A/N: The first 3 chapters of this story, I'll post back to back, once a day. But...after that, I promise to post weekly! Hehehe! Just to get the ball rolling ;p Unless the reviews tells me otherwise...I just might make the exception, lol!
I do not claim the rights to any of the characters from the Southern Vampire Mysteries or True Blood. Read, review, && enjoy! ^_^
Sam closed the bar after the lunch crowd had left so that we could finish decorating for the New Years Eve party.
"The fog machine and laser lights should be here around five, so make sure you're around when the delivery guy comes, okay Sam?"
"Alright. Now go home." he said, shaking his head as he wiped down the bar.
I bit my lip. "You are going to dress up tonight right?" I asked.
"Do I have to?" he asked, glancing up.
I rolled my eyes, "Oh come on, everyone else is going to. You can't be the odd man out."
"I'll think about it."
I knew he wasn't going to, so I didn't push the issue.
I think….or hoped he would at least participate this one time.
"Fine. I'll see you around eight thirty-ish."
"Whoa, hold on, the party starts at seven." he told me, walking around the bar. "You can't be late to your own party. You are the host, remember?"
I grinned. "I have to make a short stop in Shreveport." I told him, walking out of Merlotte's, waving.
I went home and got ready. I wore a black fitted rose lace boat neck short sleeve top with a red spaghetti strap underneath, a leather mini skirt, and a full black rose lace garter belt with matching boy shorts underwear and thigh high stockings, and black knee high leather boots.
I wore my hair down with side swept bangs and big waves. I wore my makeup fairy like with intricate swirls of glitter and thick black eyeliner and false eye lashes.
When I was done, I took a real good look in the mirror knowing this was the perfect disguise. I may not have had a masquerade mask on but this was pretty close enough. I know my old self would never wear such provocative choice of clothing. The mini skirt was short enough, that if I bent over slightly, you could see my ass.
Yup…I thought to myself as I did a double check of my rear end. The nicer side of ass cleavage.
I checked the time, it was a little past seven.
Better hurry if you want to make it to your own party. I thought to myself as I dabbed on the scent altering perfume. That should do it…hopefully.
I grabbed the black hooded cloak from the back of the arm chair, wrapping it around my shoulders.
Time to make my dramatic entrance. I thought to myself as I got in the car.
I picked up Jessica at her house just like we planned.
"You mind if we make a short stop before going to Merlotte's?" I asked as soon as she got in the car.
She was wearing a black and blue corset top, a black layered skirt, striped black and blue knee high stockings, and pumps. She looked gorgeous with her blue glitter eye shadow and black eyeliner.
"What are you up to?" she smirked.
"Nothing too extreme." I turned to her and winked.
"I'm not sure if you can even get in the club without your I'd." she said as soon as we pulled up.
"Oh don't worry, I got that part covered." I told her, pulling the hood over my head. "You don't have to come in if you don't want to."
She laughed. "What? And miss the show? I don't think so." she said, getting out of the car.
I took a deep breath before I got out of the car, locking the doors behind me, and quickly caught up with Jessica.
"Is Eric here?" she asked the Asian vampire at the door.
"Is he expecting you?"
She rolled her eyes. "I'm not here for him. I was just wondering if he was here." she glanced back to me. "Oh and she's with me.
"Well, he is." he looked her over. "What are you wearing? Did you forget tonight's New Years Eve, not Halloween?"
"Fuck you!" she told him, walking past him and into the club.
I watched the Asian vampire watching me. After a second, he stepped aside, letting me pass.
I walked in, catching up with Jessica.
Does she know that she's a vampire, thus walking at a much faster speed than us humans?
"Well, you have his attention." she whispered. "In fact, I think you have everyone's attention in this club."
From beneath the hood, I could see almost every eye on me, I could feel it, including the Viking himself.
Pam was to his left, as usual, fangs extended. She was either horny or in one hell of a bad mood.
I handed Jessica my small purse and walked up to the DJ booth. I leaned in close.
"Play this for me, will you?" I whispered, handing him my iPod.
Then I walked through the crowd, making my way toward the stage as the DJ began playing 'Darling Nikki' by Prince.
