"Are you okay?" Sookie asks as if she really cares and I almost believe she does.
"Yeah, just a few scratches." I say, mentally trying to erase the images from the back of my eyelids.
"You're lucky you didn't get killed!" Bill interjects. His sharp face set in a disapproving manner.
"Whatever, you left me." I let roll off my tongue and look at Eric "With that."
"You don't understand." Bill starts, he looks kinda mad at me, and I hope he isn't. All I need is two pissed off vampires.
"He is my elder. I must do what he says." He looks at me in my eyes but they don't effect me, I guess I'm a freak. He shakes his head. "Whats wrong with her?" He asks Sookie. As If I'm not available to talk.
Sookie looks over quickly. "Shes different." She barely whispers. "I cant read her either." I take one step back "Read me? the fuck I look like? a book?" I furl my brow, these people of Bon Temps are the slightest bit strange.
"No..." Sookie steps forward. "There's something about you.." she touches my arm and quickly lets go as if I burnt her.
"Bill!" She says just quickly and whispers into his ear.
Bill's blue eyes widen. "We must leave this place." His body becomes stiff with urgency.
"Why?" I insist quickly. Not that I want to stay, but I am truly interested in what is so important about me, and why were running away.
"Because of what you are!" He shouts this time. "WHAT IS THAT?" I shout equally as loud. Now definitely all eyes are on us.
"A necromancer." He says quietly, I could barely hear.
"Whats that?" I say, narrowing my eyes.
"You speak to the dead." He touches my shoulder and I see that woman and two children on the porch in my minds eye. I brush off his hand. "We need to go because..."
"Because these are vampires, who kill people!" He whispers in fury, "see how this is a problem?" I look around and Eric's eyes are pressed to my back, he gives me the beckoning finger, I inwardly sigh.
I walk over to him, keeping my eyes on him. I cant really read an emotion off his face, I think to myself something that old and dead must not even bother with emotions.
When I get up to him, my white patten leather shoes click on the steps up to his 'throne' . Once I am this close, he pats his lap. I sit. I look out onto the club and all the angry eyes upon me.
He pulls my shoulders back so I'm leaning against his chest, I feel like a doll in his arms. He folds his arms around me.
"What?" I say, not in a not so friendly tone.
"You will be mine." he whispers on my ear again and licks my neck. The sensation flutters in every inch of my body, my back arching involuntarily. My eyes nervously float to Bill and Sookie.
"I'm no ones" I say, trying to give him the most disgusted look I could muster.
He set his cold hand on my thigh, and I gasp. Goose bumps raise on my skin, I am sure they are visible to him.
".."He says, mouth still against my exposed neck, he plays gently with my jet black locks before he gives me a tiny push off his lap. I stumble back to Sookie and Bill and we go to the car without a word exchanged.
Now that were out in the car the aura between us all is different, at least feel safer and even tho I am not the type to be easily scared, I can say that I wasn't the happiest person in there.
Reflectively I feel like I did something wrong somehow. So I am quiet, Seth is sitting next to me. "I told you..." He keeps on saying but I pretend not to hear him. Keeping my brown eyes ahead of me.
"I am very sorry for yelling at you, Catt." Bill says softly. "As you can tell I am worried about you." Sookie turns around in her seat to look at me. "Don't feel like you did something wrong." "I thought you couldn't read me!" I say, loudly.
"Its written all over your face Catt." She looks down and then back into my eyes. "Eric wont get you."
I rolled my eyes. "I don't care about the leaving dead, I got enough regular dead people all around me." "Yes, but they cant harm you." Bill slides into the conversation again. Tapping his fingers on the steering wheel while he revs the engine and pulls out into traffic.
"Well, what can I do, run back to New York?" I look at his eyes in the rear view mirror.
"Eric will find you. There or anywhere really." Sookie says quietly.
"Is he going to kill me?" I say, finally a tear escapes my eye, as if it all just hit me. "I don't think he wants you dead..." Bill says, "I just think he wants you. There are many old legends about your kind Catt, you could be a very powerful part of his plays."
