A/N: I don't know what it is, but right now this story is just calling to me. Eric and Sookie have been chewing my ear off. LOL. Enjoy.
SPOV
When I started college at LSU in the fall with Amelia and Tray I had to practically be dragged there. Mom and Dad thought it might be fun for me to have the whole "College Experience" by living in the dorms even though we lived close they paid the extra fee for me to live on campus. Amelia and I arranged it so we'd be roomies.
Academically the first year went great. I focused all my attentions on my studies. Amelia and Tray kept trying to get me to go to football games and parties. I could care less. It bothered me to be around them. They got together toward the end of Junior Year right before Prom, and were still going strong. I envied and loathed them equally for this. I ended first year on honor roll but with no friends. I had a reputation as a book nerd. Like I cared.
Summer came and my family headed out to Indiana to watch Jason graduate. Jason was accepted to LSU law, and intended to follow in father's footsteps and practice law. Not wanting to deal with Bon Temps for the summer, I instead went to spend the summer with Gran in Monroe.
Gran kept trying to get me to open up and come out of my shell. I went with her to her Descendants of the Glorious Dead meetings and Garden Society Meetings. I felt safe surrounded by all the old biddies and they took pity on me, trying to set me up with their available grandsons. I was forced to go a few dates with old lady Compton's grandson Bill. Bill was nice enough, but I just was not ready for another relationship. He understood but still insisted we spend time together. By the end of the summer Bill was my closest friend. He attended UCLA, so we planned to keep in touch via email.
When fall came around, I was in much better shape. Over the summer Amelia and Tray had broke up, so she was rearing to party and hit the dating scene again. I went along and had some great dates. One night we went to a frat party on campus. I ended up getting way to drunk and slept with a LSU football player named Mike. He wanted to date me, but I was not interested. So we had a sort of" friends with benefits" arrangement for a few months. I declared my major as journalism as well that year.
That summer I went back to Bon Temps and Amelia and I both got jobs waitressing at Merlotte's. Mr. and Mrs. Merlotte's son Sam had finally came home to take over the business for his dad. Sam was six years older than us so we knew of him, but really did not know him. Amelia took up with Quinn of all people for the summer, and I started casually dating Sam. He was great. We could talk about anything. Bill had an internship with a computer company in Silicon Valley, so he stayed in California for the summer.
One night Sam and I met everyone at the Lake for a party. We were sitting on a blanket away from the party just enjoying the night.
"Sookie, why won't you be my girlfriend?" he casually asked for what I felt was the 100th time.
"Sam I'm focused on school"
"Bullshit. It has to do with Northman doesn't it?" he retorts.
What the hell. "It has nothing to do with Eric."
"Sook, I know you guys were together for years. A lot of years. The whole town knew about it."
"Well I'm so thrilled the town is all up in my business" I shifted to move away from him.
Sam grabbed my hand "Sook, I'm a decent guy. I work hard. I like you a lot. Give me a chance, you won't regret it. The time has come to move on."
I thought about it for a bit. Sam was right. He was a decent hard working guy. Nothing but a sweetheart to me. It had been almost three years since I had even seen Eric.
"Okay Sam your right. It's been a long time since I've been in a relationship, but I'd like to try with you" I smile and grip his hand.
Sam and I made love for the first time that night. I had a boyfriend again. I struggled with that fact for awhile, but I allowed myself to be happy. We spend a lot of time together both at work and after. At the end of the summer, my folks threw a party and we had a surprise guest. Mr. Northman.
"Sookie, sweetheart how are you?" he greeted me with a hug.
I hug him back." I'm great Mr. Northman and you?"
"Wonderful. Business is excellent and the family is well. Eric is doing well at Oxford. How are you doing in your studies dear?"
Eric. He just had to bring him up. I think I got nauseous for a moment.' Oh good. I've been on honor roll for the past two years and declared my major as journalism."
"I'm so proud of you Sookie." He hugs me again.
Sam had been standing next to me the whole time and I completely forgot my manners. "Oh, I'm so sorry Mr. Northman this is Sam Merlotte." I introduce them and they shake hands.
"Good to meet you sir. I'm Sookie's boyfriend."
What the hell? Now I'm pissed. Why did he have to say that I glared at him.
Mr. Northman just replied "Pleasure to meet you Sam."
Once the party winded down and Mr. Northman left, I pulled Sam aside." Why did you do that?" I ask with anger.
"What Sook?"
"Tell him you're my boyfriend. I'm sure he could have figured that out. You were holding my hand for practically the whole fucking party" I seethe.
"Sook, I am your boyfriend. I see your still holding a torch for that rich fuck Northman. Maybe you just don't like men who work for a living and not have their whole fucking futures handed to them."
Jealous much. I do realize I overreacted and I grudgingly apologized to Sam, assuring him that I just freaked since it had been three years since I'd seen Mr. Northman.
We made up and enjoyed the rest of the summer.
Junior year began. Sam and I were still together. I focused on my studies and Sam and I saw each other when we could. Amelia got adventurous and started dating a woman named Thalia. By this time we had all moved out of the dorms and got a house with Jason. We had lots of parties and really enjoyed the year. Jason was focused on his law studies but he knew how to party. And he knew how to fuck anything in a skirt.
