Nothing Really Matters
This story is derived from the song by Mr. Probz and it's one of the most beautiful songs I've ever heard. It made me think of the Eric and Sookie that we all once loved. Eric has gone to see Sookie and they've had their talk but it's totally different than the Dead Ever After that most of us want to forget. We're going to see the strong Sookie that once loved Eric so much that she would do anything save him. No matter the costs.
This story is completed and ready to post one right after the other. I'm not sure of how it will be received but I will post on a daily basis. I hope that you all enjoy. And don't worry. I have another chapter of Spellbound almost ready to go. I hope that you all enjoy.
Also, I don't mention Karin the Slaughterer because her appearance makes no sense to me. Anyway, the characters belong to Charlaine Harris but the story that I wished she'd used belongs to me.
Prologue
The talk two weeks after Sookie had used the cluveil dor to save Sam.
I didn't expect to see him. He hasn't returned any of my calls in the past couple of weeks. I'd left notes taped to his car. I'd gone to his home only to have been turned away. I'd done all that I could to get him to contact me and he wouldn't do it but that didn't matter to me. He's here. Nothing else really mattered. I was happy to see him standing in my doorway. He didn't look happy to see me but I know that once I explain myself and my actions, he'll understand. My Eric will understand why I did what I did. My Eric will see that I had no choice.
"Hi," I said. "Won't you come in?" I asked as I stepped out his way.
He came in but didn't come any further than doorway. He just stood there and didn't move. I closed the door behind him and walked over to couch; expecting him to follow me but he didn't. Maybe he wasn't sure if I'd want him to. So once I was seated on the couch, I patted the seat next to me and asked, "Would you like to sit down?"
He shook his head no. "I'd rather stand."
"Okay," I replied silently. Clearing my throat, I said, "I'm glad that you came by. I don't know if you know this but I've been calling you. I've left you messages and notes but I haven't heard from you. Is your phone broken?"
When he looked at me, a chill passed through me. I'd never seen his eyes look as cold as they did. He didn't answer my question and I knew that something was up. "You must come to the bar tomorrow night. We are to be divorced in front of Felipe and Freyda. Two other monarchs will be there as witnesses to what is to take place. If your presence was not requested, I would not be here."
Ouch.
I shook my head and said, "No, we're not getting divorced. It's not over."
A cold hard laugh escaped him. "You are mistaken. I no longer want you, Sookie. It is over. You made your choice when you used the magical jewel on Sam Merlotte. Your humiliation of me will not be accepted. Your denial of being my wife is something that you will no longer have to do. I am setting you free of me and my love. You are expected to be at Fangtasia tomorrow night. No excuses will be accepted. It is over. We are done."
What?
What did he just say?
His voice became even harder and colder. He glared into my eyes as he spoke to me. "I should've turned you when I had the chance. I should've made you mine eternally whether you wanted it or not," he continued. "I never should've given what you wanted an ounce of consideration. I am the superior. I was the ruler of this relationship. I never should've given you a choice. You are nothing but a mere human, a fang banger, a fucking blood bag; or as Pam would say a gash in a dress."
My mouth fell open from surprise. "You would have never done that to me. And what you're saying, you don't mean it. You wouldn't do that to me. You're only saying those things to hurt me. I won't fall for it. I know you."
He then dropped fang on me. "How in the fuck do you know what I would've done? I never would've imagined that my wife would have chosen a shifter over me and my freedom but you did. So, I'm guessing that neither of us really knows the other. Do you not agree?"
I began shaking my head. "I know you, Eric, and you know me. I would never turn my back on you. I always have a plan just like you do. You promised me that you would never lie to me. You said that you may never tell me everything but what you tell me is the truth and that's what you've always done. You would never turn me without my consent." I stood up from the couch and stood in front of him. "You love me just as I love you."
For the first time ever, I saw an obvious look of shock on Eric's face. "You love me?" he spat as he stood toe to toe with me. He began shaking his head as he said, "You've never loved me, Sookie; not the way that you loved Bill. You loved Bill. You loved the vampire that mistreated you and lied to you. He was going to make you a prisoner for Sophie Ann. You learned of this and you still kept him in your life. You risked for your very life for him but for me? I get nothing but fights and distrust when I have given you ALL OF ME! OVER AND OVER AGAIN! I HAVE GIVEN YOU ALL OF ME AND YOU GIVE ME NOTHING!"
I'd never seen Eric so emotional and it scared me but I stood my ground. "I know that and I'm sorry," I said as I touched his arm. "I will make it up to you if you'd just let me."
He stepped away from me and looked at his arm as if my hands were made of silver. "You have destroyed me, Sookie, when all that I've ever wanted was you." A bloody tear fell from his eye. "I've only ever wanted to take care of you and to love you. You acted as if I had a hidden agenda. I loved you more than I loved me or my child. You never loved me," he repeated. It was as if he had to make himself believe it.
I reached for him again.
And again, he stepped away from me.
"Eric," I began. "That's not true. Don't say that because …"
He never let me finish because he walked away. He turned his back to me and said, "Be at Fangtasia tomorrow night at 8:00. Sam has fixed your schedule so that you can be there at the appropriate time. Don't be late." And with that being said, he was gone.