"I'm not a chess piece," I say, looking down at my hands. " I'm just a person and I'm sure I'm not the only Necromancer."
"You are the only one in Bon Temps." Sookie says. "I could tell you were different."
I just shook my head. Trying to rattle out the ideas. "Can you please just take me to my house, I'll get my car tomorrow?" "That sounds like a solid plan." Bill says, "Ill drop it off even." I nod quietly and hope the ride is almost over.
"Okay."
Before I can finish hoping to be home, I'm at my new home. It looks so different at night.
"Now, Catt, " Bill starts, turning around to look at me, "Don't let anyone know about your powers." Hey, I think, do I look freaking stupid, I've been dealing with this problem way longer then Bon Temps.
But instead of catching an attitude I just nod in agreement, I like Bill and Sookie and I'm not trying to seem bitchy.
"I won't." I say softly. I look back to Sookie. "And I had a good time with you guys besides me acting like a complete dumb ass." Sookie laughs with me and not at me. "We all do rash things, the sooner you accept that the better." The corner of her lips pull into a smile.
"Well have to hang out sometime soon again." She says.
I reach over the car seat to give her a half hug and turn to Bill smiling.
I open my car door and swing my legs out. "Thanks for the ride!" I say and shut the car door. I walk up the patio to my front porch. They're waiting for me to get inside.
I pull my single key out of my bra ( where I keep everything.) and open the door, waving at them that its all good. I hear their car pull away as I shut the door behind me. I lean against the back of the door and look around the house.
I see that my brothers not home. I am alone. He probably is at his girlfriends house, or boyfriends house, he's very bisexual and keeps a practice of dating multiple people. Polyamry he calls it, I just call it being greedy.
My heels click over the tile floor and I grab a brew out of the fridge. I use the corner of the counter as an opener and hit the top of the bottle, the cap comes flying off and I start to drink it down.
The sliding clear doors in the kitchen almost bother me I can see everything out there. I feel like 'it' can see me too. I shake my head and press my palm to my forehead and breathe slowly.
I'm just not used to being out here, in a new place I remind myself.
I walk towards the clear sliding doors, pealing one back and taking one more gulp of my beer before setting it on the counter.
I take the first step outside. I scan the porch and keep pressing forward. Maybe if I could summon Seth I could find that girl and ask her what happened.
I try my best to summon him, it seems as if when I want him to be around he never is. But this time is different he must sense the urgency in my nature.
"Yes?" He says, his outline is misty at first and than a nice opate.
"I need your help." I state plainly. "And why should I help you?" he poses, raising a barely there brow.
"Because you know just as well as I that I hate doing this alone." "Ah,well." He plays with his hands looking down. "Do you ever plan on letting me free?"
"YES." I huff, "as soon as I figure out how to do that. I'm pretty sure my powers are not done developing yet." He looks me in the eyes, his eyes a silver gray, his hair is a mess, he really looks like shit for a dead person.
"I feel like I'm fading." His face falls. "What do you mean?" I say as I start walking forward hoping he'll follow. He floats along side of me.
"I don't know Catt, I feel like my power is wearing down." He shrugs his shoulders. "It doesn't feel so good either, I keep forgetting things, losing things. Like how I died."
I wince my eyes, I hate when he talks about that. Little does he know I'm the reason he isn't breathing anymore. We come to a clearing, walking into the forest. The sticks and leaves crumpling underneath my feet.
"Do you think were getting closer..?" I ask Seth, he's more in tune with the wandering spirits then I am because he is on their plane.
"Yes, she should be appearing anytime..."
I heard crying, sad sobs of disbelief. I start running towards the sound, trees and greenery passing my side vision, I dive deeper into the forest and finally I see her.
A young girl sitting up against a tree, arms hugging her knees.
I approach slowly I don't know how shes going to react.
