Jerry threw Charley into his closet. The vampire stalked over to Charley and grabbed him by the throat, again. "Do you realize how much trouble you've caused me?" he asked Charley. Jerry moved back towards the window. "Spying on me, almost disturbing my sleep this afternoon, telling policemen about me! You deserve to die, boy. Of course, I could give you something I don't have. A choice. Forget about me, Charley. Forget about me and I'll forget about you."
The young boy had reached into his pants. "What do you say, Charley?" growled Jerry. He brought out Evil's cross. Jerry tightened his grip, making Charley drop the cross. "Fool." The vampire opened the window and stuck Charley out of the window.
Charley's arms thrashed about, knocking down a ripped picture of Amy. Ripped because he gave the other half, the half with Brenda to Evil. It fell and was impaled by the fence post down below. Charley grabbed a pencil and stabbed his neighbor's hand. Charley was dragged back in as Jerry grabbed his hand and began to howl with pain. "Charley?" asked his mom. "Charley, can you hear me?" Jerry left the boy's room. "My door is stuck!"
Next thing Charley knew, his mom got her door unstuck and was in his room. "What is going on?"
"Nothing. I just had a nightmare," said Charley.
"I had one last night! It was awful!" said his mother. "I was at this white sale and suddenly realized I was stark naked! Do you want a Valium?"
"I'm fine now," said Charley. "Honest."
"I do need my sleep," said his mom. "I start the night shift tomorrow. 3:00 in the morning. So bad for my complexion."
"Good night, Mom," said Charley as his mom went into her room. Charley flicked his TV on when his phone rang. It was much to late for Amy to call and Evil and Brenda were either fooling around or asleep. He gulped. It could be Jerry. He picked it up.
"I know you're there, Charley," said Jerry. "I can see you. What's the matter Charley? Scared? You started this Charley and I'm going to finish it. I just destroyed your car, Charley but that's nothing compared to what I'm gonna do to you tomorrow night."
With that, Jerry hung up the phone. It hit Charley. The only way to beat Jerry was Peter Vincent!
The next morning, Charley went to the TV station to meet Peter Vincent. "Mr. Vincent, could I talk to you for a minute?" asked the young boy as Peter came out from the station. "Please, Mr. Vincent. It's very, very important!"
"What do you want me to sign?" sighed Peter Vincent as they reached his car.
"Pardon me?" asked Charley.
"You do want my autograph, don't you?" asked Peter.
"No, sir, I was curious about what you said last night on TV about believing in vampires," said Charley.
"What about it?"
"Were you serious?"
"Oh, absolutely," said Peter. "Unfortunately, none of your generation seems to be."
"What do you mean?" asked Charley.
"I have just been fired because nobody wants to see vampire killers anymore or vampires either," sneered Peter. "Apparently all they want are demented madmen running around in ski masks hacking up young virgins!"
Peter had just explained Brenda to a T. When her and Evil would role play, they'd always role play Torso. Charley shivered. Why would someone want to have sex with a serial killer? "I believe in vampires!"
"That's nice," said Peter. "If only there had been more of you perhaps my ratings would've been higher."
"In fact, I have one living next door to me," said Charley. "Would you help me kill him?"
"Pardon me?" asked Peter.
"You know that murder a few days ago?" asked Charley. "The guy who lives next door to me did it and he's a vampire."
"If this is your idea of a joke, I am not amused," said Peter.
"Mr. Vincent, I am not joking!" cried Charley. "I am deadly serious! You have to believe me! I'm telling the truth! You just said you believed in vampires!"
"I lied," said Peter. He got into his car.
"The vampire tried to kill me last night and trashed my car when he didn't succeed!" cried Charley. "He's gonna be back tonight! If I don't get help he's gonna kill me!"
Evil and Brenda walked up to Charley's house as Amy pulled up in her car. "What are you doing here?" she asked the two soon to be parents.
"What about you?" asked Brenda. "You just dumped him."
"It's none of your business," said Amy hurrying to the front door.
"So you do like him!" smiled Evil.
The three of them burst into Charley's room which was covered in crosses, garlic and stakes. Charley sat on his bed carving a stake. "Wow," said Brenda.
"What's all this for?" asked Evil.
"Self-defense," said Charley. "Not that I think I'll need it. He'll be dead before nightfall."
"Who will be?" asked Amy.
"Dandrige," said Charley. "I'm waiting for the guy he lives with to leave, then I'm going to find his coffin and pound this through his heart."
"That's murder, Charley!" cried Amy.
"You can't murder a vampire, Amy!" cried Charley. "They're dead, remember?"
"What are we going to do?" asked Brenda to Evil. He shrugged. "This is just like Fright Night."
Charley put on the news to show them the newest murder. "Charley!" hissed Amy as Brenda began to tear up.
"Don't you think I'm fucking aware that another one of my brothers is dead!" cried Brenda as she ran downstairs.
Evil glared at Charley. "Good going, Brewster," he sneered as she went after her.
"Somebody has to stop the vampire," said Charley.
"It's going to be dangerous going into that house all alone," said Amy. "You'll need all the help you can get. Somebody like Peter Vincent, for instance?"
"I tried him already," said Charley.
"Let us try again, before you do anything. He can't say no to an expecting couple," said Amy.
"There's not enough time, Amy," said Charley.
"Well, what happens if you go into that house alone and he gets you?" asked Amy. "Who's gonna stop him then?"
"Yeah," said Evil who was in the doorway with Brenda. "Then he'll be able to suck his way through the entire town."
"Not that it would be much of a loss," said Brenda.
"Charley, it's gonna be dark soon," said Amy. "You don't want to go into that house then, do you?"
"No, you're right there," said Charley. "You guys can try Peter again."
"Great!" smiled Amy. "You promise you're not gonna do anything till you hear from us?"
Charley nodded as Evil and Brenda left his room. "You don't believe me, do you?" asked Charley to Amy.
"I love you, Charley," said Amy.
"Hey, Amy, come one!" called Evil and Amy left Charley's room.
