A/N: In quite a few fanfiction stories, our favorite blond Viking always seems to have beautiful homes scattered around Louisiana. Have you ever wondered….who are his neighbors? In this story, he meets a curious relative of one of his neighbors…guess who.
I don't own these characters I just really enjoy reading about them and thinking up stories about them.
Chapter 1:
Sookie:
It's been over four years and I miss him every day. I guess you could say he was my best friend even if we were only together for a few months. Whenever I daydream, I dream of him and my nights are filled with his beautiful face. He was a secret friend because, at the time, their existence was not known to humans. Four years after he disappeared from my house, they came out of the coffin, so to speak. A blood substitute was developed called True Blood and lo and behold vampires revealed their existence to the entire world. Some countries did not take it too well. It's been a struggle here in the U.S., but they have been accepted.
The first time I met him I was fifteen years old and I was forced to go to Shreveport to stay with my Aunt Linda and my cousin Hadley. My Gran fell and broke her hip. The doctor said she had osteoporosis and the hip probably broke first, causing her to fall. Ever since I lost my parents when I was eight years old, my Gran was my rock. She has been my caregiver since the day they died and I really didn't know what I was going to do without her. I begged to stay at the farmhouse while Gran was in the hospital, but she would have none of it.
Aunt Linda had just married a rich businessman in Shreveport and bragged about her beautiful home. Hadley and I didn't get along and I knew she didn't like me. Only Gran knew this, but I could read peoples' thoughts. Of course I thought it was a curse, but Gran convinced me it was a blessing and it would help me judge my friends and coworkers in the future. I sure hope she's right, because it wears me out trying to block the thoughts of others. Hadley was quite a broadcaster and she constantly thought about sex and drugs and I didn't look forward to staying with her for God knows how long.
When Aunt Linda finally picked me up at the hospital, I was reluctant to leave Gran. My aunt was actually very sweet and she seemed genuinely concerned about her mother. I said my goodbyes to Gran and my aunt said she would bring me to visit as often as I wanted.
My aunt's home was indeed beautiful. She lived in a gated community with each individual house having their own private gate. She explained that her husband was on a business trip and I could hear her thoughts regarding the whereabouts of Hadley. "I can't let Sookie know that Hadley ran away"
"Hadley is on vacation with one of her schoolmates. They went to Europe and will probably be gone all summer. I guess it's just you and me, honey." Aunt Linda seemed sad, but I didn't let on that I knew the truth. Perhaps my being here will improve her mood. I hope she confides in me, because I hate not being able to console her.
My aunt didn't spend much time at home, but she never left me alone. She had a live-in maid who reminded me a lot of Gran. She was basically my caregiver, because my aunt left every evening without saying a word. I knew where she was going, but I couldn't let on that I knew she was searching for Hadley. I would always whisper a prayer and hoped that she would find her.
I was allowed to bring my cat Tina with me to Shreveport and one evening I heard her calling me from the backyard. When I say backyard I really mean up a very large hill about an acre away from the swimming pool. I could hear Tina calling from a huge Magnolia tree and I knew she was frightened. I kept answering her every time she would meow and before I knew it I was up the tree trying to grab her. Growing up on a farm gives a girl certain talents that a city girl would never have acquired. Climbing trees was second nature to me and whenever I wanted to escape my problems I would just climb the biggest one and sit and watch the sunset and marvel at the wonders of nature.
All of a sudden I heard some very loud music coming from the house next door. If I hadn't have been high in a tree I would never have been able to see in this particular yard. There was a very wild party going on and the huge yard was filled with people. I was at once bombarded by their thoughts and I actually didn't get too many good ones. Sex, sex and more sex. I focused on the ones that were the closest to me and knew that I was probably hidden pretty well because my presence didn't enter their minds. It was about 2:00 a.m. in the morning and I knew that most parties don't go on all night…do they? Most of the women I saw were in bikinis and some were even topless….ewe. The majority of the people I was able to see were strikingly beautiful. There was a small group of handsome men conversing. They all had wine glasses and were drinking something that was very dark red. I just assumed it was wine. One particular man caught my eye because he was so handsome. He reminded me very much of that really hot Swedish actor Alexander Skarsgard. I kind of had a crush on him after seeing him in Generation Kill, but this guy was actually better looking than him….if you could believe that. After I thought about it though, I knew it couldn't possibly be him. He was probably off somewhere making a movie or mini-series and not at a party in Shreveport.
