I knew my mistake as soon as I said it, being sympathetic to vampires was a big no-no. My husband, Ray, glared at me from across our booth in the only place worth going in Bon Temps to eat, Merlotte's. Our waitress, flashed me an apologetic glance, figuring her conversation about vampire/human relationships had irked him. She had no idea how much so.
We ate our meal in silence, I sat in fear as I watched him angrily jab at his steak. I timidly picked away at my salad, my stomach growling in protest, but Ray had me on a diet. I was cursed with curves, and Ray hated it.
When we were finished, he led me out of the bar and we headed to the car, more and more dread filled me with each step. Behind closed doors is when the monster in him comes out. As soon as we were inside the vehicle, and both doors slammed closed, his hand connected with my jaw causing my head to hit the window. Putting the car into drive, he peeled out of the parking lot, as I wiped the blood that was trickling down my forehead away quickly.
"So, you want to be a fang banger, huh?" He hissed, shooting down the parish road. "You want to be some dead man's whore?"
"Honey, that's not what I said!" I protested, when he suddenly pulled onto a little road that led to deer trails, and slammed on the breaks. There was nobody who lived out around he, except Vampire Bill and his girlfriend, Sookie Stackhouse. We lived farther up the road and way into the woods, where there was nobody around at all. Nobody to hear the fighting.
"I'll show you what it's like to be a fang banger, girl." He growled at me, and I had no doubt that I was in for hell. He got out of the car and walked over to my door, ripping it open, "Get out of the fucking car."
"Baby, please. I'm sorry." I begged, unbuckling my seat belt slowly.
"I said get out of the car!" He shouted, grabbing me bye long black ringlets of hair and yanking me out of the car. I yelped and struggled to catch my footing but he kept a hold of my hair, before slamming me into the side of the car, my stomach colliding with the hood and knocking the wind out of me.
He pressed himself against my back, shoving up my long skirt, and ripping off my underwear. "Ray, please?" I sobbed, but ignoring my cries, he unzipped his pants, positioned himself, and before I could make another sound he was inside of me.
My eyes watered, and I gasped for breath, as my hips continually slammed and grinded against the rusted metal of our car. "You think this hurts, Riya?" He asked, "Why don't I show you what real vampires do then?" He grabbed my hair, pulling my head back, but keeping my pinned to the car, he attached his teeth to my neck, and bit down. I gave a short scream, as I felt the skin break and blood and saliva drip down my neck.
In the faint distance I heard loud foreign music, like a car stereo blasting. There was a flash of headlights that raced by, but I knew the human ear wouldn't have been able to hear anything over that music. Ray finished and threw me on the ground.
I was sobbing and crying, and I felt my energy buzzing around on the inside. I was going to loose control, and everything was going to get worse. As Ray's boot swung back to kick me, I flinched, causing all the energy to fire off. I tried to hold most of it, but still Ray was blown back by an invisible force.
Ray picked himself off the ground, and glared at me. "You little fucking freak!" He roared. I whimpered, scooting away from him. All that energy that had been buzzing was all used up, and now I was completely defenseless. His boot made contact with my side, "First you wanna be a fang banger," another kick to the side, "then you try and use your freak shit with me." Another kick, "I'll show you, you fucking whor--".
Ray stopped kicking me. It was as if a huge gust of wind had blown him away, looking hesitantly through my arms, I was shocked at what I saw. A huge, muscular man, with shoulder length blonde hair had Ray by the neck in a vice-like grip.
As if Ray was light as a pebble, he flung him down the trail, which Ray landed with a heavy thud and then he didn't move at all. Before I had time to think about Ray's wellbeing the blonde man was in front of me. He wasn't really a man, but a vampire, the very creature I was being punished over. His fangs were out, but not threatening, he smelled the air around me and his icy blue eyes got a far away look.
The look was gone in a second, and he was looking me over intently, "Are you alright?" He asked, I simply stared at him, "Can you walk?" When failed to answer him quick enough he scooped me up in his arms as if I was nothing. He sped off and we were suddenly in front of a red corvette that was down the parish road
I didn't say anything, didn't ask where we were going, didn't know what to say. How do you stop someone from rescuing you? After about a minute of me not saying anything, "You're not deaf are you, I know you can speak, I heard you screaming." He said bluntly, looking at me, I shook my head, "Do you need to go to the hospital?" I shook my head again, "Well where can I take you?"
"I don't know." I whispered. I don't know how the man could drive around sharp turns while looking at me, but he did so with perfection. He didn't say another word, just simply kept driving, until I noticed we were heading out of Bon Temps towards Shreveport. After about half hour of driving, we turned onto a long narrow driveway, that led up to a very nice stone house. "Where are we?"
"My home", he stated simply. Turning off the car and getting out of the car, "Well come on." He said, clearly agitated, which made my scramble to follow him. Pissing of a vampire would be a very stupid thing. "I can't believe the fucking fellowship is stupid enough to attack women." He growled angrily.
"Fellowship?" I asked stupidly, earning a look from the vampire, "Like fellowship of the sun?"
"Yes, who else would attack a woman for being a fang banger." He said fang banger with slight disgust, but I chose to ignore it.
"Ray wasn't from the fellowship." I said softly, causing the vamp to turn face me, one eyebrow cocked in interest, "And you're the first vampire I've met, I mean I've seen Vampire Bill, but we haven't met. So I'm not a fang banger."
"You're not a fang banger, but a man, whom you seem to know was beating you for being one." He said slowly, "I've been around for many years, but this you're going to have to explain to me." Blushing, I mumbled the explanation under my breath, his eyes widened, and I knew he heard me, but I don't think he believed it, "I'm sorry what was that?"
"He's my husband, and he was putting me in my place." I said again, louder this time. I tied back my hair with the hair tie I had on my wrist, tired of the hair rubbing against the wound on my neck. In an instant, the man was directly in front of me.
"He bit you?" The man said clearly surprised, leaning down as if to bite my neck as well. Energy surged through me, but instead of sending the vampire lying, when he touched me he quickly pulled away as if he had been burned. To my surprise his hand was burned, but was healing just as quickly as it had appeared. "What are you?" He asked.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean too." I gasped, Ray punishing me was one thing, but I wouldn't survive if the vampire decided to. The vampire stared at me, as if trying to figure out what exactly to do with me.
"You didn't answer my question." He said simply, "But from your reaction, I'm guessing you don't even know what you are." He walked towards me again, "I'm not going to hurt you, so don't burn me." He said lightly, placing his hand on my shoulder, and lowering his head back to my neck. Instead of biting me, he licked the wound, then he did the same to the gash on my forehead. When he pulled away, his eyes were glossy and intoxicated, "You are different." He said, more to himself than me. Without another word, he bit his own wrist and held it up to me, "Drink this it will heal you."