CHAPTER ONE
SPOV
I was sitting in my car in front of a Vampire Bar in Louisiana, Shreveport. I needed a job and this was my last resort. My last job interviews went well but no one dared to hire me after they learned about my reputation. The people in Bon Temps think I'm crazy and I don't blame them. It's my disability…my curse. Since my reputation isn't so well known in Shreveport I had to do it. It would cost a lot time to come here but I was Desperate (with a capital "D"). I would just have to work on it somehow…if I even get hired. Yesterday there was an opening for a waitress in a Vampire Bar called Fangtasia in the newspaper. I was curious since I haven't met a vampire my whole life.
I took a breath and said "Okay Sookie. Just relax. You can do this." I looked down at myself to check how I looked. I wore my black slacks and a small white blouse. I let my hair loose and I wore light make-up. I got out of the car and knocked on the door. "Fangtasia" The name of the place was spelled out in jazzy red neon above the door, and the facade was painted steel gray, a red door providing color contrast. I knocked on the door again. A beautiful pale blue-eyed woman with long straight light blond hair opened the door. A vampire. I thought to myself. I plastered my smile instantly. She looked at me with interest and gave me the once-over. She licked her lips and I said "Hello, I'm Sookie Stackhouse. I'm here to apply for the job opening for a waitress." I said.
She lifted her eyebrow and her face looked completely bored. "Come in. I'm Pam." Her fangs were out. She stepped aside and I walked in. When I walked pass her she whispered "Yum."
I was nervous as hell. The bar was empty and someone was cleaning it up for later. The interior colors were red, black and grey. It looked like a normal bar but with stages and poles. The stage had a throne on it. I wonder who sits there.
"Wait here." She said and walked towards the door in the left side of the stage. She came back and said "He will see you now."
I nodded and my smile crept back in. I walked towards the door and knocked. I heard a man say "Come in." I opened the door slowly to see it was just an office. There was another vampire in the office. He was a real knock out. He had shoulder length blond hair the same color as mine and he also had blue eyes like mine. But more intense and deep. And that was the only thing you can compare between us. He had broad shoulders and he was wearing a red Fangtasia t-shirt. He was gorgeous. Gorgeous but scary vamp was busy reading his papers and said "Sit." without even looking at me.
as I took a chair in front of the desk and put my hands neatly on my lap. I waited for a moment until he put down the papers to look at me. His blue eyes widened a little. He stared at me with great interest for a long moment. I cleared my throat and he immediately came back down to earth.
"What is your name?" He asked. He had an accent but I couldn't place it anywhere.
"Sookie. Sookie Stackhouse, sir."
"My name is Eric Northman." He smiled broadly showing his fangs. "You are here to apply for a job. Yes?"
"Yes, I am." I handed him my resume.
"As a dancer?" There was hint of leer in his tone and he was still smiling.
"No, as a waitress." I smiled.
"Very well then." He asked in an all business-like tone. He read my resume and asked "You used to work in Merlotte's. Why did you quit?"
"I quit because I couldn't handle the stress due to my recent loss."
My grandmother, Adele Stackhouse recently died due to cancer. My brother and I couldn't afford that much. After losing her, the stress has taken its toll. I can't sleep now a days and it adds more stress. I keep making mistakes at work by giving them the wrong meal or messing up their order. I was overwhelmed by it all. Physically, emotionally and mentally. Sam's business was getting hurt so I quit. Sam was heartbroken and so was I. But what choice did I have? I needed to get away from all those people.
"Your loss?" He leaned forward putting my resume on his desk.
"My grandmother. She died of cancer"
"I offer my sympathies." He said gently. I nodded. "What about your parents?"
I was taken aback by his question but nonetheless I answered. "They died when I was only a child."
"I see." He leaned back in his chair again. "You are hired."
My eyes widened and I smiled. "For real?" My voice was higher than usual and I shook myself. "Thank you so much." I stood up and he did as well. His stood up to his amazing height. He was probably 6'4 or 6'5 feet tall. Woah.
"Come here tomorrow at 9:00. Pam will show you around."
"Alrighty then. Thank you again sir."
"You address me as master here." He was suddenly full of authority.
"Of course…master." I almost rolled my eyes. I did a small awkward bow and turned around.
Before I could even open the door he was in front of me. Eric used his vampire speed. I gasped. He looked me in the eyes and it was like it was on fire. He whispered my name and tucked some of my hair behind my left ear. I stood still. He moved his face closer and inhaled. Okay, too close for my liking. He cupped my face with his right hand and gently brushed my lip with his thumb. He was looking hard into my eyes.
"What are you doing?" I asked bluntly.
He seemed shocked at my question. "What do you mean?" He let go of my face but he put his hand on my shoulder. He looked hard into my eyes again.
"Uhm…nothing." I looked down breaking the eye contact.
He let go and moved aside to let me pass. "You may go." Well, that was weird.
When I got of the office Pam was looking at me. "Congratulations." And she gave me a chilling smile.
"Thank you." I smiled and bolted for the door. Happy as a clam but at the same time terrified.
EPOV
I was busy doing the most terrible task a vampire could ask for. Paperwork. It seems degrading for a 1000 year old vampire to do. Tonight was definitely going to be boring.
While I was arranging the papers, my child Pam came in.
"There's a girl here for you named Sookie Stackhouse. She's applying for a job and she smells delicious." Pam smiled at the thought of her.
I raised an eyebrow. I wasn't in the mood. "Very well. Tell her to come in."
Pam left and after a moment I heard someone knock on the door. "Come in" I said.
I was busy reading when I asked her to sit. She silently did so. I finally put down the papers to finish this interview. I was amazed to see her. She was a beautiful blonde woman who had a lovely body. She wore a white tight blouse that embraced her luscious curves and breasts. And her smell…her smell was addicting. Pam was right. My night seemed to look better. I wished I wasn't busy tonight. I would rather have her on my desk than these papers. She cleared her throat and I focused.
"What is your name?" I asked.
"Sookie. Sookie Stackhouse." She had a Southern accent. How sweet it is…
"My name is Eric Northman. You are here to apply for a job. Yes?"
"Yes, I am." She gave me her resume.
"As a dancer?" You sure have the body for it.
"No, as a waitress." What a pity for me. I would have enjoyed watching her dance.
I continued to interview her. Sookie told me about her loss there was sadness in her eyes. To my disgust, she used to work for a shifter. After the short interview I hired her. It would be a treat to see her almost every night. When she turned to leave I ran in front of her. I tucked some of her soft blond hair and placed it behind her ear. I whispered her name and touched her face. Her lips were soft. I looked into her eyes to glamour her.
"What are you doing?" She asked.
What the fuck? "What do you mean?" I tried looking into her eyes again.
"Uhm…nothing." She broke eye contact. Why doesn't it work on her?
"You may go." I let her pass. I was confused.
I went back to my desk when Pam entered. "Well? What did you think of her?" She asked while laying a hand on her hip.
"I find her…interesting."
"Hmm…yes. She looks delectable."
"She will be mine."
"Eric. You are being unfair." She crossed her arms. I rolled my eyes at her childish ways.
"Pamela, I already gave you the two fang bangers yesterday."
"But she's so…different."
"Yes, she isn't one of those pathetic ones. Did you know my glamour doesn't affect her?"
"Really?" Pam raised an eyebrow.
"Yes, it doesn't work on her. She is something else."
"I agree." She turned around to leave.
"Remember Pam. I intend to make her mine. Hands off."
"I'll try my best master."
"I mean it Pamela."
"Yes, Master."
