~Eric~
I woke at dusk. Pam had just gotten up; she was getting ready for a hunt. You can always tell what Pam's up to by the way she is dressed. She has an outfit for every event that could possibly ever happen in a vampire's lifespan. She was wearing a black leather top that showed a little cleavage and tight black pants with tall heels. This was just the opposite of Pam. So therefore you can conclude that she is going hunting…seducing.
"Pam, going out for a bit to eat, I suppose."
"Would you care to join me, Eric?" Her voice was gleeful. It was kind of scary. It's scary for me and I'm a one thousand year old VIKING!
"Couldn't hurt. I haven't anything better to do, but where are you going? Seriously, I know you aren't going hunting. It has never made you so chipper in all of these years past. So why now?"
"Well, if you must know…I am going to find this human that you visited yesterday. I feel that you should come, you should be the one going anyway." She emphasized the word human like it was less a maggot beneath her feet.
"Pam…I don't know if I can."
"Eric. You are old, wise, and have experience. This can't be the first time that you have been stalking some human." She did have a point. When I get bored, this is what I would normally do. Oh well, guess I'll find out who she is, what she is.
"Let us go." Pam spoke and woke me from my daydreaming.
We tracked her back to a nice apartment close to the center of the city, by that time it was ten o'clock. It was harder tracing her than I thought. I had to go off her blood. If she was my "One" then I could track her no matter how faint her scent was. It wasn't as hard as I thought it was. If I had had some "dinner" before we left, it would have been a lot tougher, but the only blood I wanted was hers. I climbed up the fire escape on the side of the building, I looked in every window until I saw her, and she lived on the fourth floor. She was laying on her bed just staring into nothingness. Beside her was a dog, I think it was a German Sheppard; it was a huge dog. It started to growl when I spotted me. I popped out my fangs. It started to whimper and hide its eyes behind its paws.
"Sam" she spoke. Her voice was sweet and gentle with a hint of a southern accent.
The dog just kept whimpering and ran over to the door. She got up and I saw she was wearing a pair of short shorts and a man's wife beater. I growled. The thought of her with another man. It irritated me. When she opened the door there was a man standing there. FUCKER! He can't be with her! She let the dog out and spoke to the man.
"Zachy, Rowan called, she wants me to stay home. Can you call Anya and tell her not to come into work next week. Rowan said that she will be her as soon as she could make it. I will tell you why later. It has to do with last night. Please don't ask. I'm begging you." Shit! She knows, but how! Who is this girl?
"Okay Lucia, I'll be back to check on you in a little while" Lucia…that's a beautiful name.
She shut the door and laid back on her bed. I couldn't help but admire her. She was stunning. I wanted her. Her long blonde hair, I wanted it entangled in my fingers. My hands running down her shapely body. My lips on hers. I needed her. Lucia. My light. It was a beautiful name and suited her well.I felt a rock hit the back of my head. I turned Pam was staring at me with a look of boredom on her face. I motioned to her that she could leave, I needed her no more. She glared, rolled her eyes, and went on her way.
I continued to watch her. She was perfect. She started to walk around her room. Checking her phone every few minutes. Then, she started to clean, but it was all in vain. The clothes piles where too much for her. She then proceeded to her computer and started to chat to someone. Every now and then she would turn her head in my direction, as if she knew that I was there. Does she feel it too? I heard that dog barking on the other side of her door. The man was talking on the phone to someone about Lucia.
I decided that I would try to get in. I could if I really wanted to, and now I did. I didn't want to go in without her permission though. The man would be too easy. I wanted her to see how much I loved her. I won't even have to glamour her. I tried to convince myself, but all in vain. I tapped on the window. She jerked. I heard her heart rate speed up. She glanced at the window. Her eyes had the "deer in a headlight" look in them. She picked up her cell phone, and called someone. As she was doing this, she was inching closer and closer near the window.
"Rowan!" she said the person on the other end of the phone. "There is someone on the other side of my window." She paused for a bit, but kept getting closer. "Okay. Yeah, I trust you, but if I lose my phone, you're buying me a new one!" you could tell by her voice that her threat was empty.
She opened the window and I came out of the shadows, she jumped, but handed the cell phone to me…This is a first.
"Hello?" I asked.
"Hello, I am none of your damn business, so don't ask. What the fuck do you want with my friend?" the person on the other end of the phone was female, and sounded like a real bitch.
"Okay, I just want to talk to her…"I wasn't going to explain this to this person on the other end of this phone.
"About? She isn't your 'One' vampire!" she screeched into my ear. She was seriously starting to piss me off. Lucia was just standing there wide-eyed and afraid.
"First, my name is Eric. Since you know so much about vampires…I am sheriff of this area, and yes she is…she's different." I heard a gasp as I said "sheriff" on the other end of the line.
"Your sheriff?"
"Yes, I am."
"FUCK‼ Let me talk to Luce." I obliged and hand the phone back to the girl on the other side the door. She nodded her head and said "yes" every now and then and finally hung up. She threw her phone back down onto her bed, and looked back at me. She took a deep breath and stepped forward.
"Hello, Eric?" I loved the way she said my name. I felt a chill go down my spine.
"Hej, Lucia…(Jag anse man att tala.)" I spoke in Swedish. Ha! A one thousand year old vampire…nervous! Pam would get a kick out of this.
"Hello, what do we have to talk about? I don't know you. If you're looking for a relationship…sorry, but I just got out of one." She understood Swedish? I was taken aback.
"You speak Swedish?" I asked curiously.
Her face became flushed."Yea, I taught myself when I was in high school. I lived in Sweden for a while when I was in college." She was a whole lot more than I expected.
"Lucia…to a human, what I'm about to say may sound creepy, but I feel as though I can be honest with you. You are different. Your taste haunts me. My body yearns for your touch. I am very old. I was a Viking. Women have always been play things to me, but you…I love you. I need you."
"Wow, that was creepy. Eric, I'm sorry, I don't know you, and until I can be sure I can trust you…you can't be let into this house." My heart sunk. If it was beating it would have stopped at that moment.
"Lucia…I am the sheriff, one of the queen's own. I can be trusted."
"I don't think so. Listen, if you really care, then you will…meet my friend/roommate Zacharie. He has a show tonight at 'The Demon' He can tell who can and can't be trusted, also it is public so I know you won't take too drastic measures."
"Fine, I will be there. What time?"
"Eleven, don't be not on time. Eric…" Her voice trailed off. "Be there"
After her last statement, I hastily descended the fire escape and went home to change into suitable clothing for clubbing.