I finally have another chapter here for you. Sorry i took so long. I've been lazy. Also, the ending of the chapter was similar to a conversation i once heard on a movie. I can't remember which one but i know it was. So here is another chapter. Thank you LVCEBREROS for finally giving me the inspiration to get working. Check her out. She's good!
It was currently 6pm and Sam, Freddie and Carly were sitting in Fiddy's Diner waiting for Chris, Ryan and Dylan to arrive, the six all deciding that they would get dinner there and then head to Chris's place to watch movies.
"How much longer until they get here and I can order?" Sam asked and Carly rolled his eyes.
"They'll be here any second. Then you can eat and we can go to Chris's." Carly said and Sam sighed before turning to Freddie who was looking down at his phone.
"What are you doing?" Sam asked him and Freddie pressed the lock button, placing his phone on the table.
"I was just talking to Michael." Freddie said.
"You two have gotten pretty close since 2 weeks ago when you two disappeared for 2 days." Carly said and Freddie shrugged.
"Should I be jealous?" Sam asked jokingly and Freddie just shook his head and then kissed her, Carly going to speak when the diner's door opened and Chris and the twins walked in, Carly's eyes instantly falling on Dylan.
"And she's in love." Freddie said to Sam, both having seen her googly eyes before, and Sam laughed as the boys walked over, Chris sitting next to Freddie with Ryan next to him, leaving a seat between Carly and Ryan for Dylan.
"Carly, this is Ryan and Dylan, the college students we told you about. Boys, this is Carly." Sam said and Dylan shook Carly's hand with a toothy grin.
"Hi. You're really great in ICarly. You'd be an amazing actress." Dylan said.
"You think? I always thought Sam was the better actor." Carly flirted and Sam and Freddie looked at each other, Chris and Ryan not paying attention as they were whispering to each other about something.
"Okay. Before I puke on the table with the level of flirting that will come from them, can we order our food?" Sam asked and Carly kicked her under the table, her cheeks going red.
"What are you two lovebirds talking about?" Freddie asked Ryan and Chris and Ryan smiled.
"Just stuff." He said and Chris nodded, picking up a menu from the table.
"I really want some chilli fries. Want to share them?" Chris asked Ryan and Ryan nodded, putting an arm around his shoulders and looking at the menu with him.
"We can do that." He said and Chris smiled.
"They're still in the sickening honeymoon phase." Sam said and Freddie turned to her.
"Baby, we were in that phase. We still kind of are." Freddie said and Sam frowned at him.
"Let's just order." Carly said before they could argue and Freddie looked down to his menu.
15 minutes later, the six teens had ordered and they were all chatting amongst themselves, Michael and Carly engaged in a conversation about their lives while Chris, Freddie and Sam listened to and laughed until they were in tears at a story from Ryan.
"I can't believe you would run naked into a classroom while there was a lecture going on." Chris said when he could finally breathe.
"Forget that. How is there no pictures?" Sam asked.
"The professor had a no phones policy." Ryan grinned and Freddie, who was taking a drink, choked.
"I wouldn't have done that for a million bucks." Chris said.
"Yes, but you're a bit of a prude baby." Ryan said and Chris raised an eyebrow.
"Well, now you're not getting anything from me for a month." He said and Ryan pouted.
"Hey. Freddie once refused to kiss me for two weeks because I called him a prude." Sam said.
"No. I didn't kiss you because you tried to make me go outside with no clothes on and I refused which made you mad." Freddie said.
"I still say you're a bit of a prude." Sam replied.
"So if I locked you outside naked you wouldn't get mad?" Freddie asked and Sam scrunched up her nose in defeat.
"Fair point." She said and Freddie nodded, leaning in and kissing her cheek as the food came out.
"This looks so good." Freddie said and Sam looked at him from the corner of her eye as she shoved a nacho of her own in her mouth.
"Attractive." He said and the others all chuckled before they all dug in.
2 hours later, Freddie, Sam, Chris and Ryan were in the cabin with Cassie, Pete, Kyle, Jasper and Romeo and everyone but Freddie was yelling. It had started off with just Chris and Romeo yelling at each other but when Romeo had made a rather rude comment about Chris's sexuality, Ryan had stepped in and soon Kyle had gotten fired up over the noise which caused Jasper and Pete to jump in and hold him back, Sam and Cassie trying to shut everyone up but only making more noise.
Watching the scene in front of him, Freddie started getting annoyed with the amount of noise as it was hurting his ears and he stood up a little straighter.
"Guys, shut up." He called, but no one heard him, the yelling only getting louder. Suddenly feeling a strange feeling build up in him, Freddie stood up even straighter and stared right at the group before shouting as loud as he could.
"Shut it!" He screamed and the room went dead silent, everyone stopping dead and then slowly turning to him.
"Freddie, you're glowing. Like actually glowing." Cassie said and Freddie looked down to his hands to see vein like glowing lines all down his arms and around his fingers like henna.
"What the hell?" Ryan said and Chris half smiled and half stared at him in awe.
"You really are the king."
