Overheard Confusion

" Mike?" Sams' voice next to me, he sounded a little worried.

" Hmm?" Was my only reply as I wash my mouth out.

" You're using a lot of mouth wash..." Sam looks like he just cringed, considering the burn Listerine has, he probably is imagining the burn of the amount of it I just poured in my mouth swishing around.

I spit. " Yea and you don't want to know, trust me on that." I know I didn't want to tell. Yea, no way in hell I'm telling Sam I just had a fat wet one by David earlier tonight. Feeling like my mouth is on fire from the mouth wash was bearable to remove the taste and maybe a layer of skin to rid myself of any ruminants of that kiss. To bad I wont be able to burn it from my memory too.

" O...K... Anyways, Find out anything?" Sam stares at me.

At first I don't catch what he means. " Oh, you mean that. He said grandpa had killed a fledgling of his saving Howard Sr., but he already had made grandpa pay for that, so he has no issues with him or Howard now, or Jr. or whatever. Though he wouldn't go into all the details and said I need to ask grandpa if I wanted to know why he would understand how things are, or something like that."

" Yea right. Grandpa is a fruitcake... Or an alien replacement, no way he's gonna tell us anything. At least your homicidal shit sucking friends aren't after him, but why did they change you if they aren't trying to hurt grandpa?" Sam had a confused look on his face.

" I'm replacing some dead guy they had in their group years ago." I shrugged, I didn't want to think about it, it was a little weird for me, actually it was down right creepy as hell that four vampires been out looking for unsuspecting teens to replace a member of theirs that died decades ago. How many they did they kill in the process of selecting someone? I shudder inwardly and decide to just stay away from that thought. " Nothing to do with grandpa and David wouldn't give details on that either."

Sam made a face. " He made you a shit sucker, least he could do is give details."

" I think he will, I'm just not willing to find out at what cost." I shudder and pour another cap full of Listerine in my mouth remembering tonight's kiss.

**** More Secrets****

I paused, coming down the stairs, I could hear talking, sounded like grandpa and that Howard guy. Mom had taken an interest in the man and decided to start dating him, now I just go still, barley breathing or making a noise. Grandpa not only did an what he called an Indian walk that could sneak up on me with my improved hearing, but the old man seemed able to hear any little movement. With Sam at school, mom at work and the sun still up and a threat to me, grandpa must have not been keeping an eye out for eves droppers and sounded like Howard just got here.

" Things have been settled, I'll be moving into the the ranch house down the way." Howards' voice.

" Ahh the one that burned down? Fixing that up eh? It'll be nice to have another around, our old families are dieing out." Grandpa, but what did he mean by that?

" I know what you mean, especially with Samuel, does he know yet?" Howard, now they had every bit of my attention.

" No, nor Micheal, but you know the tragedy with him. It's sad, but shows it wouldn't matter for him to have known. Sam will need to learn and soon, it's starting early and he won't understand. So will Lucy since you wish to be with her and she's Sams' mother." Grandpa sighs, this was confusing, what are they talking about? And If they mean Sam hitting puberty, I'd say he's a little late, not early.

" I don't want to deceive her, considering her experience with the blood drinkers' lies, but I don't know how I'd tell her. I can help with Sam, a fresh start. Scott was an only child, he probably would enjoy having siblings, I could see Sam looking up to him and it would be a positive influence."Howards' words annoyed me.

I'm not that bad, I mean sure I may have developed a little bit of an attitude, but it's not that bad. Well maybe the whole dropping out of school part doesn't look good or the not going to collage, but not like I could anyway, even if we could afford it.

" Not so easy, Sam already looks up to Micheal, who is his brother threw blood, even if he's one of the blood drinkers now. Scott would find it very hard to gain Sams' trust to the extent he has with Micheal if he even can. For all the problems this may bring up, the two brothers, I have a feeling will always remain brothers. Sam and Micheal have been threw a lot together, Micheal is very protective over Samuel and being what he is now, he could interpret your boy as coming between him and his brother if not handled properly." Grandpa sounded amused, I wasn't sure if he was defending me or just stating a fact. He had never really taken to me as much as he did Sam either way.

" I didn't mean it like that, I'd never want to come between them nor would Scott, but you know what I mean, there are some things Scott would be able to help him with that Sam could look up to that Micheal wouldn't be able to even if Micheal never got entrapped with The Boys that run the Boardwalk." Harold sounded sympathetic.

Apparently what happened to me was very tragic, not that I disagreed, just a bit uncomfortable hearing such from another when speaking of me. What this was all about I had no clue, but it's very strongly focused on Sam and something to do with Sam, both grandpa and this man also has something to do with it, something more than just Sam having something I don't have.

" I know what you mean, just be careful about it. I doubt it'll be long before Micheal fully becomes one of them. His pack is influencing him and he has no hope of becoming human again, he'll eventually make a kill." Grandpa sounded a little sad? Hu maybe he does care.

" A wild one." Howards' tone sounded to me as if he was repressing a shudder. " They are nasty blood suckers to deal with, you know what animal this pack Micheal has been inducted into has an affinity for? "

" Micheal's a flier, but I've seen how The Lost Boys act, they're like a pack, running under the guise of a gang, so I'd say they're a bit of a mix and hold pure traits." Grandpa sounded a little indifferent on this subject. " They don't take well to humans, Micheal though even as much as he is one of them is still very close to Sam, why I stress caution, you know how dangerous and unpredictable they can get, think of Micheal as no different, he's my grandson, but will be at the whim of his nature.

" I'll inform Scott, but he plans to come help out with the move and meeting his possible new family." Harold sounded a little wistful. " I'll see about telling Lucy as." Harold keeps speaking, but his speech drops to a whisper and I'm unable to hear as at this moment Sam walks in threw the front door.

" Mike! Pass out on the steps, or you sooooo miss me that you couldn't wait to see your awesome little brother!" Sam was loud as usual and being a little sarcastic. There was a smile on his face.

" School was that good hu?" I asked, with a bit of my own sarcasm, though mines just comes out a bit snippy and not witty like Sams'. Sam frowns, but not from me, he's a little used to the sarcasm I return " What?"

" Eh, it's school, do my homework?" Sam holds out a book, grinning ear to ear.

I stare at the thing, then look at him. " No, not happening, you're Mr. Smarty, you do your own work, sides I think grandpa's in there and probably would rat us out."

" Yea and mom would be wondering why I'm suddenly getting Ds and C- on my work." Sam dead pans at me.

" Hey!" I watched as Sam suddenly takes off, making me have to get up and chase him up stairs.