Tara POV
This place is so fuckin dark. Damn have they ever heard of light bulbs in this joint? Thank God I'm not blind because I would be fucked out here. I spot Pam, Eric's child as I walk away from my car to the door of this shitty club. If you didn't know Pam's a lesbian and always hits on me. I tell her hello and ask where Eric is and she says drily "Hello and that her master is "indisposed at the time", knowing who I was looking for. Indisposed my ass. She lets me in anyway. The club is crawling with vampires and low life fangbangers. The desperation and pathetic nature of these women and sometimes men makes me wonder if Eric looks at me like that. That's probably why he cheats I think pitifully to myself.
The first place I look is in his office and it comes up empty. Suddenly a loud shriek comes from the vent. He has that bitch in the basement. I run to the basement, anger, hurt, and hate filling me to the brim. And there they were. Eric pounding into that nasty Estonian hoe. She was screaming for more and he delivered. It was in that moment that I understood how someone could snap and commit a crime of passion. And that's what I did. I picked a rusty old fire poker and tried to land a stab at Eric but he vamped around me snatching the poker out of my hand.
I slapped, kicked, punched, and screamed at him. I screamed "I hate you and how could you do this to me?" and "What did she have that I didn't?" Not one word came out of his mouth. Silence was worse than fighting. When Eric was being silence that meant he didn't care about me and that is exactly what I wanted. Walking away to the steps I tell him my farewell Eric stay the hell away from me I hate you and I rescind your invitation to my home. Have a nice life with that bitch.
Climbing up those steps was like climbing Mt. Everest. The pull of my broken heart was unbearable but I refused to cry in this vampire bar over this selfish bastard of a vampire. It's time to start over. And the best way is to do it with someone else.
Eric POV
Another night in the basement. My newly hired toy Yvetta is proving to be a thrilling and submissive lay as I thought she would be. Pounding into her supple and toned flesh brings out the animal in me. I've been here for six hours and Yvetta is begging for more and I do not intend on failing her. Although I am currently bonded to Tara, a little variety was needed to keep the flames in this bonding alive.
The footsteps coming down here better not be Pam. Yes I know she's my child and yes I'm fucking her pet but she will know her place. But the legs that step down are cocoa brown and that voice gives everything away. It's Tara.
She picks up the fire poker and screamed "I hate you!" Tara slapping me across the face as hard as she could this would have stung the face of the average human but not me.
Tara's eyes went wild with hatred as she screamed "How could you do this to me and what did she have that I didn't?" She snatched away from me and made her way to the stairs and told me to stay the hell away from her, she hated me, and that my invitation to her house was rescinded.
I said nothing the entire time of the one-sided fight. But nothing will keep me from my bonded. I told her that I would never let her go and I won't even if it means I have to glamour this fucked up night away or in the extreme circumstance I would turn her, make her my child of the night. So much for fucking variety tonight