Eric put his finger up when Pam took a step forward. He mouthed something to her without taking his eyes off of me.
Since I don't speak vampire, I'm guessing he told her, 'Wait.'
I walked up the stairs to the platform with a pole in the middle that now sat right in front of Eric and handed the dancer a hundred. She shrugged as she left me up there by myself.
I don't remember this being here last time…
I turned around with my back facing Eric and slipped the hood down my hair. I glanced over to Jessica who was sitting on a stool, grinning from ear to ear. I winked at her before untying the cloak, letting it slip down my body.
As the first verse played, I began swaying my hips as my hands caressed them, rocking side to side with the beat. I turned around, kicked the cloak out of the way, gripped the pole and began grinding to the beat. I made my way around the pole so that I was directly across from Eric and paused, keeping eye contact with him.
The look on his face was priceless.
I continued swaying my hips to the music, caressing my breasts with both hands, sliding down the middle of my stomach and pulled up my top to reveal some skin. With my right hand, I tugged at the band of my skirt with my thumb while my left hand made its way down to the front of my skirt, and slipped my fingers between my legs to caress my crotch, flashing Pam and Eric my lace boy shorts.
I bit my lip as I dipped my hips and swayed to the music, throwing my head back as I released a fake moan. I flipped my hair off to one side as I dipped and swayed my hips, opening my legs, slowly caressing my inner thighs, giving them quite a view.
You can look, but don't you touch.
Then I stood up straight and strutted to the other side of the platform and gripped the pole as I began grinding hard against it. I moaned louder and louder as if I was masturbating with the pole itself all the while I kept my eyes locked with Eric's.
I strutted my way back around so that I was standing right in front of Eric who was now literally at the edge of his seat. I knew by the way his fangs were fully extended that he wanted me.
Too bad he doesn't know its me…asshole.
I dipped and swayed as I tugged at the hem of my mini skirt, flashing them every now and again as I caressed myself.
As Prince sang, 'I woke up the next morning, Nikki wasn't there. I looked all over and all I found was a phone number on the stairs…' I swayed and dipped, caressing my thighs one last time as I bit my bottom lip. Then I stopped suddenly and turned around, bent down to grab my cloak, and began walking down the stairs.
As I walked away from the stage, runway model style, the crowd opened up, letting me through. I spotted Jessica who was now standing on her feet.
"That was amazing!" she laughed as she glanced back at Eric.
"Can you get my iPod for me? Please." I whispered to her as I walked pass, not wanting to stop.
Keep going, don't stop.
"What about-?" she asked, catching up with me.
"I'm done here." I told her without glancing behind me. I threw the cloak over my shoulders and pulled up the hood as I walked out of the club.
Fuck with me, I'll fuck with you.
Jessica kept talking the whole ride to Merlotte's. I was actually glad when we pulled into the parking lot.
"Alright, don't tell anyone where we just came from."
Seriously, I wasn't sure exactly how this was payback. But it made sense in my head at the time. I mean this was the ultimate tease, I get to make him hot and bothered and then blow him off entirely. So quick in fact, he don't know what hit him.
And since he hasn't seen me yet, he doesn't know that I was the one fucking with his head as well as his dick.
"Is this a secret?"
"Sort of. I mean I don't want things between Sookie and I to get all weird because of what I just did to her boyfriend."
She laughed. "Oh no, Sookie and Eric aren't together." she shook her head. "She's still hung up on Bill and well obviously Eric feels more for you than he lets off." she watched my expression. "See? You feel it too!" she turned her body fully to me. "What happened between the two of you that you aren't telling me?"
The moment I met Jessica, we clicked. But I didn't feel the need to tell her my life story and all the unnecessary drama that came along with it. Its not something you do when making new friends. No one wants to be friends with someone who has baggage.
And I come with a lot of baggage.
"Nothing happened between me and the vampire. Lets save this for another time alright?" I told her as I got out of the car. "But tonight…its party time."
When I walked into Merlotte's, I almost didn't recognize it. For one, it was pretty crowded, more crowded than usual. The bar itself reminded me of the nightclubs in Vegas, just smaller, with laser lights and fog. And the music that played wasn't coming from Sam's outdated playlist but rather a mix that Lafayette help create that blasted through the DJ booth speakers.