The summer before senior year Amelia's father paid for both of us to study French in Paris. We had an amazing time. Partying and hitting all the Parisian clubs. We both had flings with French boys. Poor Sam had no clue. But we made a pact that whatever happened in Paris stayed in Paris. We even managed to take a few short trips to other parts of Europe so I got to see Rome and London as well. Amelia kept joking we should take a quick trip to Stockholm all the time. I just glared at her whenever she did that. One night at a club in London, I thought I saw a ghost. I'm pretty sure it was Eric. He was dancing with some slutty girl and making out with her. I never went over to see if it was really him or not. Instead choosing to find a gorgeous British boy and lip-locking with him all night at the club, and going back to his place for a little morning delight. That was totally a revenge fuck was based on a possible Eric sighting.
Senior year began and I continued my relationship with Sam. He had no clue what I'd been up to over the summer. Girls needed their secrets. I was young and I wanted to have fun. Over thanksgiving holidays he gave me a ring and asked me to marry him. I refused and ended things right then.
I spent the rest of the year focusing on graduating with honors and partying with Amelia. We'd hit the books during the week and party down once Friday came. I slept with a few guys, but mainly kept it to drunken making out. It was fun and I really did not want to be a total slut. Amelia on the other hand went home with whoever struck her fancy.
Graduation finally came. My parent's threw a huge party for us. Luckily with no surprise guests. I did receive a graduation card from Mrs. Northman though. That put me in a mood all summer. I kept thinking about what-ifs. If Eric had never left the States, we'd most likely be getting ready to get married. But then again who knew. We'd been together and totally in love at seventeen. Who's to say we'd even still be together now. People change a lot in five years. I was wondering a lot how he was doing. Eric had been such a big part of my whole life and it had been five years since we'd spoke. I debated and finally drafted an email to him.
Eric,
I just wanted to send you an email to see how you are. It has been five years after all. I just graduated college and assume you did as well. I hope you did well in your studies. I wish you nothing but the best for the future. If you feel like it, drop me a line and let me know what you've been up to these past years.
Love,
Sookie
The next morning I sweated checking my email. I finally signed into my account and went to my inbox. The email came back undeliverable. I was sad but not surprised. My best friend was gone.
I worked for the summer at the local diner. After what I did to Sam, I did not have the heart to try and get my job back at Merlottes. Amelia had been planning to move to Los Angeles in the fall. At first I was going to do my Master's in Journalism at LSU, but I was ready to get outta Louisiana.
I left for Los Angeles with Amelia. We got a cute little apartment in Venice Beach right near the beach. I worked as a waitress for a few months and started UCLA in the New Year. I also managed to snag a paid internship with the LA Times. I dated around for that first year, but mainly focused on my studies. Amelia was working for a PR firm.
A year later I obtained my Master's and was offered a full time position with the LA Times. It seemed like things were finally going my way.
By the time I turned twenty- five I'd be working in Journalism for a few years at both my permanent job on the metro desk at the times, and also doing freelance work for a few magazines. Bill Compton had also come back into my life. We'd started casually dating. He was working in computers. After a few months we got pretty serious about each other and moved in together.
At twenty-six both Bill and I were getting sick of the LA Lifestyle. Amelia had returned to Sherveport the previous year to start her own PR firm. Right after I turned twenty-seven Bill and I returned to Louisiana.
I quickly got a job with the Sheverport Times. I was also planning on writing a book. Bill had a hard time finding work, so he was doing consulting work traveling all over the country assisting companies with their internet security.
Bill and I had a cute little place in Sheverport. We spent a lot of time with my family and his. One night after dinner at my parent's Bill rose from his chair and announced "everyone please pay attention" My family and Bill's were there.
Bill knelt down and took my hand." Sookie, you are an amazing woman. I'm asking you in the presence of our families, would you marry me?" he pulled a diamond ring from his pocket.
I jumped out of my chair and launched into his arms. "Yes Bill! Yes I'll be your wife." And kissed him enthusiastically.
Our families congratulated us. I was getting married. I was engaged to a great man. His roots were in Louisiana same as mine, so I never had to fear him leaving me. My parent's were thrilled I was getting married. Jason had a new girlfriend every few weeks so they were losing hope fast on any grandkids from him. The only one who seemed to be indifferent about it was Gran. She pretended to be happy for us, but I knew she had reservations.
A week later I made my way to Monroe to have lunch with Gran. She'd made her famous fried chicken. It was legend all over the county. Once we sat down at the table, she started in on me.
"Sookie, what are you doing marrying the Compton boy?"
I nearly spit out my food." Gran, I love him. He's a good man." I assure her.
"He's nice enough. He has manners and comes from a good southern family. But he does not look anyone in the eye. I'm sorry I don't trust someone who can't make eye contact. Eric was a good boy."
"Eric!! Gran. Eric and I broke up almost ten years ago. Leave Eric out of this." I fumed.
"Honey, calm down. I just don't want you to settle like I did." Huh? "Your grandfather was a good man. But regrettably I never loved him with my whole heart. I settled. Just like you are. Bill is a good man, but I do not trust him. I bring up Eric because he was a good boy. He had manners, came from a good family. You loved that boy with your whole heart. And he loved you. When you both ran off, I was hoping you managed to get married before your father's caught you."
"Gran! We were seventeen. Way to young to get married. We were kids. We did not know what love was."
"Oh dear you did. You and Eric were True Loves. I saw it in that boy's eyes from the time hit he puberty. He made you shine. Bill does not." She said adamantly.
