It's official. Thanks to my Best Friend, I am obsessed with this show. Absolutely love it.
TGIF is a simple acronym that a large percentage of the world is familiar with. 'Thank God It's Friday' is what it means. It happens to be a lot of people's favorite compilation of words. It is such a relief when you could speak those words at the end of a dreary work week. It meant that you had the whole weekend to look forward to. You could get as wasted as possible and not have a care in the world. That is, until Monday came back and reared its ugly head. But that wasn't important at the moment. The important thing was that you could let loose and do whatever you wished to do.
A vampire bar was not what I considered as 'letting loose.'
I wasn't exactly sure why I had agreed to let my friends take me out to the most popular vampire bar in Louisiana: Fangtasia. Upon hearing the name, I couldn't help but chuckle at the dry humor they used for the title. But all jokes aside, I was somewhat nervous to go inside the club. Ever since the Great Revelation, the vampires had come out of hiding and did exposed themselves to the outside world. Even though they were exposed, it didn't mean that everyone was on board with the idea of cohabitating with them. It also didn't mean that they were all for cohabitating with us. Now, the idea of being inside Fangtasia unnerved me a smidge because I have never been in a place that was filled with this many vampires before. I wasn't sure what to expect once I got inside, but I was already agitated from waiting nearly thirty minutes on line.
"You know, you could put a smile on your face," Matt whispered in my ear. I glanced at him and smiled a bit, directing my attention back to the entrance of the club. Matt was one of my best friends. We didn't know each other our whole lives or anything, but once we met a few years ago, we became the best of friends. I could talk to him about anything, and we had the utmost respect for each other.
"I'm fine. Just a little irritated. I mean, it wasn't my plan to come, but I'm anxious to see what's inside. This waiting is killing me."
"Oh calm down. We're almost at the front of the line," Mariah, one of our friends said excitedly. Actually, she was more of an acquaintance to me. The only reason she was a part of our little outing was because one of my other guy friends, Shawn, has had a crush on her for a couple of weeks now. If you asked me, I would tell him to find someone else. He was way too good for her. But he didn't listen to me. He still tried to do whatever he could to please her and make her happy, even though she was too blind to see just how much he cared for her. She was actually the one who suggested that the five of them come and check out Fangtasia and, of course, not wanting to disappoint her, Shawn insisted that we see what the hype was about, if only for a little while.
"I don't think that this is a good idea. I mean, these guys are ruthless. They could kill us in a second," Amber, the more rational person of the group mused. She was actually one of my good friends. She was headstrong, persistent, and a bit ignorant when she could be. I blame it on her parents. I had the pleasure of meeting her fine parentals, and they were the most backwoods people I had ever met in my entire life. It was a truly sad thing.
"Fine Amber. Leave. Go home and on your way there, get jumped by a vampire. If you ask me, we're safer in this club than anywhere on the streets right now," Mariah replied.
"Would you stop? Jeez. Look, I'm not planning on staying in there the entire night. I'm probably getting a drink or two, and then I'm out. The best bet we have at staying safe is staying low and not drawing any unwanted attention to ourselves," I ordered.
"Got that right. My idea of a good time doesn't include becoming some dead girl-or guy's- dinner for the night," Shawn, the last member of our group commented. Everyone agreed as I crossed my arms over my chest.
"Well, aren't you all cute?"
"Not as cute as you. What's your name?"
"Not interested. At all. Let me see your IDs."
"Get out your ID guys. The bouncer at the door is gonna want to see it," I said as I opened my purse and pulled out my driver's license from my wallet.
"How do you know that?" Matt asked as they all followed suit.
"I heard her ask someone else just now," I stated calmly
"Oh my gosh. I am so excited. Am I the only one who's excited?" Mariah asked.
"Yes, you crazy psycho. Calm the hell down," Shawn laughed.
"I can't calm down. We're going into a vampire bar. I mean it's totally crazy and a little bit stupid unless you have a death wish, but it's so exciting and…. Oh I can't wait!" she squealed.
"So how was your day?" Matt asked me, temporary blocking out the excited shrieks that were coming from Mariah.
"It was good. A little less hectic than usual, which is unusual," I chuckled.
"That's good. Have anything planned out for the weekend?"
