Please bear with me, I usually run out of creative buzz when writing; I apologize if you have to wait for chapter updates. Most times I write during the morning and update during the afternoon. It's how it goes. If the first two chapters are an example of my updating, there should be a chapter every day.
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PREVIOUSLY…
Erik led Bill to a table in a corner of Fangtasia.
"What's wrong, Erik? Do you need my help?" Bill looked around, obviously searching for Sookie.
"No, I do not need your fucking help! You're worthless piece of shit!" Erik growled angrily.
"Whoa, Erik, what did I do?" Bill kept his calm attitude.
Erik was getting angry, but he wasn't going to make a scene in the middle of the club.
"Sookie is covered in scars because of you!" Erik was getting possessive, really quickly.
Bill shook his head, pinching the bridge of his nose.
"It was seven fucking years ago! Erik, get over it…." a devious, bitchy light bulb went off in Bill's head. "Oh, I get it Erik."
Bill walked away, a smug grin on his face.
Erik grabbed Bill's wrist.
"Get what?" Erik asked.
Bill pulled away from Erik.
"When I took blood from her, she came every single time. She doesn't do that with you, does she?" Bill explained, with a horrible smile on his face. Erik almost punched Bill in the face.
"I do not want to talk about the sex life you had with my wife." Erik growled, close to attack him.
Bill chuckled, knowing that he'd won this little fight.
"Oh, and another thing," Bill began to walk away, "Sookie doesn't like to be shared."
Erik raised his eyebrows, confused.
"I don't share Sookie, she's mine." Erik growled.
Bill put his hand up to Erik, as if to brush him away, and he walked away. Erik could have broken him into tiny little pieces, but he let him walked away to join his new girlfriend. Erik went and flopped in his chair. His legs swung over the arm of the chair. He checked his silver Rolex, he just wanted to go home, and cuddle up to his wife.
Sookie and Pam emerged from the side room, Pam had a smile of triumph on her made up face, and Sookie smiled awkwardly. Erik watched her with a careful eye. Sookie pulled down her dress a little and headed towards Erik. She picked up a chair, along the way and placed it next to Erik's throne sized chair.
Erik smiled at her, and tried to turn her attention away from Bill and his new girlfriend, but she saw them.
Tears stung Sookie's eyes, a part of her thought that Bill was using the girl for the same reasons he used her. "Do…" Erik had already passed Sookie his phone that was already phoning Sophie-Anne Leclerq. She pressed the blackberry to her ear, she was shaking slightly.
"Erik, what graces me with your voice?" Sophie-Ann's voice was elegant and it was obvious she was a socialite. Erik took Sookie's free hand and held it tightly.
"Erm…Sophie-Ann, its Sookie."
"Sookie Stackhouse? What's wrong?"
"Is Bill Compton still procuring for you?"
There was a pause, and that's all Sookie needed. She hung up on Sophie-Ann. Erik laughed at her, and shook his head. He pulled her close to him, kissing her cheek, and he let her go.
Sookie approached Bill and the beautiful brunette.
"Sookie!" Bill said, surprised. Sookie didn't even give him a smile; she still hadn't forgiven him for what he did when she'd saved him. She didn't appreciate being drained to the brink of death, then raped. She faced Bill's girlfriend, with kind eyes.
"So, you're Sookie Stackhouse." The brunette said, she wasn't from Louisiana, she sounded French. Her hair was waist length, and her eyes were a deep chocolate brown. Her eyebrows were perfectly shaped, but Sookie wasn't jealous. She had Erik.
"Yes, I'm Sookie. Can I talk to you? Alone?" She turned and glared at Bill. He was suddenly still; he knew exactly what she was doing. The brunette agreed to go with Sookie.
"I just need to talk to Erik," Sookie told the woman, but brought her along.
Sookie didn't even have to ask, Erik gave her the keys to the office. A look in his eyes made her tremble.