"I gave up my True Love and I have never gotten over it." She continued" I met Fintan when I was sixteen. He was older than I by a year. We dated in high school. Fintan enlisted in the army. He proposed marriage to me at seventeen. I was supposed to sneak out to meet him. My parent's caught me and forbade it. I never saw Fintan again." she finished with tears in her eyes.
"Oh Gran" I say and go to hug her. We hug for awhile." Honey, I just want you happy with no regrets. Hold out for the real deal. But you'll do what you want."
I left Gran's a few hours later with a lot on my mind. I had not thought of Eric in a few years now, but she brought it all back. We did love each other, I knew that. And realistically, if he'd stayed, we would have married and we'd probably have had children by now as well. I could not dwell on this though. Eric was gone. I was engaged to Bill. I loved Bill. Granted not with the same passion I loved Eric, But who loves like that at twenty-seven. After my internal debate, I realized Gran was just a little melancholy in her old age.
A few weeks later Bill was offered a year assignment in Toyko. The job was too good pass on, So with a heavy heart I saw him on the airplane. The next week I was assigned to do a piece on a new nightclub Valkyrie. I had forgotten to write down the owner's name, but had a time I was suppose to meet her at the club.
I walk in with my notebook looking for the owner. I see a tall blond woman talking to the liquor distributor. I take a seat at one of the tables to wait for her. She spins around and walk towards me. Glides really. I get a really good look at her. Holy Shit ! It's Pam Northman.
"Pam?" I question
"Sookie Stackhouse?"
I get up and we hug each other. I had not seen Pam in over ten years. Eric and I used to baby-sit her when she was younger. She'd grown into a stunning woman of twenty-two.
I had heard that she was some high end model in New York.
"You own this club Pam?"
"I do. I tired of modeling. I had fond memories of Shreveport, and also the tax breaks for new business owners here are outstanding, so I came back to open the club."
Wow." That's amazing Pam. You've done well for yourself"
"I have indeed." She retorts.
"So why aren't you in Sweden?"
"Oh mother and father are not too thrilled with me. Firstly I shamed the family with coming out as a lesbian. Then caused a scandal when I ran off to New York at seventeen." She replies matter of fact.
Okay. Mom and Dad have not mentioned any of this. But then again, they knew I really did not want to hear any Northman gossip.
"Besides" she lights a cigarette "They have the golden boy to fall in line and save our darling family from shame and embarrassment."
I avoid commenting on that."So tell me about the club."
We talk for the next half hour and she gives me a rundown on the club and the story behind the name and why she chose to open it. I have enough for a good article. I'm really proud of Pam. She has come along way from the twelve year old I remember.
"So it's been over an hour, aren't you going to ask me about Eric?" she remarks with that damn Northman raised eyebrow.
"No. why should I?"
Laughing" Don't bullshit me Sookie. You're dying to know about him. He finished Oxford and took his place in the family business like a good little son." Pausing" And since your probably wondering he is engaged to this right old bitch from some old money family. I hated her on sight. I think he does too."
"Pam, come on. I doubt he hates his fiancé" He's getting married. Well fine. So am I.
"Oh dear" she takes my hand." Eric is a shell of his former self. He became cold when we moved. He's only getting married because father informed him it was time to settle down. And of course, the golden boy does whatever Daddy wants, whether it's what he wants or not."
That definitely did not sound like Eric at all. He had always planned to work for his family business, but He was never cold. Eric was the sweetest guy I ever knew. And he spoke his mind. I remember the battles he had with his father when he wanted to spend the summers with me and not in Sweden.
She glanced down at my ring finger. "I see you're engaged as well. To whom?"
"Oh, Bill Compton."
'Oh lord Sookie. Bill Compton. He's such a dreary fuck."
"Pam!"I chastise her.
"Well he is." She snarks.
Sick of listening to all this I tell her "Well I've got enough for the piece Pam. Take care great seeing you." I gather my things and head out before she has a chance to say anymore.
PPOV
Sookie Stackhouse. She's still a hot little number. I saw that look on her face when I mentioned Eric. It's the same look he get's when I bring her up. My parent's really piss me off. If they'd just worked with Eric and let him stay with her, or even let him attend college in the states, they'd be married and deliriously happy. But no, they had to be total asses and force him to go to Oxford.
I knew he ran away after high school graduation. Father was determined to bring him back. I was hoping Eric would refuse. After all he was eighteen, and could do what he wanted. I was stunned when he returned with father. He never spoke about what happened when he left.
Instead he became what he is now. A heartless prick. I myself am heartless for the most part, but it really does not suit him. I knew of his many sexual liaisons. I like my women as well. But it was like he was out for revenge or something. When he called me to tell me he was getting married, I nearly shit. My brother had not even had a girlfriend since Sookie and now the big idiot is marrying. But yet when I took a quick jaunt to London he met me there and fucked two women in the same night. He made no sense. And he drank way too much. He'd been a functioning alcoholic since seventeen.
I had to do something to bring these two back together. I wanted my sappy brother back. He had not been happy since he was seventeen.
The opportunity presented itself months later when I received a call from Eric.
"Pam I broke up with Felicia" he starts off with.
"Oh, and what did father say about that?" I can just imagine how pissed father was. The wedding was in two weeks.
"Fuck him. I'll work for the company and run it someday, but there is no way well in hell I'm getting married. Fuck that."
Oh thank god. "Really? That screws up father's master plan." I laugh.