"Hello.." I say to start. Her blurry eyes are now on me. She doesn't have any anger written on her face, just sadness.
She is pretty solid looking, I cant even see the details of her paisley shirt. She has to be about twenty, maybe twenty-one.
I kneel down beside her. "It's okay, you can talk to me. I can see you plain as day."
She looks over at me and then to Seth. "What do you want!" She demands, shaking her head. "What are you?"
"I don't really know what I am." Which is the truth, I know what I'm called, I don't necessarily know what it means.
"But, I want to help you out." Sometimes I feel like I have more sympathy for the dead.
"Who did this to you?" She looks into my eyes and shrugs. "I know who his name. Or anything about what happened, all I know is I woke up looking at...my dead body."
I nod, "So, at least you know you're dead." I sigh it's hard to say aloud. " A lot of people don't know. "
"I don't know why this happened..." She starts sobbing again. "Can you remember what he looks like?" She shakes her head. "I can't seem to remember anything right now." "Okay." I bit my lip thinking about how to phrase my next question.
"Do you know where your...body is?" I squint, okay maybe not that smooth on my part. "Because if we find it, we can call the police and they can out who did this...?"
She looks at me like I said something unreal. "You could really do that?" Her tears slowly coming to a stop. She nods.
"Yea, I could, and maybe I could help you cross over, I cant make any promises." I stood up, brushing the dirt off my knees. "But we need to find you."
"Whats your name?" "Janella Moore." She stood up too, she was a little shorter than me. "Can you show me where you are now?" I press her a little bit with my voice "The sooner the better." She starts moving forward, and start to follow her.
Following a ghost is a little bit difficult. They weave, they waver, they float about not needing to walk. "Do you really think this is a good idea?" Seth finally manages to say something, he is in tow behind me.
"Yes, I do Seth. What else am I supposed to do? There's a reason for everything." Seth shakes his head slowly, his visibility is getting more faded. "I just feel like you could be getting into something that is so much bigger then you can handle." Keeping my eyes on Janella I smile to myself. "After all this time you don't think I can handle murder?"
"I'm not saying that Catt I just don't want to see you get hurt while I stand by doing nothing." "My life is your problem, so stop trying to stop me. I do what I want. You know this-"
Ughhhhh, is I could remember. The smell. I couldn't help but gag. "Right here.." Janella stops dead pointing towards a crumpled body, her arms and legs all twisted unnaturally. Her clothes missing.
I can help but cry at this horrible scene, whoever did this will pay for it. I promised that to myself. "Okay Janella. I'm going to go back to my house and call the cops." She nods in agreement and with that I take off in a run sloppily in my heels back to the house, trying to get there as fast I could.
The forest passes within a few minutes and I am back in my back yard, I run up the back steps and slam the door shut behind me, locking it.
"Hello 911. State your emergency." the operator speaks in monotone.
"Uhm, yes. I found a body about 100 yards from my home. I was just..."
"Stand by the athorthies will be there soon." I nod as if he can see me and hang up. I start to shake, maybe I shouldn't have called.
As if a moment passed I heard three hard knocks on the door.
I walk over to it and see middle aged man, a little on the heavy side, I'm sure that its from drinking. "Detective Belfoure, we received a call about a body in your back yard."
"Not in my back yard, but in the woods behind it I correct him." "Well, can you show me and the cornier Miss and well take your statement."
By the time were down its almost 4 AM. They leave me alone saying if they had questions they would call me in. I give them my cell number and lock them out of the house. I am so tired. I can't believe all the things that could happen in one night. Maybe there is a reason besides my fear that made me come to Bon Temps. Maybe there is some good I can do here.
I walk into the living room. I sit on the couch and begin to relax.
And maybe that horrible Eric vampire will forget I ever existed. He probably has more snacks lined up and if I have any kid of luck he didn't hear any thing about me being a necromancer. 'Whatever that means' I inwardly think as I finish off my last Coors Light. I set the bottle on the table and take of my muddy heels. I stand up and I walk into the bathroom.
