Sorry for updating so late, real life is intruding (as always). You'd think that I could've written a really long chapter with this much time, but apparently not. Sorry for that, but the next one will be longer, and hopefully, not as late. Your reviews make me happy (like super happy) and inspired to write more, so please keep them coming
Chapter 3
Eric felt how the stake slowly was being pushed through his stomach again, pinning him to the ground. He might have cried out again, maybe even let out an involuntarily sob in pain, he didn't know. He didn't know anything any longer, it was all just pain. He fought desperately not to lose consciousness, not to let the darkness take over... Eric was no longer aware of his surroundings. No longer aware of the man, who took one last glance at the collapsed vampire before turning and disappearing into the darkness between the trees.
The darkness that blurred his vision was closing in, his body starting to feel numb. Was this how dying felt like? No! He fucking refused to meet the true death like this, he was a Viking, a warrior. Eric lifted the arm that hadn't been damaged by the stake and gripped the wooden pole in his stomach. He clenched his jaw, bracing himself and pulled, putting all his strength to it. The sound of flesh tearing once more filled his ears through the drizzling sound of rain, as he ripped the stake from his body. A wave of pain came over him and for a moment, he just lay there, trying to pull himself together. The pain started to transform into merciful numbness again and he forced himself to roll over. "Step one done," he thought, trying to focus on anything but how his body felt. "Now get to your feet."
His body screamed in protest at the movement, but he somehow managed to get to his knees, and with aid from one of the trees, he stood up, his whole body shaking and the pain renewed, but he was of the ground.
Eric stumbled forward, trying not to put any weight on his injured leg, he wasn't sure if he would be able to get up again if he fell. Blood seeped rapidly from his wounds and he clutched his aching chest in a weak attempt to make at least some of it stop. He started to make his way through the darkness, limping aimlessly over the slippery ground. Eric's thoughts were dazed and confused by pain and all he could think of was to get as far away as possible. If he'd had some kind of plan to begin with, it was long gone by now. It made absolutely no sense what so ever to walk blindly, fatally injured through the darkness, but somehow that didn't occur to him.
The little strength he had was fading quickly, every single step became an enormous struggle and soon, the vampire lost track of time. Had he walked for an hour? A minute? When he felt how his legs started to give in, he clung to a near by tree for support, it became his anchor in the fog of anguish that clouded his mind. The fog that prevented him from doing anything rationally. When grasping for another tree to hold on to, his hand just caught air. He wasn't prepared for the sudden void, and without the support, his knees buckled and he fell to the ground. A small yelp in pain escaped him as his body connected with the gravel covered surface with a hard thud. Gravel… When managing to lift his head a little, Eric made out the first rational thought in what felt like forever. He was lying on a road. Which road it was he couldn't tell. He tried to get up again, but this time it was impossible. He had pushed his body way beyond its limits and had nothing left to give, no matter how hard he tried he couldn't move. A feeling of being completely helpless came over him, he hated it, more than the pain, more than anything. An icy coldness soon followed it, different from the one caused by the rain and his soaked clothes. Death's coldness. Somewhere in the distance, there was a blinding light, it seemed to come closer but before it reached him, the world faded and the darkness took over.
The small road was pitch dark, except for the warm light beams from a car's headlights. Sookie yawned and tried to focus on the bumpy road ahead, it proved difficult as she was completely exhausted. It had been a very long night, she and Tara hadn't made it out of Merlotte's until almost eleven o'clock. She really looked forward to a warm bed as she struggled to keep her eyelids open. They would get home a lot quicker if she just could concentrate on driving, falling asleep at the wheel and end up in the ditch did not seem like a good idea.
"Hell, if this rain doesn't stop soon, we'll have to use a boat to get to work," Tara shook her head as she watched the water cursing down the windows of the car.
"The day we actually have use boats to get around Tara, I promise that getting to work will be the least of our problems," Sookie smiled at her friend. Smiling that was good, she made progress. It hadn't been a lot of smiles the latest month, but it was getting better. Better and better for every day actually. After weeks of alternating between anger and overwhelming sadness, she had decided that that was it, Bill wasn't worth that kind of energy. She would not let him control her life any longer, he wasn't even in it, no vampires were as a matter of fact. Since she had resigned Eric's and Bill's invitations from her house, and simply chosen do pretend like vampires had ceased to exist, it actually seemed like they had done the same to her. She hadn't seen hide nor hair of any of them.
Sookie had almost expected Eric to come banging on her door, despite her clear statement that she wanted nothing to do with him ever again, but she hadn't heard from him at all. A part of her was actually disappointed, but she ignored it. Her life was so much easier without vampires and right now, easy was great. Though she had to admit that she kind of missed the blond Viking… He had been a quite big part of her life, and now he was just gone. Sookie wasn't sure if that was a good or a bad thing. No, she decided, no doubt, it was a good thing. No more vampires, no more trouble. She tried to push the thought of Eric to the furthest corner of her mind, determined to keep her light mood. It didn't work all that well, damn that guy was hard to get rid of! Both physically and mentally speaking.
"Sookie watch the road!" Tara's shrilled scream awoke Sookie from her thoughts. She had been completely lost in her mind and when she focused again, her heart stopped. Something, someone was lying in the middle of the road. She gasped in shock and the car's tires screamed as she jammed the brakes, desperate to make the vehicle stop before she hit whatever, or rather, whoever it was.
This was a really short chapter, and nothing all that interesting happened, but we're getting there, we needed to get Sookie into the story right?;) So here she comes, our favorite telepath, ready to save the day. Or just get herself into a big mess, she's good at that too.
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