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Title : Misery Business

Genre : Drama, Romance.

Disclaimer : I don't own the characters unfortunately. They are the property of HBO and Charlaine Harris ! I only own my OC, Elizabeth Adams.

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Chapter 3: Healing Touch

- " I won't come, well not now. "

I was relieved. It was better for him to stay where he was. I didn't know why Godric had asked me all these questions about him but I was afraid for my maker. I had some bad feeling about that.

- " If you need me Lizzie, I'll be there. Don't hesitate to call me. "

- " I know but I really don't think you could help me now. It would be too suspicious and Godric is always asking questions about you. "

If I was human, I would have taken a deep breath before starting to talk.

- " I have something to ask you. If… If something happens to me, don't do anything Arthur. I don't want to cause you more trouble than I already have. "

He didn't answer and I'm sure that he wasn't going to do so. I didn't know what he would do if I died, but I wanted to make him promise to me that he wasn't going to get himself killed because of me. I knew that he cared about me, I was his child after all but I couldn't let him do anything.

- " We'll see about that, Lizzie. "

I was just about to answer when someone knocked on my hotel room's door. I stood up and made my way towards the door. At this moment, I had completely forgotten about the way I looked. Actually, I didn't really care, it could even be funny. I mean, a human could see me like that and believe that I killed someone. I could really use some fun tonight after my little talk with Arthur. I needed to unwind tonight.

However, I didn't expect to see Godric standing right in front of me. He was smiling at me, a sweet smile. His hands were in his pocket, and he looked like a teenager, so innocent and so nice. It was disgusting to see this kindness.

- " Godric? "

I was frozen, how was I going to deal with him now? I looked like a mess, covered in blood and here he was. I needed to find a lie and quickly.

- " I'll call you later Lizzie, be safe. "

Arthur's voice pulled me out of my trance. I couldn't even answer him. I could only look at Godric.

- " Are you alright Elizabeth? "

Did I look alright? Definitely not, I was sure about that. Why was he even asking me this question? It was ridiculous. The fact that it was all his fault was so ironic. How could he be so caring while knowing that he was the reason for everything? Well, he didn't know that I was like that because of him of course. However, how could he look at himself in the mirror, knowing that he had killed my family and that he was concerned about me? Just unbelievable.

- " I'm okay. "

- " You don't look okay. "

I felt his hand on my cheek, he was wiping my bloody tears away. His touch was just so gentle and I hated that. It was like he really cared about me and I have to say that if I didn't know who he was, I might believe that he truly cared about me. But I knew everything about him and I couldn't let myself being fooled by him. I couldn't even be his friend, it was against everything I was. I may be able to lie and keep a poker face, but feeling anything for him, I couldn't.

- " May I ask what put you in this state? "

You, it's you. It has always been you. I couldn't tell him that, no I needed to find a lie but I ran out of ideas. I didn't really know how I was going to solve this problem.

- " It's not worth it. "

- " You were crying and I do believe that we should talk about that. "

His concern was making me sick. I probably should have accepted Arthur's proposal, I just realized that I needed him with me right now. I couldn't deal with Godric's kindness alone.

- " Don't worry about me Godric. I truly appreciate your... concern but I'm really fine now. "

He seemed thoughtful for a brief moment.

- " Alright, I believe you, Lizzie. "

I smiled at him and let him enter. He sat on my bed and I joined him. He was completely silent and I couldn't help but wish I could read his mind.

- " I've been thinking about it lately and I was wondering if you would like to live with me, in my house? It may not be enough but I owe this to your father. "

I was shocked, well it was a euphemism. I couldn't believe it, he was proposing me to stay with him. Whether he was really nice or he wanted to take care of me and by that I mean kill me. For this second option, keeping me close to him would be helpful. I knew that because that was exactly what I would if I wanted to kill someone.

Anyway, I couldn't refuse his proposal. It was just the perfect way to be close to him and to kill him. He was doing what I wanted him to do.

The only thing that I hated about that was when he talked about my father. He owed this to my father? How could he say that? He had killed him, did he want to make amends for what he had done? Was he trying to be forgiven? If it was what he wanted to do, it wasn't going to work, definitely not. I couldn't forgive him, I could only kill him and make him suffer. It was the only way to end this, to end my pain.

- " I don't know what to say Godric… I... "

- " Just say yes. Your father was really a great friend and I feel the need to help you. "

I smiled. Soon, his kindness would cause his death. I needed to focus on this idea.

- " Well, it seems that I can't refuse this. Thank you so much Godric. "

- " There's really no need to thank me Lizzie. "

Perfect, right now everything was perfect. I knew that soon I will get my revenge.


I knew I was asleep right now and I knew that I was dreaming. Well, dreaming was not the best word. In fact, I was remembering my human life. It was strange and hazy. It was like I was back in my human body, I could feel everything and especially the pain I was in.

I knew I was ill at the time but I didn't remember feeling so much pain or even feeling so hot. It was like a fire was all around me and inside of me. It was awful. However, I suddenly felt a cold hand on my forehead and it just felt so good. It was all I needed right now. Another hand was holding my own, but it wasn't a cold hand no. I knew that my father was holding my hand. I can only imagine that the cold hand belonged to Godric.

- " She's not going to last long. This fever is killing her Godric. Will you help her? I just can't lose my little girl. "

I could feel Godric's hand stroking my face, it felt so good. However, I knew now who he was and I hated myself for loving his touch.