As the night went on I couldn't take my eyes off of that blond God. He wasn't with anybody at the moment, but so many beautiful women would walk by him like they were modeling for him. Eventually each one of the men he had been talking to chose a female companion and went back into the house. The yard was empty, except for the blond man. He was really, really tall and his hair was long and silky. He kept sniffing the air and he almost looked like a dog. Even though my tree perch was quite a ways away from the sniffing man, I swear he saw me. I tried really hard to be quiet, but my butt was really starting to hurt from straddling the tree branch and Tina was getting restless.
I grabbed Tina just as a very beautiful woman walked out toward my blond God and started taking off her clothes. I figured she was probably just a whore, because good girls don't do that! Then I actually got a pang of jealously and I found myself thinking that I didn't want to see her showing off her tits and ass to the object of my attention. He grabbed her after she was naked and started kissing and licking her neck. All of a fucking sudden…..he rose up his head as if he were going to attack her and he had fangs. I gasped and lost my balance and fell out of the tree into the yard I had been spying on and everything went black.
Eric:
My child, Pam always celebrates her birthday by throwing a huge party. I told her she could use one of my houses and she chose this one because the rear is very secluded and I have never had a problem with nosy neighbors. I don't celebrate mine, because honestly I don't remember exactly when I was born a human. Being a thousand year old vampire actually gives you no reason to celebrate something as insignificant as your human birth. Pam has only been a vampire for two hundred years, and her human birthday has always been special to her. She loves being a vampire and also celebrates the day she was given immortality. At first I was insensitive to her human birth, but she said if she had not been born, she would not have been there that night when I gave her the gift of immortality. So now here we are surrounded by humans and vampires alike and I must say she has chosen our meals well. Because sex and feeding go hand in hand when you are a vampire, I look forward to a very busy evening. Pam wiggles her eyebrows at me as the females parade in front of us. Finally I am unable to resist any longer. I tell the vampires in attendance that it is time for them to choose their meals for the evening and wish Pam a very happy birthday.
I'm alone by the pool and I smell in the air. The aroma has been in the air for the past half hour and I can pinpoint it to the huge Magnolia tree that is located just along the fence line. I know I should go and investigate it, but I'm enjoying the smell so much that I don't want to scare it away. It's not the human bloodbags in attendance at this party that I am having a hard time resisting, it's that smell. I'm not an unhappy man, but after one thousand years, feeding and fucking has become mundane. The humans that we feed from are not aware of what we are and after we have our meal we glamour them and make them forget about their time spent with us. They are like sheep and I have gotten tired of them. I know they are a necessity to my existence, but I do miss the excitement of the hunt.
A very beautiful, buxom redhead is sent out to me by my child. She always saves the best for me. Perhaps the smell that is deep in my nostrils will provide more enjoyment as I feed from this bloodbag. She is physically beautiful, but her smell is stale. She has been smoking and I smell a trace of cocaine in her blood. Her heart is pounding and she takes her clothes off and begins toward me as if to entice me. This night my erection is very painful and I need to relieve myself. That smell…..it's driving me crazy and before I know it my fangs are out and I am going to drain this human, I know it. As soon as my fangs are out and I'm ready to drive them into this bloodbag I hear a gasp and then someone or something falls from the Magnolia tree right into my yard. The smell is stronger now and I know it is the blood of whatever fell. I glamour the bloodbag to return to her home and have no memory of me or my house. She obeys and I rush to the smell.