"I need to get outta here for a few days. The gossip rags are even writing about it."
Hmmm. Here's my opening." Why don't you come to Shreveport? You have not seen my club yet. It will be fun brother dear. You'll enjoy it."
"Any hot woman in that club of your's?"
Oh yes and there will be one in particular he will go gaga for." Of course. When can I expect you?"
"Why not. I'll be there next Thursday. I just have a few things to tip up at the office."
"Excellent" I say and hang up with him.
Now for the second part of my plan. I call up the newspaper and leave a message for Sookie urging her to come to the club next Thursday and enjoy herself.
I still have an ace in the whole no one knows about. I give her a call.
"Adele darling how are you?"
"Oh wonderful Pam. Something I can help you with child?"
"As a matter of fact yes. Eric is coming into town next Thursday and I need your help making sure Sookie is at the club."
The old woman laughs. "Not a problem my dear. I'll make sure she's there. Do you think this will work?"
"I believe so. You should have seen the look on her face when I brought Eric up."
"Oh I got the same look when I tried as well I'm sure. This needs to work. She cannot marry the Compton boy. I do not trust him."
"Oh it will Adele. They won't know what hit them." I chuckle.
"Good thank you dear. Still coming for tea on Sunday?" she asks.
"Would not miss it." And I hang up with her. I will forever bless the day I ran into Sookie's Gran at the Mall getting her hair done.
Sookie confirmed the night before Eric was due to arrive.
SPOV
Months after I interviewed Pam at Valkyrie She called and left a voicemail on my work number urging me to come to the club next Thursday. I would enjoy myself she assured. I really did not want to be around her. I liked Pam, but seeing her was just too much.
I worked a lot and kept in touch with Bill as much as I could via skype. I had told Amelia after I went to Valkyrie that it was Pam's club and she had been bugging to check it out. I was so not going there. I was stressed out with work and missing Bill.
I talked with Gran Wednesday night and told her about my stress of missing Bill. She suggested a girls night out might do me some good. Finally I figured what the hell. I called Pam and told her I'd come, and let Amelia know we were heading to Valkyrie Thursday night.
Thursday morning was the day from hell. Not only had my interview flaked on me, I banged my ring on my car door and needed to drop it off to get fixed. After I got home from work I skyped with Bill for a half hour. I did not mention our girl's night. He hated Amelia and thought she was a bad influence.
I was so ready for a drink by the time Amelia and I rolled into Valkyrie. For a Thursday night the club was packed. We got right in since Pam left my name on the guest list. We'd been given armband for free drinks all night. I guess it paid to know the owner.
Pam came over to say hi quickly but was busy and told us to enjoy our night. I downed a few Gin and Tonics and finally started to feel like myself again. We danced for a bit then took a spot in the corner to hang out in.
It was getting to be late and I wanted to head home soon. Just as I was about mention this to Amelia she get's a look of shock on her face and I feel a tap on my shoulder. I whip around to see who could have shocked her, and turn my head up to glance at a now 6'5 Eric. "Hi Sookie" he says with a smile.
I panic. What the fuck is Eric doing here? Not even thinking. I push past Amelia to run out the front door. Amelia drove so I'll just take a cab. I can hear Eric calling me to stop but I need to get out fast. I cannot deal with now.
Some drunk ass rams into me and I topple down not being able to keep my balance with these outrageously high pumps Amelia talked me into wearing, I fall down and hit my head and I'm out like a light.
I come to hearing a familiar voice"Sookie, wake up please" the voice pleads.
I open up my eyes disorientated. I really don't remember much except running out of the club when I thought I saw Eric.
I gaze into Eric's amazing cerulean blue eyes. "Eric?" I question.
"You bumped your head Sook. The doctor will be up soon." He says.
I try and sit up and I'm unable. I think I'm in shock. Taking a good minute to look at Eric I can see he's grown from an adorable seventeen year old boy, to a gorgeous GQ worthy man.
"Where am I?" I ask
"My hotel room. When you fell. I wanted to get you out of the club and make sure you were okay."
There is a knock at the door. The doctor comes in to examine me. Apparently I'll have a bit of a headache and a bump on the head, but I'll be fine. We both thank the Doctor and he leaves.
I realize I need to get the hell out of here. I get up from the bed, but wobble a bit and have to sit back down.
"Slow down killer, relax" Eric says
"I need to get going Eric. I have work in the morning. Thanks for helping me and calling a doctor. If you let me know how much it cost I'll reimburse you.
This time when I try to get up I'm able. My shoes are off, but at this point I don't care. I'm getting the hell out of this nightmare. "Nice seeing you again Eric" I say heading for the front door.
Eric grabs me and throws me back on the bed. He climbs on top of me pinning me down. "Figures. You're nothing but a heartless bitch. When did that happen Sook? Between senior year and graduation?" He seethes letting me up.
"Excuse me?"
'You know what the fuck I mean. You could not even give me the courtesy of an email. Moved on that quick huh? Guess you just used me to get your first fuck in. Thank god I never married a selfish bitch like you." He spits.
Now I'm getting mad. "What are you talking about!!?" I yell. "You're the one who left me all alone. Then you go and send that email to that your going to Oxford and for me to have fun. WHAT WAS I SUPPOSE TO DO!! KEEP TORTURING MYSELF!! YOU ASSHOLE!" I scream at the top of my lungs. "I feel apart when you left." I say quietly.