- " I will James. I'll give her my blood and she'll heal quickly. However, you know the side effects of drinking my blood. "

- " I know but I want my daughter to live. I don't care about the effects. "

I felt Godric's hand leaving my face, and I was disappointed. I needed him and I needed his touch and it killed me to say this. However, I knew that it was only a memory and I knew that I just felt what I felt at the time. I couldn't do anything against that and hating myself for feeling good because of Godric was completely stupid.

- " I'll give her my blood right now. "

I felt my father's hand leaving my own and heard the click of Godric's fangs. Then I felt him push something against my mouth, his bloody wrist. He wanted me to drink his blood and I did exactly what he wanted. I remembered the taste of his blood now, it was magical and just so sweet. I couldn't help but want more and more, it was intoxicating. I gripped his wrist, pulling it closer to my mouth.

I didn't understand why he had this effect on me or even why I haven't remembered this before. I had drunk Godric's blood when I was human and I had loved every drop of it.

There was just one thing that bothered me, I had drunk his blood but I had been ill when I died. Why didn't his blood heal me? I could feel it, nothing was happening. I still felt awful. My fever was still killing me. Vampire blood wasn't working on this illness.

- " Godric? "

Godric's wrist left my mouth and I couldn't help but feel disappointed. I needed and wanted more of his blood.

- " It's not working, James. "

- " What? It's impossible. "

My father was right, it was impossible. Vampire blood should have healed me. There was something wrong. This memory was just unbelievable.

- " It is. I don't understand what's happening., I can feel her but I also feel no change, she's not healing. "

With difficulties, I opened my eyes and saw Godric. His gaze fell on me and he smiled. He seemed just so nice right now but I knew that it was only a lie. He wasn't nice, he was a monster.

His cold hand started to stroke my face again and this time I could see my father next to Godric. He was looking at me too, he just seemed so sad.

- " I have to speak with my wife, will you stay with her? I'm sure that you can help her with her fever. "

No, no why was he letting me alone with Godirc? He couldn't do this; he had no right to do this. He was letting me alone with a vampire, with his killer. Of course, I needed to remember that my father didn't know that at the time.

I then felt Godric sitting next to me on the bed. He was being so gentle with me, he was holding my hand and stroking my face. It felt so good but so wrong now that I knew what kind of monster he was.

- " Don't worry little one, you are safe with me. "

His smile made me feel safe even if it was so wrong. I squeezed his hand.

- " I'll do everything to save you, Elizabeth. You have my words. "

He was such a liar, he was going to kill my family and he was telling me that he wanted to save me. Unbelievable. In fact, this memory was completely crazy.

- " I can promise you that you will be okay. "

Minutes passed and my eyes were fixed on Godric, I couldn't help but notice how attractive he was. Wrong, it was so wrong to think that.

I then heard my father coming back, he wanted to talk with Godric. I was disappointed when Godric left me. I wanted him with me so bad, I wanted to feel his cold hand on me. That was everything I needed at his moment. I was sure that he knew this because he turned around and looked at me. He was feeling me because of his blood, we had a bond now.

- " Don't worry, Elizabeth. I'll be back soon. "


I woke up with a start that night. I was in Godric's house and I felt strange. This dream, this memory had disturbed me. I had a blood bond with him while I was human, how could have I forgotten that?

Another question came into my mind, why was I remembering this right now? I didn't understand. Was it really a memory? I was just so lost and confused about everything right now. I felt like someone was trying to mess up with my mind. Was it possible for someone to create a memory? Was it some trap from Godric?

No, I was overreacting and being ridiculous. It wasn't possible to create a memory. This was one of my memories but now the question was why I didn't remember it before.

It was just unbelievable, everything was just so crazy. Godric had given me his blood and it hadn't worked. He had promised me to save me and yet he had killed my family. This was so confusing and I didn't even mention how I felt towards Godric in this memory. That was the worst thing.

I believed him, I felt like I could trust him. I loved his touch and I loved the way he talked to me. His presence was reassuring and he was so calm. I was feeling so safe with him in this very memory and I hated that. I hated myself for feeling that way, it was wrong. I knew that it wasn't my fault, no I was just remembering what I was feeling at the time but still. I was sure that it would be harder to look at Godric now, I would always remember how he was in this memory. That was a really issue. How could I kill him while a part of me had felt something for him a long time ago ? I knew deep inside of me that I considered like a friend when I was human, and even if I hated to say that my human feelings still played a huge part in my life, I couldn't deny it.

However, I needed to kill him too and I should focus on that idea. I wanted so bad to kill him and make him suffer. I wanted so bad to wrap him in silver and hear him begging for forgiveness at my feet. I needed to see him weak in front of me, I needed to have power over him. I was sure that nothing would prevent me from getting my revenge. Even if he had been nice with me when I was ill, it didn't mean that I could forget what he had done or even forgive him. No, that was something I couldn't do.

- " Elizabeth? "

Godric's voice interrupted my thoughts. I turned around and looked at him. I was petrified, well petrified was not the good word. I was just very uncomfortable.

A part of me wanted to ask him about my memory in order to see if it was real but I was afraid to do so. I was afraid of the truth. I still hoped that everything was false.

- " Are you alright? "

I walked towards him and stood in front of him. He was taller than me and I had to raise my head in order to look at him in the eyes.

- " May I ask you a question, Godric? "

- " You can ask me everything Elizabeth. "

He didn't call me Lizzie and I was happy about that. However, the way he said my name made me think more and more about my memory.

- " I… I just remembered some things from the past and I was wondering if it was true. "

He smiled at me.

- " What did you remember? "

- " Did you give me your blood when I was sick? "


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