Lo and behold, I find a young woman. I can't really call her a child because she is well built and quite beautiful. I also can't really call her a woman because she was up in a tree with a cat, which is still in her arms. She looks quite young and I can smell her complete innocence. Her hair is long and blond and she is wearing sleep pants with a tank top and…..um….no bra. She is definitely what I've been smelling and now that her head is bleeding, I'm soon becoming overwhelmed by her sweet, pure scent. I lick her head and each of the many cuts and scratches that I am able to sniff out. Her arm looks broken and she is unconscious, which may mean a head injury. I decide to take her into my private quarters, because I fear the other vampires in attendance will smell her and there will be a bloodlust frenzy. Luckily I have a private entrance in the back of the house and I can enter undetected by our guests.
I have to make a quick decision about the well being of this child. If I give her my blood, I will be able to feel her and be forever tied to her. It may not be a bad thing for me, but she does not know of our existence and I want to spare her the dreams that she may have from my blood. On the other hand, if I don't heal her she may not heal properly. Also, if I call an ambulance, I don't know her and I don't want the attention that an ambulance will bring to my house.
My decision is made and I bite my wrist and put it to her mouth. It just drips in at first, but eventually I feel her waking up and her pouty lips clamp down on my wrist and she sucks very hard. I have no idea what I will tell her when she wakes up, but her body will show no signs of trauma. I can just glamour her into thinking that she didn't fall and I will fly her back over to her yard. All will be well in the universe. Except for one thing…..I really love this child's blood. I have thoughts of keeping her for myself, but I don't want to own her or make her my pet. I don't even know her. She could be a total bitch, so I'm sure glamouring her is the answer. The only problem is that I still have a very painful erection and I need relief now. I call Pam and she sends me another pretty woman. I don't feed on her I just fuck her until I get relief. I only think about the child and her blood and forget about the bloodbag I have just fucked. She excuses herself to go to the bathroom and I intend to glamour her and send her on her way.
Sookie:
My eyes slowly open and I am lying on top of a very huge, very masculine bed. What the hell happened to me? I don't remember anything after I saw Mr. Hottie baring his fangs to that whore! At first I'm alone in this strange bedroom, but before I know it there he is. He looks even better close up and I think I was probably hallucinating about the fangs. My shields are completely down and I figure I might as well listen to this man's thoughts…..and….nothing. I guess I hit my head when I fell, but I feel really, really good and am in no pain. I start to wiggle my toes and fingers just to check if they're still there and I'm fine. If I did indeed fall from that tree, it looked like it would have been quite a fall. There must have been some darn good cushioning under it, because I feel fine. As I stare at Mr. Hottie, I get an unfamiliar feeling in my lady parts. I'm fifteen for God's sake and this guy is hot. I know from seeing visions in the minds of my classmates at school that they are doing the deed. I try to block that stuff out and it totally wears me out.
"Welcome back to the world, Sleeping Beauty." Says Mr. Hottie.
"What happened? I was just in the tree trying to rescue my cat and I must have fallen and hit my head. Thank you for helping me, but I guess I will be going back to my aunt's house now." I'm a little afraid. I know the fangs were just my imagination, but this man is very beautiful and a stranger. I have heard horror stories about young girls being forced into prostitution by someone they were attracted to. "No thank you Mr. Hottie! From what I could see you have enough whores to give you whatever you need." I think to myself and then I get that pang of jealousy again, only this time I feel more possessive and more jealous. "What the hell is wrong with me?" again I think to myself.
Just as I'm getting up to start to leave this man's house, another whore walks out of the bathroom like she is putting on her clothes. She starts to put her arms around Mr. Hottie and he pushes them down and asks her to look into his eyes. I hear her thoughts and she thinks like me that he is hot and she had a really good time with him. Was that before or after he brought me here….ewe again!
"You will not remember ever being at this house and you will not remember me. Now go home and have a good night's sleep." Mr. Hottie tells the beautiful whore and she says goodbye and now her brain is blank.
"What did you do to her?" I ask him just assuming he will tell me the truth.
"I did to her exactly what I plan on doing to you. You have seen entirely too much and as much as I want to keep you; I need to return you home." He states matter-of-factly.
"Now what is your name little one?" he asks as he sits down beside me on the bed. Those damn lady parts are actually throbbing now and he smiles at me as he waits for an answer to his question.
