"What time is it?" I asked.
"7pm, why?" Jason, my brother replied.
I closed my eyes, knowing what and who would be arriving soon.
I had just come back from the fairy world I think, only an hour ago I was betrayed by my first real lover, by some one that wanted to be my new lover. People thought I was dead, even my own brother.
I told my brother he should go home, then I thought about what I should do, I pondered over it for a second, and then walked out onto my front porch.
Bill was the first to arrive, he had gotten a hair cut which suited him well, and he was wearing new clothes.
He looked pretty good, not that I noticed.
"Sookie! You're alive."
"Yes."
"I have been so empty without you, Sookie." He sounded so sad, I almost felt sorry for him.
Almost.
Bill just looked at me, not believing that it was me.
Then Eric turned up,
"I knew all along you were alive, Sookie." He said, sounding smug.
"Eric, leave." Bill said.
"Everyone who claimed to love you, gave up on you. I never did."
"Eric! Go." Bill demanded.
He looked at Bill angrily and then he was gone.
Then Bill was in front of me.
He touched my face with his hand.
"I can't believe you're here. I have lived for what feels like forever without you."
Awwww! I thought, but then remembered everything.
I wish I would stop doing that!
He looked so sad, so vunerable. I honestly thought he was going to cry.
He turned away to leave, but then turned his head back and said,
"At least you are safe, I will leave now. Good night, Sookie."
He walked away slowly.
"Wait! Bill, wait."
He turned back, looking hopeful.
I stood, thinking about what I had just said, and why did I say it?
"I don't really know what to say now." I said, his face smiling gently.
"I wish, we could start again." He told me.
"Where have I heard that before?"
"I meant it then, and I mean it now. I wish I could have met you for the first time today. I do. I wish I had never done what I did. And if I can't have my wish, I will make sure I let you know how it happened. The whole story. I feel you only know small parts of what happened. Not all of the feelings, all of the thoughts. I want to tell you."
"Okay. I want to hear it."