Yes, I went all out for this one night.
With everyone dressed up in just about everything, I hardly recognized anyone.
"Hey! You finally made it!" Sookie shouted over the music with a huge smile on her face.
I could tell that she was actually enjoying herself. And by the scent of vodka on her breath, she was only beginning.
She wore a skin tight red dress, dark eye shadow, and red lipstick.
"Yeah, we had to make a short stop." I grinned, "You look beautiful, by the way."
And that's the truth.
"Oh thank you! You look amazing with that makeup. How'd you do that anyway? I always wish I knew how to-"
"You Tube." I replied, looking around for an escape route.
"Hey Sook, who's working tonight?" Jessica asked, saving me from a conversation I didn't want to start, let alone finish.
I didn't mind her, she was a pretty down to earth girl. But she has this way of doing a three sixty on the conversation.
That's how you can tell Sookie and Jason are related.
"Um, I'm not sure. Why, you need a bottle of True Blood?"
"I'll let you both catch up."
I spotted Sam behind the bar and quickly ducked out and through the crowd, making my way over.
"So…?"
He was wearing jeans and a plaid shirt just like always.
"Sorry Isabelle, I couldn't get myself to use makeup."
I laughed, "Its fine."
"But this place is packed. I haven't seen it this packed…ever." he said, sounding astounded.
"I don't even want to know how much you made in cover charges alone."
He smiled, "And hiring waiters was the icing. I'm sure everyone will love you for that."
I took a glance at the crowd, "And when you say everyone, you're talking about Jessica, Arlene, Sookie, and me?"
He shook his head and smiled, "You four is all I need."
"You're lucky I actually like you." I sighed, "Well, have fun and don't work too hard!"
I made my way through the crowd, dancing with just about everyone.
As the midnight hour approached, I spotted Jason in the corner of the bar with another blonde.
Oh boy…he wastes no time. I smiled to myself.
I liked Jason, I liked the kind of guy he was. Yeah, sure, he loved sex just about as much as any man…okay, maybe more than the normal guy. But there was something more to him than just a guy with a bottomless sexual appetite. He had humor without even knowing it.
And by the looks of things, he definitely don't discriminate against women.
Personally, he was attractive, I'll give him that. But I wouldn't date him (girl code aside). I think its best if we remained friends.
"Hey, midnight is in two minutes. Go on stage and start the count down." Arlene shouted toward me as she made her way over.
"No, no, have Lafayette…"
"Isabelle! Its your party!" she shouted louder, grabbing my arm and dragging me toward the DJ booth.
Oh my lord.
"Hey…" the DJ grinned down at me when we approached.
"Hey back." I said right before my eyes wondered over the crowd and found Lafayette swaying with the music. "I'll be right back."
"You have one minute!" Arlene announced.
I ran over to Lafayette, "Hey, count down with me!" I whispered in his ear.
"Sure thing love." he gripped my waist when I turned around and walked with me back on stage.
We waited, watching the clock and when it was down to the last minute, the DJ cut the music, announcing the countdown to the new year.
"Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five…" we all shouted, majority were drunk off their asses already. "…four, three, two, one!"
"Happy New Year!" everyone cheered as the confetti cannon fired.
The love we all felt in the room was crazy. Maybe it was the liquor or maybe it was the fact that everyone in this room made it through another year in this town, either way…we all brought in the new year together.
And at least I made it through this year alive. I thought lightly to myself as I gave everyone closest to me hugs.
But when I got to Lafayette, I received a memory of his as well.
The room I was in was dark, damp, and cold as ice. The smell was unbearable as well. It literally smelled like rotting flesh.
I took a look around and realized I wasn't alone. I was scared shitless, but I wasn't here alone. A white man was here with me. And I remember seeing him somewhere.
Merlotte's.
Suddenly from the corner of my eye was a dim light shining down the stairs. I knew someone was coming. Clearly someone I didn't want to be down here with.
My heart was racing as I backed up into the darkest corner. And that's when I realized I was chained to the floor.