"Well," I began, stretching my arms over my head, "Chris is coming to stay with me for a while, so I'll have to pick him up from the airport tomorrow. Then I'm gonna spend the rest of the weekend showing him around the place, help him get a job and settle in," I sighed.
"Always the hard worker, aren't you?" he grinned.
"I have to be. If I don't keep myself occupied, I get anxious and nervous."
Before we knew it, we were all standing at the front entrance of the club. The bouncer, instead of being a big, bulky man that we all assumed it would be, was actually a woman. A vampire. She looked fairly young, with dark blonde hair and blue eyes, and she was dressed in a tight red leather corset with black leather pants and black patent high heels. She eyed each of us up and down before she spoke.
"Well, aren't you all cute?" she said with a smirk.
"Not as cute as you. What's your name?" Shawn asked, and we all looked at him as if he were crazy. 'God. Leave it to Shawn to flirt with the first vampire he meets.'
"Not interested. At all. Let me see your IDs," she said, and I couldn't help but smirk at her response. Each of us showed her our ID and waited for her to look over each of our ages. She stopped at my driver's license and looked up to meet my face. "My my… aren't you a fine piece of foreign beauty," she purred, looking me up and down.
Now, I wasn't sure what to do in a situation like this. I could already tell that she was a vampire, and the last thing I wanted to do was get on a vampire's bad side, let alone upset the first one I met. So I simply smiled and thanked her for the compliment.
"I do hope you come out in one piece, honey. The vampires in there won't be able to take their eyes off of you. I know I won't. Go ahead," she said as she ushered the five of us inside. We all replaced our IDs before letting out a small breath, unaware that we were holding it in the first place.
"That was… kind of odd," Shawn commented.
"Extremely…" I replied as we all took in the sight that stood before us.
To say that the club was pretty cliché was an understatement. The walls were decorated red and black with gothic style pictures and portraits covering the walls. Matching red and black tables, stools and couches were set up all over the place. The music was chaotic and loud. The lights were dim and dreary. Stripper poles were scattered around the room, currently being used by female vampires. It was amazing how the entire room just screamed of blood and sex. The people were probably the most surprising element. Almost everyone who was a human was dressed up in costumes. They wore clothing that no normal person would wear outside in the daylight. Dark and mostly leather clad outfits were all that could be seen. It was as if the humans wanted to create an illusion that they were the actual vampires. It made me question their sanity for a second.
"Well, so much for not attracting attention. We're the only normal looking people in this place!" Shawn exclaimed.
"Please Shawn, just a bit louder. I don't think the vampires in the back heard you clear enough," I said calmly.
"Oh! It's everything I ever thought it was and so much better!"
"Seriously, someone's gonna have to keep tabs on this bitch, cause at this rate, she ain't gonna make it home in one piece. Who's taking responsibility?" Shawn asked, pulling Mariah back before she had time to escape into the crowd.
"I'll keep an eye on her," Amber volunteered. Looking over at her, I couldn't help but smile at the way she was clutching onto her purse. 'I certainly hope she doesn't really believe that the vampires were interested in her purse. That's the last thing that they're going to want from any of us,' I thought to myself.
"And who's going to take the very important task of the designated driver tonight?"
"I'll do it. I mean, it's my van, anyway," I willingly volunteered.
"No, it's okay. You always do it. I'll drive," Matt offered, and I smiled in return. I loved the fact that no matter what the situation was, Matt always had my back
"Great. That's settled. Let's go!" Mariah said as she practically ran into the crowd. Amber grabbed onto her, which led her to grab onto Shawn, which was followed by him pulling Matt. I silently watched as the four of them got lost in the crowd.
'I love my friends,' I thought with a smirk as I made my way to the bar. Looking over the area, I made sure to grab a seat where there wasn't too many people around. The last thing I wanted that night was unwanted attention from a vampire.
The man who was working behind the bar was a Native American looking guy. He had long black hair that hung down the sides of his face. He looked a bit older than my age, but in reality he was probably way older than my age. He looked up when he realized that I had taken a seat, and slowly made his way towards me.
"What can I get you?"
"Can I get a black Russian on the rocks with a shot of tequila, please."
"Easy there. Those are some strong drinks little girl," he warned, but began mixing them nonetheless.