I take off my clothes after turning on the shower. I need to wash this whole night off of me, I muse.
Looking at myself in the mirror I check for any marks of bruises. Its something I always do, I see a big bruise on my back, from him I'm sure. I shake it off before I walk towards the shower and hop into it. Before I can realize my eyes start to shut now and again.
The hot water feels amazing against my tired body, I scrubs my limbs and put my face directly under the water, now attempting to wash the thoughts away. I am feeling very worn out from all the traveling and drinking and running around in the forest. I turn off the water, and open the shower door and wrap the towel around myself.
After being done, I go to my room and shut the door. Lock it. And I lay on my bed in my towel, and before I know it I am drifting.
I am having the most beautiful dream, about laying on the beach with a martini. The smell of the salt water sea, the sun beating on my tan skin. I am loving it, the waiter offers me another and I eat the olive off the toothpick. It tastes and feels so real.
Suddenly wake up to a tapping at the window. Before I open my eyes I take in a deep breathe. Its him, its Eric right there, watching me sleep for who knows how long, I pretend not to see him, years with dead people has trained me in the ignoring department. I look over to the clock, its 4:36 and he knocks again.
"OPEN THE WINDOW." he yells, hands pressed against the window. I almost jump off the bed before I make sure I'm covered enough and reach over to pull the window up. "How are you Miss Necromancer?" I hate that word already. Makes me feel, darker more powerful yet more lost.
"Sleeping, or trying to." I say, snippy.
"Invite me in." He says his big round arctic eyes locking into mine, trying to glamour me. I already know. "That doesn't work, but you may come in, if I don't let you, you're just going to watch me sleep for the rest of my lifetime." I say and before I finish he is already spread across the bed with me. I inch away slowly.
"You smell delicious." he says breathing me in again.
"Yes, I know. You said this." I start. " It must be my conditioner." I am unbelievably kind to this corpse.
"No..." he crawls over on the bed some more "its your blood, its virgin blood."
"Excuse me?" I say, knowing I am NOT a virgin.
"You've never been bitten my Dear." He whispers and pulls me towards him, I am too busy keeping my towel on to fight it.
I am in his arms now. I start shivering as I try to keep my neck completely covered. His lips are on my upper arm as he talks to me "You are just too...good." He purrs.
"Didn't your mother tell you, not to play with your food!" I shout, hoping Angelo could hear and before I knew it, he was onto of me, hand over my mouth, lips now on my neck.
I look up with slit eyes, being raised on the streets has taught me to turn fear into anger.
He pressed his hips slowly into mine. I could feel my back arch again, I don't know why he had this effect on my. "You like this, don't you?" He pressed harder. I could feel my breath catch in my chest. 'What the fuck?' I yelled at myself inside of my head. He slowly reaches down and pulls the towel to uncover one of my breast before licking a couple circles around my nipple. He looked up at me, smiling, his teeth just as normal as ever.
I thought that was weird since I heard vampires fangs came out when they were turned on, he presses into me again and reaching his lips up to mine, taking my hands and holding them over my head. At first I didn't kiss back but before I knew it I couldn't help myself, my tongue running against his bottom lip, his mouth is so soft and supple...
BEEP!BEEP!BEEP!
I crack my eyes open and sigh. It was all a dream. Rubbing my eyes, I turn off the alarm on my cellphone. Today I plan on getting up and going to Sam Merlotte to ask for a job. Maybe he won't give me one but if Sookie was working a double there's a good chance their down on waitresses. I sit up in my bed and my head swerves, all the alcohol from yesterday I am finally paying for. I stand up and walk over to my suitcase and find a pair of black shorts and a button down white shirt. I was always taught if you want a job, go there dress and ready for it. I put on the essentials and then my clothes, pulling and tugging so they look right. Leaning closer to the mirror I apply a light line of eyeliner, my mouth flops open like usual. KNOCKKNOCKKNOCK I stab myself in the eye with the liner. 'Dang, I'm popular.' I think to myself before shouting " Ow, Come in!" The door swings open and its Sookie Stackhouse.
