Ok I will totally admit that I'm a really big brat, but in my defense it's usually because I'm starving. I have made many mistakes in my life. I think it's because of poor parenting skills! I mean come on! Really, all Bill seems to do it have sex with Sookie, leave me at home and ignore me, yell at me, and then disappear! All in that order too! He never talks to me, never teaches me anything about being a vampire and never EVER acts like a real maker. I admit I've done some wrongs but honestly all I did was kill a perverted truck driver…and well I left a couple dead rats on the sofa once. But in my defense I was hungry! You try going two weeks without eating and see how you feel. I have just about stopped trying to please Bill, wanna know why? I'm gonna tell you even if you don't want me too! I stopped because he doesn't care; I bet he doesn't even remember I'm here. The only person who did like me was Hoyt and that relationship ended with something like this.
"Get out!" or "you hurt my mama!" or quote from his mother "You can't have babies!" I bit her after that.
Now he's off with this little oompa lumpa girl who is by the way, no taller than his waist! She's totally ugly too. Not that I care, I mean he dumped me, why should I want him or anything…like he can compare to the man I'm gonna get! I mean I'm a sexy vampire! Plus I've got a stable job as a waitress, and I could rip him apart if I wanted too. I don't though, I don't want to kill people, it just happens. I try to act good, I really do! God who am I kidding I still care about Hoyt! It hurts so much too see him walking around with that chick. And I do care for Bill too, I mean I was so happy when I found out he might get married to Sookie. But they apparently don't care about me. But what can I say, I can't help it…I don't try to care it just happens. God, now here I am, I'm a few months old and I'm standing in a restaurant, watching Hoyt and his date have a wonderful time.
"Whats wrong?" The voice is rough and husky, I instantly recognize it as the new waiter, Sam's little brother. I turn around and sigh, he standing there looking curious and worried, I think his name is Tommy.
"My ex," that's all the explanation I have for him. I see his eyes wonder over to Hoyt.
"What him? For real? He looks like he got bombed by radiation on his way too middle school! That is a giant sixth grade boy right there!" He said in a fake serious expression.
"No, You don't know him, He's really very sweet." I defended him, I didn't mean it though, Tommy was right.
"Come on! Hes little league! You're a smoking hot vampire, Your part of the majors!" Tommy said with a kind smile.
"No…" I said as I looked away from him, if vampires could blush, I would be bright red.
"Yea! And a hell yea too," He said with a huge grin on his face. But unfortunately out conversation was cut short because tommy had a phone call. Now I was left with a desire for more, I wanted to at least talk to Tommy again, he seemed like he genuinely cared about me. Maybe he would want to be friends with me, and maybe alittle more than that. I mean he seems durable enough, not like that wimpy truck driver.