I just can't stop being angry today. I'm angry with Bill for betraying me and lying. I'm angry with Jason for being an all around jackass and making me hurt someone as good as Calvin Norris. I'm mad at Eric for being so damn nice lately and I'm mad at myself for being a big ol' chicken! My frustration level is really off the charts these days. For the last couple of days especially I just seem to be on edge. I've wondered if some of my frustration is coming through the bond but it's so darn hard to separate feelings these days I can't tell. A few times today, I had almost taken a customer's head off. I was so nervous and angry. Where was this coming from? I couldn't wait to get off work and just get home and hide in bed.
Of course, Sookie Stackhouse won't get that quiet night!
I spot Bill wandering our properties from time to time but he hasn't been in Merlotte's since we got back from Rhodes and we haven't talked. I knew he was pretty much healed but little else. Pam called on occasion. Her feet had healed but her pride and sensibilities were reeling from the takeover. Eric had offered to talk and I was running... per my usual reaction. I knew he had plenty going on with the new king and I hated to add to the confusion. Wait, that wasn't true. I'm just scared to face it all and that's that! Perhaps I need to talk to myself a bit about my avoidance "issues".
I don't guess the world has changed but my perspective has changed immensely. Nothing like a few life threatening situations to wake you up a bit. Life was dangerous around the Supes. I can't give it up now though! I'm too far in and someone is bound to discover my talents and come after me again in no time. Having a few Supe protectors might not be the worst thing that has ever happened to me if I could stand their possessive ways. It seems no matter who I aligned with though someone else was going to be angry about it. I can't date humans due to the constant barrage of thoughts from them. I date a vampire and the humans and weres don't like it. I date weres and the vampires don't like it..... that leaves.... well that leaves NOBODY! I had been giving myself this little lecture the entire ride home from Merlotte's. I sighed and sat down on Gran's couch glad to finally be home. Gran's couch. It still didn't really seem like my stuff. The house and the belongings would always be Gran's. I missed Gran. She would probably remind me that pouting about having too many suitors and too many people wanting to take care of me was a pretty terrible thing to pout about. Many would love to be so lucky. I was in the process of improving my mood by imagining Gran's version of the lecture when the doorbell rang. It didn't take a psychic to know a visitor to Sookie Stackhouse's just past dusk wasn't likely to be a human. There was no use ignoring it so I trudged over to the door and looked through the peephole. The door was new and tough. Eric had been thoughtful enough to replace her shattered front door and even aging back door with top of the line models dead bolts and peepholes included. Bill stood there looking out towards the yard. I opened the door.
"Hi Bill, c'mon in." I started before I even had the door completely open. The look on Bill's face when he turned around stopped me cold. "Bill?" I asked cautiously.
He moved past me into the house and quickly shut the door. Did he smell the place? "He here Sookie?" Bill grabbed my arms and looked me in the eyes searching. "Sookie tell me NOW! Tell me the truth"
"Bill I don't know who you mean. Is who here?" I stammered.
Bill searched my face and then let me go. "I was sure he would be here." He stated and began pacing my small foyer.
Bill stopped pacing for a moment and looked at me seriously. "If you know something now is not the time to lie to me." I started to protest that I was not the one known for lying in this room but Bill's serious nature and tone stopped me. I was about to let my temper get the best of me but looking at Bill I realized something was terribly wrong. I started to get a little scared.
"What's going on Bill?" I asked hesitantly.
"Eric is gone." He said matter of factly.
"Gone?" I echoed dumbly.
"Gone." He repeated.
"Well I'm sure with all the latest upheaval he has plenty to get done. He doesn't have to check out with you or me for that matter, before he goes somewhere. What do you mean 'He's gone' anyway? Have you checked with Pam?" I was getting a little nervous considering Bill's look of concern and I didn't have to read his mind to see it was spinning.
"Of course. Pam called me. Eric didn't show up at Fangtasia last night and he hasn't returned her calls."
"Last night! He didn't show up last night and you're just telling me?" I began to get angry. Part of it was fear something was really wrong but anger was easier to feel and release at the moment. "Why wasn't I called last night?" My voice was rising and I just didn't care. Before I could let out another blast at Bill, the doorbell rang again and I heard a familiar voice call out. "I hate to break up a good fight between you two but could someone open the door before I break it down?" It was Pam.
Bill and I still hadn't made it past the foyer so I only had to reach over to open the door and let her in. Pam is one of the few vamps whose invitation I'd never needed to rescind. She'd be so smug if she knew that.
This was a different Pam though. She was ruffled and that did not bode well for circumstances. Pam doesn't get ruffled. Pam loves trouble and loves the fight. If Pam is ruffled..... well, things are pretty bad.
Pam came in and headed straight for the kitchen. Bill and I followed behind her and I intercepted her getting True Blood from the fridge. She looked slightly apologetic. "I haven't fed tonight. I rushed here as soon as I woke on the hope that Eric might be here. Sookie, if he wants privacy that's fine. I just need to know my Master is ok." Even in a time of crisis, there are manners. I grabbed two bottles, put them in the microwave, and turned to the two vamps standing in my kitchen looking like xmas wasn't coming this year. "I haven't heard from him at all." I stated. Pam and Bill exchanged the scariest looks I'd ever seen and Pam sat down in a chair like the wind had been knocked out of her.
I was now officially terrified.