Once again I want to thank everyone who actually goes through the trouble to read this, I'm so grateful, this chapter is from Felix's POV it should answer some questions, I hope you like where this is going. Please tell me what you think…
Any mistakes are my own this is unbeta'd
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I don't think I could ever forgive what my brother put Sookie through: Luckily she had forgotten, and I had no intention of reminding her….
I was the renowned nerd of our family, I was never as popular or charismatic as my brothers Eric and Max were, so I invested myself in books and ended up landing myself a full scholarship to Princeton. That's where I met Sookie.
Sookie was taking creative writing with me and after class once, she asked me for directions. Usually I would just give a brief answer, but she was as hot as hell and her southern drawl was irresistible, so I offered to walk her to her next class myself. We talked while walking across campus, she was smart, funny, easy going and down to earth, and we became instant friends from that day on.
As time went by we became best friends, practically inseparable, I would be lying if I said I didn't want to get in her pants I am a warm blooded heterosexual man after all, but that was never my main goal with Sookie.
However one night while I was walking her home from the movies, I don't know what got into me, but I reached down and kissed her, at first she didn't respond, but in a few seconds she reciprocated, to say it was fine would be sugar coating it. It was catastrophic; she pulled away and looked up at me with a blank expression on her face. We were both waiting for the other to say something to break the tension, I have no idea how long we stood there looking at each other, but all of a sudden she started howling with laughter, I was a bit slow to catch on, but I couldn't help but laugh with her like a lunatic. The kiss was just that bad, and I thanked God that it didn't ruin our friendship. From that day on we fell in a perfect comfortable friendship.
When Christmas was coming up, I wanted to invite Sookie to come and spend it with my family, Christmas at our place was always a big hit, and I knew Sookie had no plans, because she only had her brother left and from what I had heard he was a bit of a douche and never spent Christmas with her; opting to spend it with his friends.
We were studying at my place together, when I asked her. Her face lit up, she was thrilled at the prospect of meeting my family and spending Christmas with them, and said she had to catch up on Christmas shopping because she was completely behind.
A week later we were driving to my family's place in New York.
I had told Sookie a lot about my family, but had chosen to omit many facts, that would later come to bite me in the ass, as I would learn later on.
When we passed the gates into the driveway, Sookie's jaw dropped, I was expecting nothing less. Both my parents were very successful; my father being the owner of one of the biggest food chains and my mother the editor of a fashion magazine, they made more than enough money to own many properties all around the country.
My parents' house was in one of the most exclusive areas of the New York suburbs. Whenever we would invite friends over they would have the same reaction.
Our parents raised us to appreciate everything that we had and to never think that money made us above anyone. They even forced us to get jobs when we were old enough, so no one ever suspected that we came from money, hence the reaction.
Sookie had a look of terror on her face, she had been wound up tighter than a guitar the past few days, and was as communicative as a rock all through our drive, I knew she was worried about making a good impression, but I had no worries, I knew with her southern charm, and sweet smile she would have them eating out of her palms by the end of our visit, what I didn't count on was her going all smitten over my brother…
When we reached the house, while we were getting our stuff out of the car the front door opened to reveal my parents standing together in the doorway, they had warm welcoming smiles on their faces.
Everything went as smooth as I expected, both my parents and Max fell in love with Sookie, but all hell broke loose as soon as Eric came.
I knew that my brother was by far the best looking out of us three; I guess he took after his father, because he didn't look much like our mother. I also knew that he was a notorious flirt and would most definitely flirt with Sookie. But I didn't expect them to actually hook up.
When Sookie called me to ask me who Eric Northman was, and why she should be angry with him, I swear I almost pissed my pants.
I knew he would eventually find her, but I never wanted to think too much about it.
I told Sookie that I was a bit occupied at the moment and that I would call her back and explain everything, I needed some time to choose what I was going to tell her, would I tell her the truth; that Eric Northman is my brother, and he is the guy you loved for 4 years till he broke your heart and chose himself over you, or should I lie to her and feed her a load of bull to save her from remembering what fate had wanted her to forget that terrible night in the hospital?
What do you guys think?