After running away from the cabin in panic, Freddie now sat on the floor of his father's old apartment and he was surrounded by boxes of photos, letters and books.
Smiling at some of the photos of Leonard, Freddie tried not to think about the conversation that had happened at the cabin.
"What do you mean the king?" Freddie asked.
"I mean that you're the true heir to the throne of the vampires."
"What are you talking about?"
"You're the one that we've been waiting for ever since your father's death." Romeo said and Freddie looked up at him.
Sighing, Freddie moved onto the box of letters and picked one of the smaller ones up, seeing that a majority of the letters had Freddie's name on them.
Freddie,
I know that I've never really told you anything about my life, but I don't think you're ready yet for the responsibility. That sounds really strange when I put it like that but it's the truth. You are still too young. But in the case that I pass away before I can teach you everything you need to know, I'm going to leave you a book with all of the information that you need plus more. Since everything in the apartment is yours, the safe in my bedroom is also yours as well as everything inside. That's where the book will be.
Know that I love you and that I am keeping this quiet to protect you for as long as you can. The safe combination is down below but it shouldn't be that hard to forget since it's your birth date.
I love you my son. Never ever forget that.
Leonard Benson
As he finished reading the letter, Freddie got up and slowly ventured into the bedroom.
"If I was my father, where would I hide a safe?" Freddie wondered quietly to himself, but he didn't have to think for long before he saw a vent in the corner next to the bed.
Walking over and pulling the casing off, Freddie slightly smiled when he saw the safe. Taking a deep breath, he pressed the numbers of his birthday onto the keypad and, when it clicked open, Freddie slowly opened it and then gasped.
"Holy crap." He said, his eyes going wide as he looked at the contents.
"Dylan. Stop. We need to talk about this." Ryan said as they walked down the street, but Dylan simply ignored him.
"Go away."
"No. I'm not going to ignore that the reason you went to that cliff was to kill yourself. I knew from the moment you woke up that something was wrong. I'm your twin. I know everything about you." Ryan said and Dylan stopped and turned to him.
"No you don't. You just think you do." Dylan said.
"No. I do. I know that the reason you don't like to sit still for too long is because you feel like people will look at you weirdly. I know that the reason you hate the dark is because it reminds you of the time we were in that car crash with dad and it was night time. I know that you have to always wear green on Friday's because otherwise you think that it's going to be a bad day and green is your lucky colour. And I know that you haven't been yourself because you're too worried about what people think of you than you are with having fun. Don't tell me I don't know you because I do. If anything you don't know me. So don't lie to me Dylan." Ryan growled and Dylan just stared at him, not knowing what to say.
"Just tell me why you wanted to throw your life away." Ryan said.
"Because… because I have no one. I have next to no friends that would actually care about what happened to me, our parents don't give a damn about us now that they have Abigail, all of my professors barely even know my name and I'm an outcast. I have nothing and people would be better off without me." Dylan snapped and Ryan just stared at him like he was stupid.
"You have me you imbecile. Do I not count to you or something? You have always and WILL always have me. So what about your friends, you have me and now you also have Freddie and Chris. And mum and dad are toss pots and always will be. No one gives a toss about them, same with the stupid professor's. They're all idiots. But you can never say that you don't have someone because I will always be there. I've done nothing BUT be there for you and you repay me by saying I don't count?" Ryan asked angrily and Dylan rubbed his face.
"That's not what I meant. You don't get it."
"What? That you feel like everything is your fault? That you're the reason mum and dad ignore us? That you're totally worthless? That you'll never be happy? I get it, more than you think. But at least you haven't been feeling that way since you were 10 years old." Ryan said.
"What?" Dylan asked in shock.
"What did you think I was protecting you from all that time? The monster under the bed was my feelings. I tried to keep that from you because I didn't want you to know what it felt like to be alone, truly alone. You've always had friends, always had someone in your corner because I made sure of that. So if I don't count after always being there and never asking for anything in return then you are a shitty brother and I'm not afraid to say it. Get a grip and think about the people that will actually be hurt if you left." Ryan said and Dylan just stared at him in shock.
"If you want to keep going down the path of having me save you from doing something stupid then go ahead, but just know that I won't always be there to save you. So think next time you think about ending it all. Think about me and the friends that you've obviously taken for granted and how you'll be leaving us behind." Ryan said before turning and Dylan watched him walk away, standing frozen for a good 30 seconds before he snapped out of his shock and ran after Ryan. Saying nothing as he caught up, Dylan yanked Ryan around and pulled him into a hug and Ryan instantly hugged back, the two just standing there hugging.
"Next time you want to end it all, come and tell me and I'll put on Mary Poppins or something. Just don't leave me behind." Ryan said quietly and Dylan nodded.
"I promise Rynn." Dylan said and Ryan smiled at the old nickname.
"I'm still pissed at you." Ryan said as they pulled back and Dylan sighed.
"Why don't we go and get that chicken that you like from that restaurant by the college?" Dylan asked.
"So your way to make it up to me is to make me fat again? Okay. But you'll be paying the hospital bills when my heart fails." Ryan said and Dylan smiled, following his brother back down the street.