"I could not keep in touch with you. It hurt too much Eric." I say starting to cry.
He looks confused for a moment. Then I see the tears in his eyes. "You never knew did you?" he asks silently.
"Knew what?"
He takes a deep breath." The night of your high school graduation I flew back to Louisiana. I was supposed to be there in time for the ceremony but my flight was late. I made my way over to Amelia's. She told me you went on a trip with Gran. I told Amelia that night I came back to get you. I showed her my grandmother's engagement ring I intended to give you. I stayed at her house for three days. Father came and forced me to go back to Sweden, but I waited a month for you to email me. When you never did, I assumed you moved on or maybe she never told you."
"I never knew. She has never mentioned anything about it to this day." I say softly.
"Oh my god" he mutters and starts to cry. He pulls me into his arms and I start to bawl. We hold each other crying. Both of us sobbing uncontrollably.
"She ruined our lives" he murmurs in my ear.
I can't believe Amelia never told me about Eric's visit. I was still devastated at losing Eric. If I'd known I would have definitely contacted him. I can't believe she would have done something like this.
"If you'd known, what would have you done?" he asks.
"I would have told you to come back for me." I sob.
He glances in my eyes and leans in to kiss me. Our mouths move softly against each. We are both still crying. Eric goes to deepen the kiss. I feel his tongue push into my mouth and massage mine against his. He lays me down on the bed never breaking our kiss.
He breaks our kiss for a moment and gazes into my eyes. Smiling with tears in his eyes
"Eric what about your fiancé?"
"Huh?" he questions.
"Pam said you were getting married."
He smiles wider." I broke it off with her. I did not love her."
I grab him and pull him back into a kiss. Our tongues wrestling with each other's. I reach into his waistband to pull his shirt off him and lifts his arms up to help me. Eric then lifts my top and takes it off. He kisses my neck, making his way down to my breasts. I feel a snap, and he removes my bra. He leans in and takes a nipple in his mouth." Beautiful" he murmurs and begins suck and lick my breasts alternating between both. Making his way down my stomach he pulls my skirt and panties down at the same time. He get's to my pussy and lifts one of my legs, parting my folds with his fingers, he takes a lick. Oh my god, he's gotten better at this. He begins to lick and suck at my clit like a man possessed. He inserts two fingers at the same time and works me with his tongue and his mouth. I'm bucking on the bed like crazy and finally succumb to him, coming all over his tongue. He continues to lap at me bringing me down.
Eric moves up the bed and quickly takes off his pants and boxers. If it's possible I think he got bigger. He positions himself at my entrance and grabs my lips in a kiss. "I missed you so fucking much Sookie." he says as he pushes in. Moving slowly in and out of me at first he continues to kiss me. I wrap my legs around his waist and grab his gorgeous ass to take him even deeper. Growling he starts to thrust faster hitting my g-spot with every thrust. I can feel myself getting ready to orgasm. He pulls out of me and turns me around onto my knees. Coming up behind me he kneels between my legs and slides back in. He grabs onto my breasts thrusting in and out of me at a slow pace. Kissing my neck. I reach around and grab his arms to hold on to. He picks up his pace, Thrusting faster and faster till the headboard is banging like crazy. I feel myself orgasm and I scream. He thrusts a few more times and comes. I collapse down on the bed, and he follows. Grabbing me in his arms he peppers my fact with soft kisses.
"Wow" I say.
He chuckles. "Articulate aren't you?"
"Don't tease me." I huff.
"Oh Sookie, your so fun to tease." He says and starts to tickle me.
Two can play at this game. I wiggle around and tickle him on side. Oh still ticklish there. We roll around on the bed laughing and tickling each other. Nether one of us willing to give up before the other.
"Okay I give up." He relents and stops tickling me.
"See you could never win at tickle war" I tell him.
Laughing he responds." No. I guess not."
He looks into my eyes with a serious look on his face." You're the only woman I've ever made love to Sookie."
Oh my god what do I say to that.
'So what are you doing in Louisiana? Business?"
"No. I needed to get out of Sweden for a few days." He replies." So how did you end up at Valkyrie tonight?"
"Pam called me" He chuckles." I think we were set up. Be sure to remind me to get Pam a very large thank you gift"
"She set us up?"
"I would not put it past her. Apparently according to her, I've been and I quote" A miserable heartless fuck" for the past ten years" he laughs again.
"She said you changed. I don't see it Eric." I tell him.
"I was not a very nice person to be around these past ten years Sook" He informs me somberly.
"Tell me"
He shakes his head and leans in to kiss me again." Tomorrow. Right now, I want to make love to you again."
Swept up in the Hurricane that is Eric, I nodded. We made love for the next three hours straight, passing out in each other's arms.
I wake up the next morning to the smell of eggs and sausage. Opening my eyes trying to get my bearings, I realize last night was just not some elaborate hallucination. I see Eric sitting at the table drinking a cup of coffee.
"Morning. Robes right there for you." He motions to the robe on the side of the bed. I put it on and join him at the table.
"Morning" I smile at him. "What time is it?" I ask.
"About 11am"
"OH fuck! I'm late for work. I get up from the table starting to scramble looking for my clothes." Where the hell are my clothes?"
"Calm down Sook. I sent them to the cleaners for you. Call work and tell them you won't be in today."