Going into the back of Fangtasia, Sookie sat in Erik's big leather 'business man' chair while the brunette sat in the basic chair in front of the desk. The brunette's hands were in her lap and she was visibly nervous.
"Look, I'm not trying to cause trouble, but there's something you need to know about Bill Compton."
The brunette was listening, but she wasn't looking at Sookie. Going through one of the drawers in the desk, Sookie found what she was looking for. The report Erik had written on Bill Compton. She passed it to the brunette.
"You never told me your name." sookie said, leaning back into the chair.
The brunette looked up from the report. Her eyes looked tired, and she looked stressed.
"It's Alora." She said, and went back to the report.
Sookie pressed her fingertips together and span in the chair. The clock on the desk said midnight. She yawned. She just wanted to go home. Alora's face dropped as she looked through some photographs.
"Did….did Bill do this?" Alora showed the photo to Sookie, and Sookie cringed. It was a picture of her after what Bill did to her; she looked so ill and weak.
Sookie nodded, and looked away. Alora looked confused and upset. She put the report back on Erik's desk, and left the office, when the door burst open.
Bill stood, anger and hatred in his cold eyes.
"You devious little whore!" Bill's word didn't hurt her. Sookie didn't mind.
She should her head at the vampire stood in front of her, his hair so dark it looked black. His skinny frame looked fragile, but he was anything but fragile. Sookie sat back in the chair; she didn't really care about what he had to say to her.
"I've apologized time and time again Sookie. What else do you want?" Bill said, in a calm voice. He pressed his back against the wall of the office, breathing heavily. His eyes were shut tight; he was trying to calm down. Sookie didn't answer his question; she was too worried about Alora.
"What was she, another fairy, a telepath, or did Sophie-Ann just want her for her collection?" Sookie asked Bill. He looked surprised that she knew that he was still procuring for Sophie-Ann.
"She just…" Sookie put her hand up, stopping him. She was getting angry, and she showed it by crying .tears rolled down her plump cheeks.
"How many more are you going to hurt Bill? How many girls are you going to seduce, then hurt them? How many more Bill? Answer me!" Sookie screamed, slamming her hands on the desk. Her palms stung from the contact, but she didn't give a shit.
Bill, with a look of pure guilt and hurt, left the office, his hands in his trouser pockets. She wanted to chase after him, but she didn't have the energy. She leant back into the chair, and ended up falling asleep in the chair. Erik found her, smiling at how innocent she looked. He'd heard the argument she had with Bill, and had waited until she had calmed down to talk to her. He scooped her up in his arms, careful not to wake her up. Sookie cuddled into his chest, making a faint sighing noise. Erik carefully carried her out of Fangtasia, avoiding the noisy centre of the club. Pam intercepted them at the door, looking rather happy about something.
"I tired her out then?" Pam asked, peering into his arms.
Erik rolled his eyes at Pam, and held Sookie tighter to his chest.
Pam let them leave, and locked the back door behind then. Erik carefully placed Sookie in the passenger seat, and tried to buckle her in, but he unfortunately woke her.
"Hmmm….Erik?" she yawned.
He kissed her lightly, and quickly got into his side. She reached across and took his hand, she was holding it loose, and he could tell something was on her mind.
"What's bothering you, my dearest?" Erik asked, driving slow as he pulled out of the parking lot.
Sookie looked at him, tiredness tainted her sweet eyes, but he could see a sparkle of pure happiness.
"Erik…I want to get married." She said, the tiredness was taking over her. Her eyes lids were drooping and she looked as though she was going to pass out from the lack of sleep. Erik held her hand tighter, drawing circles on the back of her hand with his thumb.
"We are married," Erik told her, pulling her hand to his mouth and kissing it softly, affectionately.
Sookie shook her head, not disagreeing, as in that's not what she meant, but the tiredness was stronger, and she fell asleep before she had chance to explain to Erik what she meant, but he knew what she meant, and he was going to give it to her. He wanted to keep her happy….