Hey guys! This is my first fan-fiction that I'm releasing into the world! Isibéal is an old irish name, so that should give you some incite into her character.
Chapter 1
The humidity of Louisiana was killing me, not literally though seeing as I am already dead.
I ran a hand through my brown hair and knocked on my old friends door; Bill Compton.
He was at the door within a few moments.
"Iz." He had said.
"Hello, Bill. What's going on?" I asked, eyeing his stance, the way he was almost blocking me from entering. I gently pushed passed him.
"Isibéal." He protested. I hissed and he willingly let me in, he shut the door and sighed. "What do you want?"
"Oh nothing…just a night out with my friend, if it's too much to ask." I said.
He had rolled his eyes. "I'm kind of busy at the moment."
I looked around the house, it had been in his family since he was human. The paint, which was a dark grey and white, was chipping and the entire place smelt of must. It was kind of stuffy. I walked through the door way into his living room. I sat down on the couch and kicked my feet up onto the coffee table.
"Since when are you too busy for me?" I asked.
"Since I got a life." He growled.
I laughed, this was comical. "Since we told humans about us? I mean, what social life can you have if you can only go out at night? Not much of one."
"Well, I do." He sighed.
"Bill, you look troubled. Come on, please tell me what's wrong?" I had suddenly changed my tone of voice to a kinder, sincere voice.
"I don't have time."
I got up within seconds and was glowering at him from 5'11". "Listen you, you're not even dressed properly to go out. I can tell that you are lying." I reached out for his hand and he only slightly pulled it back but he still let me take it.
"Fine." He finally gave in.
I led him to the couch and sat him down. "Tell me, what has happened?"
And he told me all that had happened to him in the past few months. His human, girlfriend: Sookie had left him multiple times. Bill had had troubles with his maker. Eric Northman, sexy as he was, had used Bill and Sookie. To say the least, maybe he had even fallen in love with Sookie. A maenad had ruined the small town of Bon Temp. Bill had been blamed for a series of murders when he had first moved back.
"Oh, Bill. I'm sorry." I hugged him tightly and he returned the hug, his arms tight around my slender body.
"Thank you… for listenin', Isibéal." He whispered in my ear.
"You're welcome, Bill." I smiled, letting go. "Come on, I'll buy you a blood. Lead me to a bar."