I figure why the hell not. I call my boss quickly and explain I was injured last night. I tell him I'll be fine and in on Monday. I'm just not ready to leave this Alternate Universe just yet.
"See. Eat your breakfast. Do you have a headache today?" he asks.
Oddly enough I feel great. It was probably all that mind blowing sex last night.
"I feel great"
"Me too" he says.
I grab some breakfast and dig in. We eat in a comfortable silence. Once we both finish, Eric goes to sit on the bed and pats the spot next to him. I join him. He gathers me in his arms and asks" So why didn't you go to Berkeley?"
How the hell does he know about that. "Well after you left, my grades suffered. I just did not care enough to keep them up. They revoked my admission." I tell him. "Did your parent's tell you I went to LSU?" I ask.
"No your mom told me about two years ago when I went to visit her looking for you."
I look at him stunned. Mom never told me Eric came by." I'm guessing by your expression, that is another thing you did not know." He says.
I nod. "It seems not only our parent's but your friends have problems being truthful with us." he laments.
Boy did it ever. "I tried to send you an email after college graduation. Getting a graduation card from your mom reminded me of you. It came back undeliverable."
"I guess it would have. I changed my email six months after I came to get you."
I snuggle closer to him. "So why does Pam think you're a heartless bastard?"
He sighs." I was hoping you'd forget to ask me about that. I have not been the most pleasant person to be around. I'm selfish. I'm arrogant. I'm completely obsessed with my career at it is all I really have. Did you know it took me until I was 19 till I could sleep with another woman? And I threw up the first time."
"I was 19 too." I tell him. "I had to be drunk."
We spend the next hour or so talking about college and our different experiences.
That reminded me about Europe. I ask Eric "Eric where you in London at any point during the summer between Junior and senior year?"
He thinks a minute. "I was in July I think. Went for the weekend to visit some friends from university. We went to a pub one night and the other to some club called China White."
I gasp." It was you." I softly.
"What do you mean Sookie?" he asks looking into my eyes.
"I saw you that night at China White. I was there too. You where dancing with some slutty looking girl and making out with her. I was there with Amelia."
"And why the fuck did you not come over to me? God Damnit Sookie! "he yells running his fingers through his now short hair.
"You where busy."
"Fuck. I would have been thrilled to see you. I don't even remember that girl's name. So did you just run off like you tried to do last night?" he questions.
"Not exactly. I grabbed the first cute boy I found and made out with him all night long. I went back to his flat with him." I say quietly.
"Was his name Robert by chance?" he snarks.
I have to think a moment."Yeah I think it was."
He huffs." That was my friend Sook. He disappeared that night. The next afternoon I went over to his flat, and he told me he hooked up with some American chick."
Oh my god. I have nothing to say so I just look down.
"Why were you in London?" he asks.
"Oh we where just there for the weekend. Amelia and I spent the summer before senior year in Paris."
I look back up and can see he's furious." Fuck. If you'd only come up to me Sook." He gets up from the bed and starts pacing." Six fucking years Sookie! We lost six fucking years because you ran. If you'd only come over to me. You were in Europe for fuck sake. We could have had the summer together. We would have worked things out afterwards."
I want to argue with him. But he's right. I ran and I don't know why.
"I don't know why I ran Eric. I was not even sure it was you. I had not seen you in years. It scared me."
"Did you have a boyfriend? Is that why you ran?" he comes back over and sits on the bed.
"I did. Sam Merlotte. But I don't think that was why I ran. I was just started to get over you." I say.
He looks at me with quirked eyebrow." Merlotte? You dated the son of the people that owned that bar and grill in Bon Temps?"
"Yeah. For about a year. He was my first boyfriend after you. I was twenty."
He starts laughing." He looked like a dog Sook. A little like a collie if you ask me." he smirks.
"He did not!' I yell and hit him over the head with a pillow. It just makes him laugh louder.
"You know he called you a rich prick." I say.
"Is that the best he could come up with?" he says smiling.
"Well your acting a little like a prick right now." I tell him.
He gathers me in his arms again." I don't want to fight with you Sookie. And I sure as fuck don't want to talk about your boyfriends."
He leans and kisses me deeply. I kiss him back and he leans me back down on the bed taking the robe off me. "I would however like to have desert" he says and licks my folds.
He starts licking and sucking on my clit and sticking his tongue inside me. It feels amazing. I undo his robe and it falls off. He brings me to climax with his tongue and moves quickly to me entrance and slams into me. "I'm going to fuck the memory of every other guy right out of you" he says and starts thrusting in and out of me. I just hold on for dear life. We both come together and he collapses on top of me.
"Did I do my job well? Or do I need to double my efforts" he says with a smirk.
"God you are arrogant now." I tell him.
He shrugs. "I guess so"
We spend the rest of Friday talking, joking, and making love. After this weekend is over I'm not going to be able to walk straight for weeks.
Saturday morning we wake up naked in each other's arms. I wiggle out of his grip and make my way to the bathroom to take a shower. After all this sex I feel yucky.
I start the shower and get in. I get my hair soaped up and sense Eric joining me." Need me to wash your back?" he asks kissing my neck.
I lean back and wash the soap out of my hair. Eric takes the soap and starts to wash me. He spends time massaging my breasts quite thoroughly. I take the soap from him and wash him at the same time. It's very sensual. After we are both clean. He grabs me by the waist and lifts me up. I wrap my legs around his waist. We slowly kiss for awhile, exploring each other mouths. He positions himself at my entrance and slides in. Breaking our kiss, he gently slides in and out of me, staring into my eyes." I still love you, after all these years, I still love you Sookie."
