Here's the next chapter. Hope that you enjoy. Not sure if it's as good as my others, but I promise my next one will be better. Promise. But please tell me what you think of it. Good and bad criticism allowed.
It was 4pm and Freddie was lying on Sam's bed staring at the roof, Sam pacing back and forth at the end of the bed.
"Do you think that I could get out of going with Pete to this bonfire thing?" Freddie asked.
"I don't know. You can try, but from what I heard his family really wants you there." Sam replied.
"I know, but you know how awkward I am around strangers." Freddie said and Sam smirked.
"I am well aware. Look, it might be fun." Sam said.
"How can it be fun when I know barely anyone?" Freddie asked and Sam sighed, sitting on the bed next to him and running a hand up and down his shin.
"Freddie, you got Pete back to his family after a painful 7 years. Just go meet these people so that they can appreciate you for who you are and what you did for them. Go and have fun for one night. You deserve it." Sam said and Freddie sighed, rolling his head to the side to look at her.
"I just hope no one starts bleeding. I really don't want to hurt anyone." Freddie said. Sam just gave a small smile and then grabbed his hand, playing with his fingers.
"If someone does start bleeding, hold your breath and walk away. If someone asks, just tell them that blood makes you queasy." Sam said and Freddie nodded, looking down at their hands and letting out a breath he hadn't realised he'd been holding.
"Freddie, do you ever think about leaving Seattle to start a new life away from everything?" Sam asked.
"Sometimes, but then I remember that starting over can be awfully lonely and hard and I look around me and think 'It's not worth losing everything just to get away.' And then I go to the Groovy Smoothie and sit there for an hour going over everything good in my life." Freddie replied.
"You do that every time you feel like running away?" Sam asked and Freddie looked up to meet her eyes.
"What's the point on running away when it's always more fun to have a Puckett around?" Freddie asked and Sam smiled, rolling her eyes, but blushing slightly. She then laid down next to him and rested her head on his shoulder, curling into his side as he wrapped his arm around her.
"Sometimes I think that it would be better if I just left and never came back." Sam said as Freddie played with her hair.
"What makes you change your mind?" Freddie asked and Sam looked up at him.
"That's for me to know and for you to find out." Sam said before kissing him softly and then resting her head back on his shoulder.
3 hours went by before Freddie split from Sam and met up with Pete.
"You look kind of nervous." Pete said as they walked around to the back of Andy's house.
"I don't like big crowds, especially when I know barely anyone in the crowd." Freddie said and Pete smiled slightly.
"Believe me; these guys won't force you to interact with them. I'm from a very awkward family myself. You're not alone." Pete said and Freddie nodded. The two then walked into the backyard and the second she saw them, Kayla's face lit up.
"Pete. Glad you came. Hey Freddie. How are you?" Kayla asked as she briefly hugged Freddie.
"Good I guess." Freddie replied and Pete smiled.
"Come on. Let's go introduce you to everyone. They're all dying to meet you." Kayla said as she grabbed Freddie's arm and Freddie glanced at Pete as Kayla dragged him over to where the others sat.
An hour went by and Freddie had resided to sitting next to an elderly lady named Elisa.
"You know, Andy never stopped looking for his son while he was gone. Every day he would get up and go looking. It got to the point where we were all just humouring him so he wouldn't get mad. We were having a family dinner when you called him. He had it on loudspeaker. When you said that you knew where his son was, everyone's lives changed drastically." Elisa said.
(Flashback)
Andy, Elisa, Kayla, Ariel, Kayla's cousin, Jason, Ariel's brother, and Emma, Jason's partner, were sitting around a dining table eating dinner, all of their plates filled with food. Everyone was joking and laughing about something as they ate.
"I can't believe that you jumped on top of that car and took your shirt off." Kayla said to Jason who smirked.
"I pride myself on being gutsy and crazy." Jason said and Kayla rolled her eyes with a smile.
"You chucked your shirt at a puppy and then fell off of the car and broke your ankle." Emma said, tapping the cast lightly with her foot and Jason grinned at her. Andy's phone suddenly buzzed and he put it on loudspeaker, thinking it was work.
"Is this Andy Barton?" Came a male voice.
"Yes. Who is this?" Andy asked.
"My name is Freddie Benson and I have information on your son." Freddie said and the room went dead silent.
"My son?" Andy asked.
"Peter Alexander Barton." Freddie said and Andy's eyes widened to saucers.
"Is he alive?" Andy asked.
"As alive as you and I." Freddie said as everyone listened intently to the boy.
(End of Flashback)
"You had a huge impact on my family just by bringing Pete back to us." Elisa said and Freddie stared at the flames.
"If I could be happy than why couldn't he? Everyone deserves to be happy." Freddie said and Elisa nodded.