"It's okay. I have a pretty strong stomach for liquor," I replied. He nodded and went to prepare my drink. I watched as his hands moved at an inhumane speed, and my earlier thoughts were confirmed. He was a vampire as well.
"So… what do I call you?" I asked, trying to make conversation. I could feel the many eyes peering into my back, and I tried my best to ignore it. I definitely didn't feel like turning around to face them.
"Longshadow."
"Huh. It's Native American, is it not?"
"It is. I'm surprised that you actually have knowledge about that. Most of the fools who come in here think that it's a stage name," he smirked.
"Well, I had a friend back in school whose last name was Whitehorn, and she was an Alaskan Native American. That's probably the only reason why I know."
"Interesting. So… do you have a name as well?"
"It's Anastasia. But everyone calls me Anna."
"Hmm. Well Anna, you seem to be causing quite the stir here tonight," he commented, motioning behind me with his eyes. I slowly turned around and came face to face with seven different vampires staring me down, male and female alike. It didn't scare me, but it did make me more cautious and alert than I was before. It instantly put me on edge.
"Black Russian and tequila. Enjoy," Longshadow said as he placed the drinks in front of me as I turned back around to face the bar. I chugged the tequila first, savoring the taste and enjoying the warmth that it sent through my body. I sighed afterwards and grabbed my other drink, slowly sipping it through the straw. I bravely turned to look through the crowd for my friends, ignoring the stares that were still being sent my way.
I watched as Matt and Shawn conversed in one corner while they both enjoyed a drink. Amber was sitting next to them, but wasn't paying attention to the conversation at all. She was staring at something else. It didn't take long for me to see what she was looking at. I watched as Mariah danced rather provocatively with two male vampires. So far, it looked rather harmless to me (well, as harmless as grinding on two vampires could look), so I didn't pay much mind to it. I turned back around and made casual conversation with Longshadow, finding him very easy to talk to.
"Damn, that was an easy catch. She was all over us. She was practically begging us to taste her."
"I could tell she was gonna be easy once she walked in. Too bad her friend wasn't as willing."
"Forget that other one. I wanted a taste of that other bitch. She smelled delicious."
"Hey, you still with me?"
I glanced up at Longshadow, who was in the middle wiping a glass while he stared intently at my face.
"Yeah… no. I just remembered something, actually. I have to leave now," I replied as I grabbed my purse that was resting on the counter and swung it over my shoulder, "but it was nice talking to you, yeah?" I nodded and smiled before turning around to seek out my friends. I found the guys and Erin at the bar, exactly where I saw them last.
"Hey guys, can we leave?"
"What? Why? We just got here," Shawn complained.
"I just feel like something bad is going to happen. Can we please go? We can go to some other bar. Preferably one that isn't full of vampires. As a matter of fact, you guys could go. I have to get home anyway."
"Yeah, sure. We can go. Where's Mariah?" Matt asked.
"Over there with those vampires," Amber spat as she pointed to a dark corner of the club. I turned around and watched as Mariah occupied one of the vampires' lap, talking rather intently to them. Without hesitating, I began to make my way over to the trio. I heard Matt and Amber calling her name, but I didn't bother turning around to answer their calls.
"Mariah," I said, making her presence known to the three of them. The two vampires eyed her up and down slowly, and she subconsciously wrapped her leather jacket tighter around her body. "It's time for us to go."
"What? Come on! We just got here," she giggled.
"Yeah, she just got here. She can't leave yet. We haven't even gotten a chance to know her better," one of the vampires grinned. I glanced at him and resisted the urge to roll my eyes before looking back at Mariah.
"Mariah, get your ass up or I'm gonna tell your brother that your down here throwing yourself all over these vampires. And you know he'll haul ass and be down here in a second," she threatened.
"Okay fine! Jesus, do you have to be such a party pooper," she grumbled as she snatched her purse and made her way towards the others. I smirked before walking back towards the rest of the group, not even bothering to look back at the two male vampires.
"Okay, are we all ready?"
"Yeah sure. Whatever. Let's just go," Mariah sneered.
"Seriously, could you cut the bullshit? I mean, how old are you anyway? You could have gotten yourself killed," Amber scolded. Mariah said nothing as she sucked her teeth and walked towards the exit. I rolled my eyes at her childish behavior and began walking out of the bar. Before my feet even made it outside, I was stopped by the bouncer, who placed an arm in front of my path.
