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Okay so I was sitting around thinking what if uncle Bartlett raised Sookie and Jason instead of Gran before she met her first Vampire. Would she would have met one earlier ? How would Eric feel about this different Sookie? Just flittering around so let me know what you think all mistakes are mine I have no beta. If you want to be my beta let me know I'm open I just don't have time to search for one.

Chapter 1: My tragic little life

Sookie's POV

I thought I had another month. I could live with him touching me on occasion and thinking all those nasty thoughts about me. My name is Sookie Stackhouse I'm a 17 year old telepath, who has been in the custody of my uncle Bartlett since my 13th year when my grandmother passed away from a stroke. At first he would just stare at me when my big brother Jason wasn't paying attention or was distracted with something else. He would leer at me thoughts of what he would do to my body. Jason moved out of Gran's old farmhouse and into our parents old house when he turned 18 which became his automatically when he came of age in accordance to their will, leaving me alone with uncle Bartlett and essentially making my home life my own personal hell. I was 15 when Jason moved into our parents house and though I begged and pleaded with him to take me with him he refused saying he couldn't afford to take care of us both and that he when afford it and got settled he would take me with him but from his thoughts I knew it wouldn't happen anytime soon. Jason loved me but he craved his freedom more than anything else so being tied down with the responsibility of taking care of his little sister was something that would destroy that for him.

When Jason left I was on my own and uncle Bartlett had his fun on the first night alone with me he forced me to do things I can't even describe, things I have only seen in the heads of others, but he didn't take my virginity, no he was saving that for my 18th birthday. He had this sick idea in his head that I would be completely his on my birthday so I had a real timeframe to work with I wasn't going to just sit back and allow him to take my virtue without a fight. I got a job at a bar and grill called Merlotte's owned by a very nice man named Sam Merlotte .He was in his was in his early 20s when I met him he has a strong build, around 5'9 in height, a messy head of strawberry blonde hair, and beautiful piercing green eyes. He is one of the sweetest men that I have ever come across and I have to say when I was 15 I developed the biggest crush on him, but after time passed with him as my boss I went from busgirl to waitress and my feelings for him changed and I cared for him like an older brother and best friend. I felt comfortable around him because he wasn't like other men I came around his thoughts were not dirty and even though it was harder for me to read him which was strange for me because I could practically read everyone, I could feel his emotions and kindness towards me, so his friendship became an escape from the hell I had to suffer through at home.

His feelings for me started to change for me with time too and after a couple of years I could feel his growing attraction towards me as I matured. My body developed in the two years I've known him and has become more womanly, I became curvy and my breast stood as a proud D-cup. I became a curvy size 8 with a flat toned stomach which also made things a lot harder for me at home because uncle Bartlett loved to run his hands over my curves and have fantasies that made me sick to my stomach. So I started hiding my body in men's clothing and kept my long wavy straw colored hair hidden under baseball hats unless I was at work, at work I had to wear the required uniform black shorts and a white Merlotte's t-shirt. People around town knew me as crazy Sookie because I looked like a boy outside of work and had a crazy smile plastered on my face from hearing their thoughts. I really wasn't bothered because as soon as I got a chance I was going to get the hell out of Bon Temps and never look back. After a while of Uncle Bartlett taking my earnings from work to pay for household expenses I started doing things I wasn't proud of to get money to have stashed I started breaking into cars and essentially ripping people off which became my favorite pastime because it was really easy with my ability. I know I should have felt guilty for what I did to people, but I could only sneak so much out of my checks and tips without my uncle noticing.

My life changed 3 months before I turned 18 and the vampires came out of the coffin on every channel they were covering the great revelation. Sam sat brooding at the bar while the rest were shocked, appalled, or excited. He had hostile feeling over it and I didn't really understand why he was so angry. I was excited because of it I couldn't believe that I wasn't the only that was different in this big world. A month before my birthday I got the biggest shock of my life I was still on the vampires topic and asked Sam if he ever met a vampire because I couldn't wait to meet my first vampire and he snapped. He grabbed me roughly by the arm and pulled me into his office, and slammed the door behind us. I was completely shocked and angry at his behavior. How dare he treat me in that manner.

"What the hell Sam!" I yelled at him irritated.

"Sookie you need to stay away from vampires! They are horrible and dangerous creatures that will use you for your ability and drain you dry!"

"You have no right to judge people Sam! How dare you!" I was beyond livid.

"Sookie I've met a vampire before." Grabbing my hand in his and I got a glimpse of his mind from the contact of his skin.

'How do I tell her? She'll hate me! Oh God, she smells so good... her skin's so soft… I want her so bad…' I snatched my hand away quickly to clear his lustful thoughts from my brain.

"What aren't you telling me Sam?" I asking him my voice cold and he looked at me pleadingly.

"Sookie I know how vampires are because…..I'm a shifter." He said his voice barely above a whisper.

"What?" I asked confused and disbelieving.

"I can shift into different types of animals when I want to. I'm usually a yellow collie." My heart stopped. The stray dog I've been taking home with me when he shows up and would follow me home was Sam. There never was a Dean the dog. Then it hit me if Dean was Sam then… I was so angry I didn't even have control over my next movement and slapped Sam hard. I was so angry that I didn't even care that I had hit him all I could think about was me cuddled with Dean in bed, kissing and hugging him, telling him all my secrets and desires, Dean watching me undress to take a shower. I felt violated and I had enough of men violating me.

"I knew you would hate me for what I am." Sam mumbled while rubbing his cheek pissing me off even further.

"NO! I don't hate you because of what you are. I'm mad because you lied, deceived and violated my privacy. You are a selfish asshole Sam Merlotte and I'm done!" I yelled grabbing my clothes and purse and storming out of there in pain. The only friend I have ever had just hurt me deeply and I just couldn't stand looking at him at that moment. I left without remembering to change, not knowing that it was the worst mistake I could have made. I walked into the door of my house and was met by uncle Bartlett leering at me from the sofa. Oh hell!

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A/N: Peeks from behind curtain so what do you think? Let me know if I should keep going I just might until she runs into our favorite Viking. Because he is one hell of a muse. Smooches.*