"Hey, I came to make sure you were better today." She says smiling at me. "But it looks like you're fine. Where you heading?"
I look over to her and motion for her to sit on the bed. "I'm going to Sam to ask him for a job." "OH!" She almost shouts. "That would be awesome if you could work there." Calming herself. "He'll probably give you the job." I look back towards the mirror and pull my long black hair up into a pony tail. "You think?" "Yea, you're friendly and you're new to town." "So thats...good?" I look in disbelief. "Well either way, I'm ready I just need to brush my teeth." "Okay, I'll get going then..." She starts to leave and I grab her arm. "Do you want to come with me?" She nods, "I really have nothing better to do, Tara is at the diner and Bill...well Bills not awake right now." I walk into my personal bathroom and let the water run warm, applying some toothpaste to the brush. I start brushing and in about a minute I'm done and I wipe my face with a hand towel.
I walk back into my room and grab my purse. I motion for Sookie to follow as I leave the room, turning off all the random electronics my brother left on before work. We walk out and I ask her where Bill put my car keys after he dropped off my car. I find them and we hop in my car.
I grab a smoke and light it.
"Sorry..." I say rolling down the sun roof too. " I know you don't smoke but I'm trying to quit. " I halk smile and blow smoke out my window, turning the engine over and revving it. "It's alright, as long as you're really trying to quit." Shes honest with this, I can almost see her as serious. I nod and flip on the radio and throw in my favortive reaggeton CD. I cant help the music, its my heritage. The bass turns up and I throw my car into reverse, peeling out of the driveway and then into first to drive away. Sookie doesn't seem to shook by my driving for which I am happy.
We make it Merlottes in one piece. I slowly pull into the parking lot and we get out and go in. Once inside I walk up to the bar, a colored girl is tending bar at this time which is more like making sure theyre stocked for tonight. Her back is turned and all I can see is moutians of braided hair.
I lean on the counter. " Excuse me?" She turns around to see me and Sookie. She is very beautiful, I can see her in eyes that she has seen a lot in her life time. "Hi, can I help you?" She says with a funny tone. She manages tho to smile at Sookie.
"Yes, is Sam around?"
She looks back at me. "Yes hes in his office, in the back, would you like for me to call for him?" She seems nicer now and maybe it's because of Sookie or maybe I just read her wrong. "Can I just go talk to him back there or will he be offfended?" "Oh no, just go past the kitchen window and its the last door on the right." I smile and extend my hand, waiting for hers. "The name is Catt." She gives me her hand. "Tara." "It's very nice to meet you, I am new to the town so it's nice to see that there's friendly people in the world. " She looks me over. "Well not everyone is as nice as us. Like my cusion." She laughs out loud "He really has claws sometimes, but hes more bark than bite. But anyways he should be back there." I nod and turn on my heel and walk past the kitchen window and down the long hall, coming to a hard wood door. I knock lightly and wait.
The door opens and Sam Merlotte and he smells so good! He must have some good conlonge on. His plaid button down shirt fits him nicely and his warm blue eyes are big and round like a pond. "Hello, remember me?" I put my best smile on. "My names Catt, I was here-"
"Oh yeah I remember you." He motions for me to enter his office, so I do.
"How can I help you?" I take a seat in the chair closet to me and I look up into his eyes. They are very soothing. "Yes I was wondering if you had any openings, I have expereince in waitressing."
He rasies his brows at me and scratches his scuffy chin. I've decided he's cute in a uncut and wild sort of way.
"Well, I don't see why not, I could really use some extra help around the place." I jump up, I can't help but hug him. "Thank you and I promise to work as hard as I can. I wont think I'm special or anything since my brother works her."
He returns the hug, mostly I think because I'm forcing him to and then lets go of me. "Welcome to the family then. When can you start?"