"My name is Sookie Stackhouse and I'm staying with my Aunt Linda who lives next door. I wasn't spying on you mister and I was probably hallucinating anyway…..but you'll laugh at me….I thought I saw fangs when you were kissing that smelly old whore." I answer him and his eyes get really big and then he starts to laugh. He shakes the whole bed and I fail to see what has tickled him so.
"Don't laugh at me Mr…..whatever your name is. I fail to see anything funny about what I just said. Since you think that's so funny…..I'm also having a really hard time hearing you." That got his attention.
"What are you talking about child? Do you have a hearing problem?" he asks and I can see he is going to fucking laugh again.
I just tell him, "I can read the thoughts of others and for some reason I can't read yours. I haven't told a single person about my disability except for my Gran. So I saw what you did with that whore who just left and I know now that you do have fangs. So…..can I see them…..please, please." I know I sounded like a child, but he complied with my request and there they were. "Wow, I was right. So are you a…..a….you know. Are you a vampire? This is so cool! Don't worry I won't tell anyone, but now I don't feel like such a loner. My disability has always made me shy away from people and I'm sure you being a vampire keeps you in the dark." Damn I made a stupid joke, but Mr. Hottie is not laughing.
"Like I said much as I want to keep you I need to do this. Look at me Sookie. First of all my name is Eric and I find you quite fascinating. You do realize that I can't let any human, even you who I want to keep, leave my home knowing my secret. So you did not see me and you will not remember what happened tonight. I will take you home and you will have sweet dreams and wake up with no memory of this night." I don't know what he thought he was doing to me because I felt a slight tickling in my head, but I couldn't help myself. I stared at him for a moment and jokingly said. "Yes master." Then I couldn't take it any more and I started to laugh so hard I thought I would throw up.
"I'm sorry, you just looked so serious and I don't know what the hell you think you were doing, but it didn't work. Is that a vampire thing Eric? I totally understand why you need to do that, but like I said before I won't say a word as long as you won't say a word about my disability." I could see the wheels turning in his head and I knew he would either kill me or accept my proposal.
"What are you? Never in my thousand years have I not been able to glamour a human. You are apparently not entirely human. Your blood tastes of something other….I just can't put my finger on it." Maybe this means he's not going to kill me and then he says my blood tastes…. and a light bulb goes off.
"My blood, you tasted my blood? Who the hell gave you permission to do such a thing? Now am I going to be a vampire? Why would you do that? You're certainly a high-handed bastard to just bite me without my permission." I couldn't get over what he had said.
"First of all I don't understand what you mean by high-handed and you were injured when you fell from the tree. My saliva has healing properties in it and I licked all of your cuts to heal them. Also your arm was broken and you were unconscious. I decided to do something that I haven't done since I made my child Pam, two hundred years ago. I gave you my blood and you are now completely healed. I even bet if you had any previous scars, they are completely gone….so I'm ready to hear your thank you Mr. Vampire and I am forever indebted to you." Once again his high-handedness was very evident, but I couldn't argue with him. He had apparently healed me and was going to just let me go and wipe my memory of him and this entire evening.
"Oh. Okay. Then if you did such a nice thing for me why do you want me to forget about you? I honestly won't tell anyone and I think you are very beautiful and I'm not in the least bit afraid of you." I admit to him hoping he will let me return home. I think he is hot, but I don't want to be his sex slave or anything like that.
"I'm attracted to you in an unhealthy way….for you that is. You are very young and I don't wish to harm you or force myself on you." He wiggles his eyebrows and I totally get what he is suggesting.
"What makes you think I would allow you to do stuff like that, Eric? I'm not one of those smelly old whores you seem to like to have sex with." I put my hands on my hips and stare deep into his eyes.
"No you're not. You are sweet and innocent and it's not my style to deflower a child. Maybe when you're older you can return to me and I will do you that favor." Said just like a complete ass.