"Not so fast," she said as she stepped in front of me.
"Excuse me?" I asked.
"What is it? What's the problem?" Amber asked
"I can't allow you to leave just yet."
"Why not?" both Matt and I asked in unison.
"It seems as though you've been summoned."
"Summoned? By who?" I asked, genuinely confused.
"Well, by Eric, of course," she replied as if it was obvious. Seeing that I still had no idea who she was talking about, she rolled her eyes and gestured to the stage that was in the back of the club. Now that I got a good look at it, I was surprised that I hadn't seen it or noticed it at all before.
She looked over the stage that held a large throne that was accompanied by two smaller seats on each side of it. Sitting on the throne was a man, a vampire to be exact. I watched as he stared at me rather intently, then slowly raise his hand, and beckoning me over with a single motion.
"Ummm… if he calls me over like that, do I have to go?"
"It would be wise," the bouncer answered immediately.
"Well tell him she took a rain check," Matt said before wrapping his arm around my waist and pulling us both out of the bar. When we got far enough, I shrugged his arm off. I was thankful for his help, but I could have handled it by myself.
"Huh. Do you think that was wise? Running out like that? I mean, they might get upset," Shawn asked as we all approached the car.
"Better we make a run for it than have to deal with a vampire," Amber said as I opened my bag and began to fish for my keys.
"Uh, I don't see what's the big deal about vampires. They're people just like us," Mariah commented.
"Okay, maybe that's true, but not all of them will be willing to make friends with us. We're humans. We're their food source. Most of them just want to suck us dry," Amber replied. I wasn't paying much mind to the conversation. I was still busy looking for my keys. I bent down and began carefully placing all the materials in my satchel on the sidewalk. Everyone paused to look at me as they realized that I had emptied out all the contents of my purse on the sidewalk.
"What's wrong?"
"My car keys. I can't… find them…" I said as I searched my pockets as well. I huffed before a thought crossed my mind. "Maybe it fell out on the bar…"
"We have to go back in there?" Amber asked.
"Well I have to get my keys. Unless you guys plan on walking back to Monroe."
"I'll go back with you," Matt volunteered.
"Me too," Mariah said immediately.
"Fine. Whatever. Let's just make this quick, please," I said, already walking back to the entrance. Thankful that the bouncer was no longer guarding the door, the three of us quickly walked back to the bar, where Longshadow was still working.
"Back already?" he smirked as he prepared a drink for another person.
"Yeah… did you see a set of car keys over here. I think I might have dropped them."
"Nope. Nothing over here."
"Are you sure? Because this was the only other place I could have-"
"I've seen them," someone said from behind, and we all turned around to come face to face with the bouncer.
"Really? Where are they?" Mariah asked.
"Up there, with him," she said pointing to the stage again. I looked over and saw the vampire who was on the throne dangling my car keys between his fingers. "I told you it would be wise to go to see him," she shrugged, placing a hand on her hip
I looked back at Matt and Mariah before letting out a sigh. "I have to go and get them."
"Are you crazy?" Matt asked.
"Wait. So I can't hang out with vampires, but you can?"
"Oh my Jesus. Seriously, shut the fuck up!" I shouted over the music, which caused Pam to smirk. Mariah crossed her arms and let out a huff. I didn't say anything else, but instead, began walking towards the stage where the vampire was with my keys. Before I could get there, however, I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned around to face a very worried looking Matt.
"At least make me go with you," Matt offered, but the bouncer intervened immediately.
"He said to leave the human," she said, looking over Matt in what I could only assume was disgust.
"Look. The both of you just go outside and wait for me by the car. I'll be in out in no time." I saw that Matt was prepared to disagree, but I stopped him before he could. "Just trust me."
Matt looked at her for a while before glancing at the stage, sending the vampire a cold stare. I watched as he hesitantly pulled Mariah and himself out of the club. Letting out a sigh, I quickly made my way to the vampire. I walked up the platform and made my way to the throne. When I got there, I stood in front of him, crossing my arms defiantly. I watched as his icy blue eyes traveled down my form, and I took this time to observe him as well. He had blonde hair that reached his shoulders and from what I could tell, he was quite tall. He wore a black leather jacket over a back button down shirt, which was accompanied by black pants. When he was done with his inspecting, his eyes looked up and met mine. I couldn't help but get a bit upset at the small smirk that was on his lips.