Oh fuck!
As I glanced back, a tall, slim figure stood at the bottom of the steps and spoke. But the words that came out of his mouth were muffled. I couldn't make out a word he was saying.
Then the man that was down here with me muffled something back which only pissed off the tall figure.
I knew deep down he was a goner. The fear I had was indescribable.
And then before I took another shallow breath, the tall figure grabbed the man and tore him up right before my eyes. The scent of his salty blood splashed onto the cold concrete. The sound of flesh being ripped like a used rag. And the growling the monster before me made was enough to leave me frozen with fear.
Afterward, he tossed something over to me right before shoving his bloody face in mine.
Oh my god!
I flinched as I backed away from Lafayette as if he had just burned my skin.
"You okay?" he asked, stepping forward to grab my arm.
Instinctively I backed away and nodded. "Yeah, I just need another drink."
He grinned, "Oh okay.." he replied as he began grooving to the music.
I turned around and walked as fast as I could to the bar.
At this point, I hate coming into contact with anyone. I don't know how to control that power and at times, its very inappropriate. I would've been much happier not knowing certain secrets these people around me prefer keeping to themselves.
"Hey…you alright?" Sam asked, handing me a shot.
"Yeah, I'm fine." I smiled back at him. "Dance with me."
"I don't dance." he chuckled as he shook his head at me.
"Well tonight you will." I said, taking the shot and walking around the bar to grab him.
I found out during closing that there was some drama.
Which flew pass me, obviously.
Apparently Hoyt and Jessica got into a small argument and Sookie had to drive her home. Or more like Jessica drove Sookie home since she had a few drinks over the limit. Either way, they went home a few hours before midnight.
One of Jason's many exes showed up and started cussing the new girl out.
And Tara blew up with one of the many drunk redneck assholes right in the parking lot.
"What a way to bring in the new year." I stated.
"Oh honey, that ain't nothing new." Lafayette laughed it off, "In this here honky town, stupid people fight over stupid shit."
"Did you at least have fun?" I asked him as I swept up the confetti.
"I did. I met someone as well." he said with a smile.
"That's good. I'm glad you had fun."
"If you don't mind me asking, what happened to you?"
I paused, holding the handle of the broom. "Are you referring to my hair?" Lafayette just nodded, "Life is what happened." I began. "In such a small amount of time I've been burned by quite a few people. One of them use to be my best friend since childhood. She didn't burn me just once, but twice…" I laughed as I looked at the confetti on the floor, "…she even tried to kill me and if it wasn't for…" I trailed off. "...I don't want to ruin tonight. It's a new year and I want to bring it in right."
I rested the broom against the bar and reached behind grabbing two shot glasses and a bottle of tequila.
"Oh no, we both have to drive home and I think I've had a few already."
I poured two shots, "Well, I'll drink for the both of us."
He looked at me with raised brows, "Fine…I'll join you in a toast." Lafayette told me, walking over to the bar. "I'll just make sure I drive extra slow."
"I'll toast with you guys too." Sam said, stepping out from the hallway.
I reached behind the bar and grabbed a third shot glass.
"To the new year…"
After I helped Sam and Lafayette clean up Merlotte's, we said our goodbyes and went our separate ways.
Maybe five minutes down the road home, I saw a white figure up ahead along side the road. I didn't pay much to it until I got closer and passed it. That was when I realized it was a person running in what appeared to be just jeans.
Oh my god! Its freezing out!
I've had my moments before, not too long ago in fact, and I've watched some TV as well. Now there's only two reasons why someone would be running down a deserted road half naked in the freezing cold; they're either drugged out on a bad trip or running for their lives.
Immediately I pulled over and got out.
Either way, this person obviously needs help.
I haven't lived here that long but being here this long, you tend to notice stuff. And something like this here in Bon Temps is strangely odd to where it catches your eye.
But if this was LA? That's normal.
A gust of icy wind slammed me in the face as the white figure ran pass me.
Oh sugar…
The figure that was running along side the road was a man, that's for sure. And by the looks of things, he is a very pale man.
Just my luck…
But it wasn't just any man…it was…
Eric.