"Look buddy, I would very much like to be your friend, but if you are just thinking about nasty stuff, you can just forget about it!" now he is making me mad. How does he know I'm a virgin and that I would probably let him do just about anything to me? Maybe he's telepathic too. "Okay, then if you don't want to be my friend without benefits…I guess I better be getting back to my aunt's house. Don't worry, I won't tell anyone about you and thank you for healing me. I actually hope I do see you in the future…because I kinda like you…..like a friend." I say as I get up and Eric escorts me back to the spot where I fell from the tree. He tells me to wrap my arms around him and he will get me over the fence. I look at him with questioning eyes and then he says, "Trust me." And I do. Before I know it we are flying and he doesn't just take me to the other side of the fence, he escorts me to the back door and kisses my forehead and says, "Goodnight Sookie Stackhouse. I hope we meet again."
I stayed at Aunt Linda's house the entire summer and never saw Eric again. I had some dreams about him though and they were very sexy. I may be a virgin lacking in experience, but in those dreams I was pretty darn sexy. I really wished he would have considered me a friend and just came to visit once in awhile, but he was probably too busy and he had those whores.
ooOooOooOoo
The second time I saw Eric was two years later and my Gran had died. Since I was seventeen, my Aunt Linda allowed me to stay at the farmhouse. Gran left it to me and I wanted to take care of it. I didn't want to leave it vacant and my aunt felt the same way. She trusted me to stay alone and gave me a cute little car to drive back and forth to school in. Hadley never came back and my aunt finally admitted that she ran away.
I was on my way home from shopping for groceries one night and I felt a bump and a bang as something hit my car. I hoped it wasn't a bambi. Deer were always crossing the road and I swear I didn't see one. I got out of my car and walked back toward a large lump in the road. I started shaking because it actually looked like a person. I swear I didn't see a single soul in front of me. As I slowly inched closer, tears started to come to my eyes as I realized that it was indeed a very large person. I finally reached what looked like a man and started yelling, "Mister, are you okay? Hold on I will call an ambulance. Can you hear me?"
My cell phone has a flashlight and I aimed it toward the body. It looked to be a very large man with no shirt or shoes on. He did, however, have pants on. His entire body was covered in blood and his face looked vaguely familiar, but there was so much blood. I kept trying to wake him up. I know for a fact that I just hit him and he wouldn't have had enough time to bleed this much. It looked like someone had hurt him really bad and left him here to die.
My cell had no signal, so I decided to take matters into my own hands and I got right in his face and yelled at him. I slapped him really hard and he opened his eyes. They looked so familiar and I was completely taken back to my aunt's magnolia tree two years ago…and it was him…it was my friend Eric.
"Eric, wake up. We have to get you to my house and see if we can heal you." I yell at him and he looks at me like he doesn't recognize me.
"Do you know me?" he asks.
"Yes, you're my friend Eric…..even though you never bothered to visit me or talk to me." I mutter to myself.
"Do you remember me Eric? All I can say, is you better remember me, because you hurt my feelings and I expect you to make up for it right now, so get your ass up so I can take you to my house!" I continue to yell at him, hoping I will stir a fire under his glorious ass.
"I don't remember anything. What is your name woman?" he asks.
"My name is Sookie Stackhouse. Do you know who you are?" I ask him because he is acting so strange.
"No, I don't remember anything. All I remember is waking up at a house full of dead bodies and I was bleeding. I ran away from there and headed to a house that was in my head. I don't know whose house it was, but I knew I would be safe. Do you think I was going to your house Sookie? You say you're my friend. Do you believe I was coming to you and now I don't remember?" answer me; please I really can't stand being so helpless.
"Eric, I'm sorry I really can't answer that for you. All I know is that I will never harm you and you were right to come to me. I haven't forgotten how you helped me and now I can repay the favor. Please get in my car and we can go home." He did as he was told and we headed to my house.
A/N: I know I'm pretty stupid for starting a new story when I'm still working on The Reunion and Forever Young. I'm working on The Reunion as we speak and will post the next chapter in a couple of days. Let me know if this story interests you. If not I won't continue because there are so many amnesia Eric stories out there who needs another one. I swear it's only amnesia for a short while and then I advance to adult Sookie meeting an unknowing Eric. Let me know.