I start to softly cry. He places soft kisses on my face. "Please don't cry baby" he whispers.
I look into his eyes and he has tears in them as well. Before I even know what I'm saying I whisper" I still love you too Eric."
We kiss softly while he continues to slide in and out of me. We make love for over and hour until we both finally come.
After our amazing shower, we order breakfast and eat it in bed. We decide to put a movie on, but after only 20 minutes, Unable to keep our hands off each other, we make love again.
Our day is spent napping and making love. I wake a little after dark and see that Eric's still asleep. I get up to check my phone. There are 3 voicemails and missed calls. All from Amelia. I don't bother to listen to the voicemails. I have three missed texts. Two from Bill and one from Amelia.
I quickly send a text to Bill telling him I've been busy with work and will catch him on Skye tomorrow.
I read Amelia's text.
Amelia: Where are you? Call me
Fucking bitch. I'm furious with her about keeping Eric's visit after graduation from me.
Sookie: I'm fine. Something you want to tell me? Maybe about a grad party?
She answers seconds later.
Amelia: You're with Eric aren't you?
Sookie: I asked you something.
Amelia: I thought I was sparing you. You where so hurt. Don't be mad.
Sookie: Don't be mad. You ruined everything.
I slam my phone back in my purse. It beeps again.
"Something wrong love?" Eric asks.
"I got a text from Amelia"
"And?" he asks.
"I told her she ruined everything."
Eric get's up from the bed and carries me back over. "My love, she did not ruin everything. We are here. Together. We still love each other. No one can change that."
I sob into his chest. I don't have the heart to tell him about Bill. I can't bear to tell him this weekend is all we will ever have. I'm engaged to marry Bill. I made a promise to him. And I keep my promises.
I look up at Eric." Make love to me."
He takes me in his arms and we make love again. Afterwards, we take another shower together and order dinner.
An hour later dinner arrives. I ordered the steak and Eric got salmon. We both feed each other. Eric had ordered a bottle of Cristal as well. After we finished eating. We took turns pouring champagne on each other and licking it off. It was silly, but god was it erotic.
We are laying in bed laughing and I ask Eric." When do you go back to Sweden?"
He groans." I'm supposed to go back tomorrow afternoon. I have an important meeting Monday I need to be there for." Oh so our love bubble was bursting anyhow.
"Oh" I say softly.
'Don't be sad Sook. Come with me." he says grabbing my hand.
"What? I can't just leave. I have a job here." I tell him.
"So quit. Come with me Sook. Stockholm is an amazing city. I have a huge apartment over looking the water. You could always get a job freelancing."
"I can't just leave my job Eric. I worked hard to get to this point my career."
He sighs." Okay. I guess we will just have to do the long distance thing until we work something permanent out. It will all work out. No worries my love."
Eric wants to get back together. Shit he's talking like we are already back together. I can't do this. I'm engaged. Oh hell. What the fuck have a done. I've spent the weekend having sex with my high school boyfriend who I'm still in love with, and I'm engaged to another man. I'm a horrible person. Then I think about it. Eric will get over this. We are in an alternate universe love bubble right now. Once he heads back home he will see this for what it was. A final salute to our lost love.
"Your right." I say kissing him. I roll him over on his back and stroke his dick. He's hard again immediately. I swear he must have batteries in that thing. I move up and straddle him, taking him inside me."Oh fuck Sookie" He moans placing his hands on my hips.
I slide up and down on his length. He sits up so we are face to face. He pulls me in for a kiss. I wrap my legs around his waist and move up and down. He meets me thrust for thrust. I slow him down. This is our last time. I want it to be special. We make love slowly taking our time to savor every thrust. We come together and collapse in each other's arms.
I roll over and Eric spoons behind me, wrapping his arms around me. "I love you so much Sookie. So very much" he whispers.
I place my hand over his." I love you Eric."
"Let's sleep. We can talk everything out tomorrow morning." He yawns. And we drift off to sleep in each other's arms.
I wake a little after dawn. I get up and dress quietly hoping not to wake him. I look over at him and whisper "I love you Eric." And make my way out of the room quietly.
EPOV
I wake up Sunday morning with a smile on my face. I can't believe my luck. After ten years of meaningless sex with nameless strangers, I have my Sookie back in my arms. I open my eyes and realize she's not in my arms. Hmm. Maybe she's in the bathroom. I glance over and see that the door is closed.
The best fucking thing I ever did was break up with that selfish bitch Felicia. If I'd married her like I was supposed to a week from now, I would have never ended up in Shreveport and never ran into Sookie. I really need to do something nice for Pam. If it was not for her, God I don't even want to think about it. But for the first time in ten years, I was optimistic again. I had Sookie back. All was total right with my little fucking world.
Realizing she'd been a few minutes, I decide to get up and see if she's okay. Maybe she's taking a bath or something. Hmmm. Maybe I could join her. Now that sounded like an awesome fucking plan. I go over and knock on the door. "Sookie, baby you okay?" No answer to the knock. Maybe she fell asleep. We have been getting quite a workout the past few days. I chuckle. I open the door with a "Baby?" I open the door to find the bathroom empty.
