirk formed on his lips, his eyes moving up and down her body made her feel even more exposed as Ed pushed her behind him.
Ed raised his cross pendant in front of him, his body shaking in fear. "Stay the fuck back. I'm armed, I know how to use this thing." He said as Jerry continued staring at Sam, his eyes briefly switching to Ed.
He took a step towards them. "But do you have the faith?" Her eyes widened as she stumbled back, her body turning before banging on the door.
"Help! Somebody, please help us!" She yelled aloud and glanced back. Ed turned before pushing her aside, away from Jerry before grabbing a bucket and threw it towards the door, the glass shattering before pushing Sam in first and stumbling in after her.
Ed heaved a sigh of relief as they were in the safety of the house. "Forget it, Jerry." Ed told with a shake of his head. "No invitation, you can't get in."
Jerry stood there for a moment, sending a chill down Sam's spine when she realized his gaze was intently fixed on her. Jerry grinned, like he was in on a secret they didn't know. His eyebrows rose before stepping inside.
"Oh no." Samantha breathed as she stared wide eyed at him, a smirk spreading across his face.
He outstretched his lean arms. "Abandoned." The answer to their astonishment. "I thought you did your homework." He leaned back against the counter across from them leisurely, loving the way their fear smelled but all the while keeping his gaze on Samantha, his eyes flickering towards Ed. "You've been watching me. I've been watching you." Jerry whispered the last part, narrowing his eyes. "It seems fair."
She stumbled back as Ed pushed her up the stairs, her heart racing as fear spread threw her. What was he going to do to them? Kill them?
Her eyes widened. She didn't want to die. They ran up the stairs before running into a room, slamming the door behind them. How could they outrun him?
Samantha jabbed Ed's shoulder and nodded towards the window. He nodded his head and opened it, gesturing for Sam to go first, his eyes darting towards the door as he heard Jerry's footsteps. Sam slid down the window and carefully climbed down the roof, easily landing on the ground but the slight impact had sent her tumbling back, her eyes widening as she fell into the pool.
Coldness. Numbing Pain.
She sputtered aloud as she shivered from the cold before getting out the pool, gasping as her chest rose up and down. She slowly sat up before standing up as Ed landed on the ground, landing wrong as he sprained his ankle.
"That looked like it hurt." She yelled turning her body as her blood froze, her eyes landing on an amused Jerry sitting in the chairs, his eyes focused on Ed before his eyes flickered towards her.
She shivered as his eyes darkened. He stood up, her eyes watching as Ed stumbled back, tripping in the pool. He resurfaced gasping, his eyes darting around before resting on a trembling Samantha and glanced up seeing Jerry standing at the pool's edge.
"Get back!" No words stopped him from stepping into the pool. She shivered lightly, her heart pounding in her ears. She could hear Jerry speaking to him, his voice sounding persuasive with each word. She couldn't move, her body frozen to that spot as no words escaped her mouth.
"You were born for this, you know it." Jerry said softly.
Sam's eyes widened as he continued advancing towards her friend. "No." Ed shook his head.
"It's a gift." Jerry half grinned, and it was the assuring tone in his voice that signified Ed's fate. Sam's eyes widened as she screamed for her friend, the sound of Jerry's teeth tearing threw her friend's neck had her vision going blurry.
She blinked, her body swaying side to side, barely registering the fact that he was standing infront of her, her friend's unmoving body laying in the pool.
He leaned towards her, grinning as her heart hammered against her chest, the fear coming from her was intoxicating. He traced a finger down her cheek, and smirked. "So beautiful."
She closed her eyes, her heart hammering against her chest as blackness took over.
A chuckle escaped Jerry's lips as he stared down at her. Running his thumb over her lips, he leaned down placing a light kiss on them. "Good girl. Your mine now."
Author Note: Uh oh. What's going to happen to Samantha? What plans does Jerry have for her? Hope you enjoyed!