A/N: Hey everyone, so I see that you all have some interest in this story, therefore I will continue with it. Though if you all that have alerted or faved this story could leave a review for reassurance on this story for me to continue it, I would really love it. Remember, you guys are the driving force for me to write this story. Now on with the show….
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"Shit", I cursed out loud, this was all way too much, "can you come with me, to get Jason", Eric paused.
"Sookie, the Russell issue is still very serious, and this new vampire is nothing but a minor annoyance, as long as Jason doesn't invite him in", I stopped him.
"But that's just it, Jason isn't smart enough for all of this, Steve will find a way. Please, he's all I got left", Eric tensed up for a bit, and it looked like he was fighting an internal battle. I suppose he was fighting between the selfish old Eric, and the new Eric who has fallen in love with me, and in this moment, I really hope my Eric pulls through.
"Fine, but we will go in there, make sure he is alright, and leave. Deal", I nodded, and he sighed. As we were about to walk out, Tara and Lafayette ran down the stairs.
"Where are ya'll going", Lafayette asked, who looked a lot calmer then he did about an hour or so ago.
"Jason's in trouble, we are gunna go help him. You guys should head over to Fangtasia for now, we will meet up with everyone later", and with that I ran out of the door before they could respond.
"Do you think it is a good idea to bring them into this", Eric asked, knowing that he wasn't worried about them getting hurt, but about them getting in the way.
"Lafayette is a very powerful medium, from my understanding, and Tara has some witch in her too, plus she knows how to fight. They can help, and right now, we need all the help we can get", maybe we should call Holly too.
"I suppose you are right", we let the silence fill the air on the way to Jason's, letting my fear for my brother seep in, as well as my guilt over Debbie. I just hope her body is gone from my house when I get back, because I couldn't deal with that when I got home. We pulled up to Jason's, and I quickly got out of the car, and as I began to walk to the front, Eric stopped me, and motioned with his finger for me to be quiet. I heard another loud crash, and I jumped a little bit.
"Is that the best you got Steve, I could go all the way to Dallas, fuck your wife, and then come back, and you still wouldn't have done any fucking damage", I heard Jason scream.
"I am gunna kill you so fucking slowly Jason Stackhouse that you are gunna beg for death. Then I am going to go after you little whore of a sister, who got me into this fucking mess in the first place", I heard Steve yell, and with that Eric was gone. I heard a yelp of pain come from Steve, and I ran to the front yard, and saw Eric holding him up by the neck.
"What was that, you better watch what you say about my lover before I rip you fucking tongue out", Eric growled, and Steve looked terrified.
"You wouldn't kill me, would you, I mean I'm one of you now, that has got to count for something right", Steve gave a nervous laugh, and Eric tightened his grip on his neck.
"It usually would, but I remembered being silvered by you a year ago, and let me tell you, it really makes my decision a little more persuaded by the other direction", Eric gave him a little smirk.
"I just wanted to fucking kill that Stackhouse, I swear I won't go near the other one if you let me go", I glared at Steve.
"You stay the fuck away from my brother, you piece of godly trash", Steve growled at me, and Eric punched him straight in the face, and Steve groaned in pain.
"Watch it", Eric said sternly. Steve looked back up at Eric, then at me and started to cry.
"I never wanted this, but I don't wanna die. I'm a fucking monster, I just want help", Steve cried.
"Well one, you are dead, get over it", Eric said harshly.
"Wait, so your saying you came here, not to hurt me, but to get help, that's one hell of an excuse for someone throwing shit through my window, while screaming death threats", Jason said, as he made his way over to me, and gave me a quick hug, "thanks Sook", he whispered.
"You assumed I was here to kill you, and well let's just say I do not know how to handle my emotions anymore", Steve said, as Eric let him go, "no one else will help me", Steve whimpered.
"Well there's a shock", Eric mumbled, and dusted himself off.
"Oh, fuck you", and with that Eric punched him again, sending him flying across the way into a tree.
"I am over a thousand years old, picking a fight with me is not the kind of help you are looking for", Eric told him.
"Fine, I am sorry, but please Jason, if you could help me and well teach me, I promise to provide some protection", Jason scoffed.
"Help you, no fucking way, you just tried to kill me, and then threatened my sister, you can just go to hell", Steve sighed.
"That's probably where I am heading anyway", Steve said as he looked down at the ground, and Eric and I groaned.
"Oh spare us the monologue", Eric said, and looked over to me.
"What am I supposed to do now", Steve yelled as he fell to the ground, and began to throw himself the world's worst pity party.
"Kill yourself", Jason and Eric said at the same time.
"I don't want to burn", he cried and I rolled my eyes.
"Just because you and everyone else thinks you're a monster, doesn't mean God does", I said sympathetically, and as much as I hated to admit it, I felt kind of bad for him.
"You really think so", he asked me, as he wiped the tears away from his face.
"Yeah Sook, you really think so", Jason asked sarcastically.
"Listen, you did some really, and I mean really messed up things, but in your eyes you were doing the best thing, and for that I really do believe God has a place for you up there", did I really just say that?