I go back into the bedroom and look around. Her clothes and purse are gone. Okay. Maybe something happened with one of her parent's or her Gran if she was even still alive. Expecting to find a note with her number and an explanation I look around for it. Nothing. I look under the bed in case it fell. Nothing. Then it hits me. Sookie pulled a runner. I'm the worldest biggest fucking chump.
"FUCK!" I scream and punch the wall. I'm totally devastated. I throw myself back down on the bed and bawl like a little fucking baby. I was played well. I had no idea. She was just like all the other women out there. I go shower and grab my things to check out. I can't stand being in this room any longer. I hop in a cab and head to Pam's house.
I bang on the front door. After five minutes she finally answers." What?" she throws open the door totally naked.
"Geez Pamela, Put a fucking robe on or something" I say and walk in her door.
"I was entertaining"
"Like I care"
"Where's Sookie?" she asks and sits down next to me.
"I don't fucking know. And I don't fucking care. I need a drink." I say and get up and pour myself a whiskey from the bar.
"Isn't it a little early for a drink brother dear?"
"Hardly. In fact I'm a few behind." I smirk.
She takes my hand. "Eric what happened?"
I lose it. I start to cry again." I don't know Pam. I thought everything was going great. We made love all weekend. We told each other we still loved each other. I asked her to come back to Stockholm with me. When I woke up this morning she was gone. No note. Nothing. She pulled a fucking runner." I sob covering my hands over my eyes. Pam takes me in her arms and just let's me cry it out.
"I never thought she'd choose Compton over you." She mutters
'What? What do you mean?" I ask.
"She's engaged to that dull fuck Bill Compton. I thought after she saw you again she'd dump that fuck and run off into the sunset with you."
"She never told me she was engaged." I say
"Oh man." Pam mutters and get's herself a drink. A hot red-head comes out of her bedroom scurrying to the front door.
"Guess she takes her ring off when she fucks other men." I reply and pour myself another drink. Pam had graciously brought over the bottle.
"I'm so sorry Eric. I just wanted to make you happy again. I never imagined it backfiring like this. Now you're more miserable than ever aren't you?"
"Whatever. It happens. I was played. I guess paybacks are a bitch huh?" I snark.
"Eric I know your hurt. Don't try to make light of it."
"I think I can find her today. Go to her Eric. She loves you. I know she does. Kidnap her. She'll thank you later for it."
"No Pam. She made her choice the minute she left me in that hotel room. It's over." I tell her.
I polish off the rest of the bottle of whiskey while Pam get's dressed to drive me to the airport. I make my way to the first class lounge in this little shithole airport. I get even drunker their and board my flight to Dallas.
Once in Dallas I head straight to the bar to kill time. I check my email and answer a few.
I get a text from Pam as I'm making my way to board my flight for Stockholm.
Pam: Sookie's number: 318-616-2020
I don't bother answering Pam's text. I sit down in my seat and this little blond flight attendant comes and asks if I'd like another drink before takeoff. I order a double whiskey. When it comes I finish it in one gulp.
Damn I'm drunk. Right before they tell us to shut off our cell's I text Sookie with a simple "Fuck you bitch" and delete the number from my history as well as Pam's text.
I flirt with the little blond during the flight and while the rest of the flight was sleeping, I was fucking her up the ass in the back bathroom. Whatever.
I get home and throw myself back into my work. I also dedicate my spare time to trying to fuck Sookie out of my system sometimes bedding two different women a night, Hell sometimes together. Who the hell needs love and relationships anyhow? I'm also drinking way too much. Enough to cause alarm to my mother who pulls me aside one Sunday.
"What's going on with you Eric?" she asks me over lunch.
'I don't know what you mean mother." I say
"Bullshit. You better tell me right now Eric Aaron Northman." She scolds.
I chuckle." Why will you ground me?"
"Quit evading the question. Now young man" she says glaring at me.
I sigh. "Fine mother. I saw Sookie the weekend I was in Shreveport. We spent an amazing weekend together. I told her I loved her and asked her to move to Stockholm with me. She pulled a runner and by now is probably married to that boring ass Bill Compton."
"The wedding was not planned yet" she says softly.
"So it seems that everyone but I knew she was engaged. Just perfect." I growl and take a swig of my coffee.
"I'm so sorry sweetheart." She says taking my hand.
I take it back abruptly and reply." I don't need your pity mother. I'll survive. I always do."
She starts to cry." Do you know when you started calling me mother?" she asks
I shake my head." It was after we moved back to Sweden. You where never the same after we came back here. When you ran off after graduation, I begged your father to let you live your own life. I knew you'd be fine on your own. To think of all we took away from you son. I miss Pamela but I know that she's happy. She's living her life. All you're doing is existing son. You're not living."
I shrug. I don't need this shit right now." It's done mother. I need to be going. I'll call you next week." I throw some bills on the table and head out.
The next month I heard that Hamilton Sayer was retiring as President of the American division of Northman. Father offered me the job. It was a huge promotion, but I never planned on going back to Shreveport if I could help it.
"Son this is a good job, you should take it. When I retire you could even move headquarters' to Shreveport." He assured me.
"Oh like you could have ten years ago father." I reply coldly.
I storm out of his office not wanting to hear whatever feeble excuse he had lined up for me.
Five months had gone by since Shreveport. I had not spoken to Pam since. I was shocked a little when my secretary announced she was calling.
"Yes" I answer.
"You sitting down Eric. Because you better if our not. I have news."
Oh fuck me. What now.