"Well, I'm glad that I was able to grab your attention somehow," he spoke first, his voice low, but powerful.
"Give me my car keys," I said, not beating around the bush.
"Well, feisty aren't we?" he smirked. "Please. Have a seat."
"I'm not interested in making conversation with you. I just want to leave."
"Well the longer you wait to do as I say, the longer you'll be here," he said in a very annoying matter-of-factly tone.
I swallowed hard before exhaling trough my nose and slowly taking the seat on his right. I gritted my teeth, willing myself to stay calm.
"Now… Pam tells me that your name is Anastasia Coletti… quite an exotic name if you ask me."
"Well I didn't ask you," I replied. 'Jeez Anna, calm down. You don't want to make him angry,' I scolded myself.
"I'd lose the attitude if you want your keys back," he said, leaning back in his throne seat. I sighed and sat back in my seat.
"Now… the reason why I called you over… is because you seemed to have caused a stir among my patrons tonight."
"What? You want me to apologize? I don't even know why," I replied.
"It's because of your blood. It's extremely intoxicating. In addition to the exotic, foreignness of it, there's also the distinct smell of… purity. It's the most appealing blood to a vampire," he said, looking me over again.
"So what? They're all drawn to me just because I'm foreign and a virgin? I still don't see what that has to do with-"
"There's something else. Something different about your blood. It's different from the other human's blood, but I'm unsure why. I'm quite determined to find out what it is…" he trailed off.
"Umm… ok."
He averted his gaze from me and looked over towards the door. "It would seem that your friend is getting rather anxious," he smirked. I looked over and saw Matt still standing by the entrance, arms crossed and a stern look on his face. "Do you belong to him?"
"I don't belong to anyone," I answered quickly.
"Huh. I guess I'm lucky, seeing as how you seem to be completely available."
"I have no intention in starting any kind of relationship with you, Mister-"
"Eric Northman," he smirked, filling in the blank for me. I shrugged my shoulders, as if to tell him that I really don't care what his name is.
"Well Miss Coletti," he began, standing up, "I seem to have everything I need… for now, of course." he began handing me back my keys, and before I could snatch it from his hand, he tightened his grip on it. "Now now, I know you could be nicer than that."
I sighed, taking it gently from his hand. Not wanting to spend any more time there, I turned away from him and began to head towards the exit.
"I certainly look forward to seeing you again, Anastasia," I heard him say from behind. I turned around to reply.
"Trust me, I have no intention of returning here."
In the blink of an eye, he was right in front of me. My eyes went wide, realizing for the first time just how big he was. He towered over me as he looked down into my eyes. I subconsciously backed up a few feet, but he moved forward so that we were still toe-to-toe
"Trust me, you'll be back before you know it," he retorted,, and evil smile making its way on his lips. I furrowed my brows before backing away and turning towards the exit. I released a breath that I didn't even know I was holding and made my way over to Matt.
"You okay?"
"Yeah. I'm fine," I said, handing him the keys. "Your still driving, right?"
"Yeah," he said as he led me outside. I cast a final glance inside and saw Eric settling back down in his seat, eyes still glued on me. We quickly walked over to my car and I got in the passengers seat while Matt got in the driver's seat.
"What did he want with you?" Shawn asked as we began pulling out the parking lot.
"Not sure. There wasn't really anything significant said between us," I lied.
"You are so lucky. I would kill to be that close to Eric Northman," Mariah sighed, clearly no longer mad at me for my outburst from before.
"Wait… how do you know him?" I asked.
"How do you not know him? Not only is he-"
"Okay, forget it. I don't care. I just want to go home. I have stuff to do in the morning," I sighed.
"You sure you're okay?" Matt asked me quietly.
"I'm fine," I said forcing on a smile.
Now, I wasn't at all scared of vampires. I wasn't scared of anything. What did scare me, however, was the certainty behind his eyes when he said that I would be back. I had absolutely no intention- scratch that, no reason to possibly go back and talk to him. No… he was wrong.
No matter what he said, I am not going back there. Ever.
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