"That is so very true." She said before leaning back in her chair and sipping on her beer. Just 2 seats away from him to his right, Pete sat with Jason and Pete was poking him in his leg which still had a cast on it.
"I swear to god, if you keep this up I'll push you into that fire." Freddie heard Jason say and Pete just chuckled.
"You wouldn't do that to me because then my dad would throw you in after me." Pete said and Jason sighed, shifting his leg away from Pete. Pete just laughed and then relaxed back in his seat as he and Jason started up another conversation, Emma coming out. Freddie saw Pete instantly tense up and after a moment, Freddie understood why.
Emma had a cut across her arm and it was bleeding kind of badly. Pete looked over at Freddie just as he stood and walked away quickly, clenching his fist.
"Is he alright?" Elisa asked as Pete got up.
"He's, uh, not good with blood. It makes him queasy." Pete replied and then he went after Freddie, finding him inside sitting on the couch.
"You alright?" Pete asked.
"Other than the fact I almost pounced on Emma, I'm just peachy." Freddie replied and Pete sighed. He then got an idea and went into the kitchen, coming back a minute later with a bottle of whiskey and a glass.
"Here. It'll calm your nerves." Pete said and Freddie cautiously took the glass, taking a sip before quickly downing it and staring at the glass.
"Here. Keep the bottle. It's pretty strong though and I'm guessing you've never had alcohol before. I'll be back in a little while to see how you're going." Pete said and then he went back to the back door, looking back at Freddie before going out to the others.
"Where's Freddie?" Andy asked when Pete sat down.
"Inside. He isn't feeling too good. Blood has a bad effect on him. How did you even cut your arm Emma?" Pete asked.
"I tripped while putting the trash in the bin and cut it on some metal. Good thing I got my shots." Emma replied and Jason rolled his eyes before wrapping his arm loosely around her waist and pulling her closer.
"Hey Pete, is Freddie wearing red contacts?" Ariel asked when she walked outside an hour later, having gone to the bathroom. Pete's head snapped up and he quickly got up and went inside, going over to Freddie who was standing in the kitchen looking around.
"Freddie, how much did you drink?" Pete asked, grabbing Freddie's shoulders and looking at Freddie.
"Wow. Why're you spin'n'?" Freddie asked in a slur and Pete sighed. He then noticed the empty whiskey bottle on the bench and he groaned.
"Did you drink the entire bottle?" Pete asked, holding one of Freddie's arms so that he didn't fall over.
"It tasted nice." Freddie slurred, sniffing and then almost falling over.
"Wow. Okay. I'm taking you out of here so you don't hurt yourself or someone else. Come on kid." Pete said and then he and Freddie went out the back, Pete keeping hold of Freddie's arm and stopping him from falling over.
"He overindulged on the whiskey so I'm going to take him home so that his mum won't kill him. I'll come by in the morning sometime." Pete said.
"Okay. Have fun." Andy said with a smile as he glanced at Freddie who was looking around like he was in fairy land.
"Oh I will." Pete sighed and then he dragged Freddie away, getting him into the car. Pete then got in and drove away, watching as Freddie looked out of the window at the passing lights.
Instead of going to the cabin or taking Freddie home, Pete took him to amber's apartment and when Amber opened the door and saw Freddie, she was more than happy to let them in.
"Okay. Is it cool if he crashes here tonight?" Pete asked quietly and Amber nodded.
"Don't worry. He'll regret this in the morning. How much of what did he drink?" Amber asked.
"An entire bottle of strong whiskey." Pete replied and Amber sighed.
"He's going to feel that in the morning." She said and Pete nodded. The two then walked out of the bedroom, but that's when they noticed that Freddie was missing and that the front door was opened.
"We're in for a rough night." Pete said and Amber nodded.
Sam was sitting on the couch watching Girly Cow when she heard a knock on her door. Being cautious, Sam grabbed her butter sock and walked over to the door, slowly opening it to find Freddie.
"Oh. Hey Freddie. I thought you'd still be at the bonfire." Sam said.
"Pete made me leave." Freddie said, his words a little slurred but understandable.
"Are you drunk?" Sam asked, staring into his brown eyes.
"Pete's fault 'cause he gave me a bottle of whiskey." Freddie replied, stumbling a little. Sam quickly grabbed his arms so he wouldn't fall over and Freddie let his head drop to her shoulder, Sam suddenly holding him up.
"'M tired." Freddie mumbled and Sam sighed. She then got him inside and sat him down on the couch before pulling his phone out and calling Pete.
"Hey Pete, it's Sam. Freddie is sitting on my couch right now and he reeks of alcohol. Could you please come and get him before he decides to puke on my couch?" Sam asked.