"Thanks, you're not as bad as I thought you were, sorry for calling you a whore earlier, and, well, trying to kill you before in Dallas", he said as he got up, "do you mind doing it", he asked Jason, and picked up a stick, "I can't go on like this for much longer, hopefully your sister is right about God", Jason grabbed the stick.
"You know, before you became a crazy son of a bitch, and trying to kill me and my sister, you were an okay dude", Jason smiled at him.
"Thanks, and before you fucked my wife, and destroyed everything I cared about, you were pretty great yourself", well this was the weirdest death/ bromance I have ever seen.
"Ok, you're sure", Jason asked, and Steve nodded.
"I am ready to be with my people and God", Eric groaned.
"Just kill him already, Sookie and I have to leave", to solve the Russell problem, which I have all but forgotten about, great.
"Sorry Steve", Jason said, as he plunged the stake into his heart, and Steve exploded all over Jason, and Eric covered me from the blood, which I was very grateful for, I already had too much blood on me.
"Jason, you okay", he nodded, as he took the blood and guts slowly off of him.
"Yeah, just a weird feeling you know", yeah, one I knew all too well.
"Jason, go inside and get cleaned up, and stay inside the house, and don't answer the door for anybody but me, do you understand", he nodded.
"What's going on", I shook my head.
"Later, no time, just go inside", he raised his eyebrow at me.
"Sook, I am the older brother, it should be me protecting you, not the other way around", I smiled.
"Jason, this isn't middle school anymore, I can take care of myself, besides, when have you ever known me to follow the rules, and plan of things", he smiled.
"I love you Sookie, just stay safe", he walked back up to his house, and I heard his door shut behind him. God, please protect him.
"Sookie, we should go", Eric said, and I nodded. We walked back to the car, and I tensed up, as I felt a chill go down my spine. Someone was watching us, and that someone was very close.
"Eric", I grabbed his hand, and he tensed up as well, smelling the air around us.
"I smell blood, and a lot of it", he said, as he let go of my hand, and walked closer to my car, leaving me frozen in fear, as I felt the stare of someone, still watching me very closely. I could almost feel the rage that consumed this person, and it was a vampire, because all I could feel was an empty void. Eric stopped, as he looked at something on the side of the car, and beside it. He growled, "You fucking coward, show yourself, I know you are here, you want revenge, come and get it", Eric yelled, and I knew who was here with us. It was Russell.
"Eric", I called out for him, and we walked over to my side, and put his hands on my cheek.
"Please go into the house, I won't let you get hurt", he asked calmly, but I saw the fear and anger in his eyes.
"I won't leave you out here, not with him here", I said sternly, and with that the chilling feeling was gone, and so was Russell, it was almost like an instant change in the atmosphere. Everything felt dark, and gloomy, and then everything went back to normal.
"He's gone", Eric observed as if reading my mind.
"Yeah", I looked back over at the car, "Eric, what is over there", he looked away from me. I pushed pass him, but he grabbed my hand.
"Don't", he whispered, but I shrugged off his hand, and walked over to the car, and gasped at the sight I saw. There in a mangled, almost unrecognizable form, was Debbie's lifeless body. Gutted, with blood covering her, half of her face missing from the gunshot wound, and written in blood on the car, was the word murderer. Russell was at my house, he also watched everything that happened. I ran over to the bushes, and started to vomit, as the mental picture of Debbie's body scarring my brain. Eric walked over to me, and rubbed my back, as he held my hair back.
"Why", I whispered, as I wiped my face clean, and pushed Eric back, "you think you scare me, you fucking crazy piece of shit, because you don't. I have met worst things than you, you are nothing, and you will never be anything. You are all talk, show yourself, and fucking man up, cause in the end, it won't be us dead. You will die, and when you are dead, no one will remember you because you are worthless, you hear me, worthless", I screamed at the top of my lungs, tears staining my cheeks, as I fell to the ground.
"Sookie, don't let him win, this is what he wants, get up and be strong, for you are a fighter", Eric told me, with admiration in his eyes, and I nodded as I stood up, and wiped the tears from my cheeks. I would be strong, because I wouldn't let him win.
"Why do you think he did this", Eric shrugged, as he looked at the body.
"It could be either he wanted to fuck with us, which is a huge possibility, or he was just giving us a message", he paused, "Russell came here tonight to leave a message and find something, he was successful in both", I looked over at Debbie's body, "go inside, I will take care of the body, and after that you and I will go", I sighed.
"Okay", I turned around to leave, but then stopped short, as I looked over to Eric, "you said he was here to find something, what do you think he was looking for", Eric paused, and looked away from me.
"I don't know, but he got it, he wouldn't have left in the middle like that, he wasn't here to see you find the body, for he left before that. I have a feeling though that soon we will find out", I turned around and started to walk to the house, leaving me questioning, what was Russell looking for, and what did he find?
A/N: Well there's one of my tiny cliffhangers, I guess ya'll will just have to review to find out what happens to our little world of Bon Temps, where even the craziest thing seems normal. I will update when I have at least 20 reviews or more, that's not too much to ask, right guys? :D Peace and True Blood to all.