"What's you address?" Pete asked. 15 minutes later, Pete and Amber arrived at Sam's house and Freddie was sitting on the steps outside of Sam's house, his arms around her legs to stop her from leaving.
"Come on Freddie. Let her go. She needs some sleep too." Pete said, but Freddie only clung tighter and frowned.
"No. If I go she goes." Freddie said and Sam sighed.
"I'll come if you let go of my legs." Sam said and Freddie quickly let her go, standing up and then falling back down again.
"Wow. You okay there?" Pete asked as he helped Sam stand Freddie up.
"My mouth feels funny." Freddie replied and Pete stood to the side.
"Come on. Let's just get out of here." Sam said and Pete nodded, the two pulling Freddie to the car and getting him inside before getting in themselves, Amber driving them back to her apartment. The entire drive, Freddie looked out of the window at the lights and Sam sat watching him in case he decided to leap out of the window at them.
"Alright. Let's go and sit on the couch." Pete said as he pulled Freddie into the apartment and Freddie just followed him, letting Pete push him to sit down on the couch, watching as Sam sat down next to him and Amber got him a glass of water.
"Okay. I'm going to call his mother and tell her that he's crashing at the cabin. I'll tell Cassie to cover for him because his mum will most likely call." Pete said as he picked up Freddie's phone and went out into the hallway. Amber then sat down on the armchair as Freddie finished drinking his glass of water and went to put it on the coffee table, completely missing and Sam catching it before it hit the ground.
"It's really hot in here." Freddie suddenly said as he rubbed his eyes and Sam raised an eyebrow.
"It's cold in here Freddie." Sam said.
"Sometimes drunk people get all hot because their mind plays tricks on them." Amber said. Freddie then tried to take his short off, but Sam grabbed his hands.
"Leave your shirt on." Sam said.
"But it's hot." Freddie whined, trying to get his hands free. He soon gave up though and then rubbed his eyes again.
"You tired?" Amber asked and Freddie shook his head, rubbing his eyes still.
"Stop rubbing your eyes or you'll make them bruise up." Sam said, pulling his hands away.
"But they're hurting." Freddie said, his eyes drooping slightly.
"That's because you're tired." Sam said and Freddie whined.
"I don't want to go to sleep." He said and Sam sighed, turning to Amber.
"Why do I deal with him?" Sam asked and Amber smiled.
"Because he'd do the same for you." Amber said and Sam sighed, sighing again when Freddie lay down and rested his head on Sam's lap. Sam just leant back on the couch and grabbed one of Freddie's hands, his fingers linking with hers as he closed his eyes and got comfortable. Amber watched as Sam just stared down at him with a small smile, their fingers staying linked together as Freddie fell asleep.
It was late and Cassie and Danny were sitting wide awake on the couch in the cabin, the two sitting at the table with cups of coffee.
"I never found out why Pete turned you into a vampire. He never really explained it." Cassie said suddenly and Danny looked up at her.
"Why do you want to know?" Danny asked.
"Well, you know mine. It's just kind of mysterious that you're the only one that hasn't told why and how they became a vampire." Cassie said and Danny sighed.
"I got bored one day and went on a walk through the woods. I was deep in the woods when this feral animal attacked me from behind. I never really knew what it was." Danny said and Cassie rolled her eyes.
"Tell me the truth Danny. I won't tell anyone if you don't want me to." Cassie said and Danny looked down at his coffee. 13 minutes went by and Cassie was about to give up and walk away when Danny spoke up.
"I was running. My dad was a cop and he was quite the abuser. He liked to feel power and he used his cop powers to his best ability. One day he came to my apartment and he was really angry. He didn't like the fact that I wasn't following in his footsteps and wasn't training to be an officer. He shot his gun and almost clipped my shoulder. As soon as he had done that I ran for my life. We were running through the forest when he caught up to me and shot me three times. I was so filled with adrenaline that I kicked him in the face and ran for it. About 3 minutes later I lost my adrenaline and I was hit with dizziness. I fell and was barely alive when Pete found me. He instantly turned me and then we stayed there until I woke up. He explained to me what had happened and I just believed him. I was happy to have an excuse to get away from my dad. I mean, I am 24, but my dad still ran my life. I was glad to be able to get out and not have to worry about him being able to kill me." Danny said and Cassie nodded, seeing the pain that he had in his eyes.
"You know, when people say that their parents were abusive, I've never heard of anyone classifying their dad shooting them in the gut abusive. That's murder Danny." Cassie said and Danny looked up.
"I know. That's why I'm worried about Millie." Danny said and Cassie frowned.
"Why are you concerned for Millie?" Cassie asked.
"Millie's dad was abusive and believed in family honour right?" Danny asked and Cassie nodded.
"What if he was the one that stabbed her" Danny asked and Cassie's eyes widened. What if he had?