Chapter 7

S-POV

He walked away, he was soothing me and then he just walked away. I don't know what happened. I decided to run the last part of the conversation that seemed to hurt him back in my head. The last thing he asked was why I was afraid of him. Oh my gosh, I had been afraid of him and he felt it in the bond. How could I do that to him? How could I not trust him enough to think he would hurt me right after I heard him say he thinks he loves me inside of his mind?

My water works started right up again after that. I don't know how to fix this. I finally have a decent man who is willing to accept me just as I am, disgusting scars included. It isn't even a matter of just the telepathy hurting my love life; it's also the fact that I have built emotional walls also. I am going to be around a very long time and getting attached to beings with rapidly approaching expiration dates is not wise. I think Eric was right, even if this is not love it is something very close to it. I didn't know what to do, I know I need some advice… who do I call? No Not Ghostbusters… Claudine.

"Hello my Dear Cousin, am I ever going to see you again?" I started to sob and speak incoherently, lucky for me Claudine seems to speak fluent hysterical woman.

"Oh, Eric and I had a fight! I made a huge mistake and he may not want to be with me anymore…" I could feel the snot start to drip out of my nose. Fairies may be beautiful, ethereal beings, but we are ugly, messy criers.

"Oh Sookie, simmer down tell me what happened from the beginning." And so I did, I recounted the entire event in detail that she most likely did not need and when I finished the line was silent.

"Claudine?" I asked, checking to see if she was still there.

"Yes I'm still here. I was just having a hard time getting over how stupid you can be sometimes." I was in shock. She never talks like that… she sounds dare I say It, angry?

"What do you mean?"

"Well for one thing, the first peek you get into this guy's head he is thinking about how much he loves you and you automatically assume he is going to kill you. I mean was there any malice in his brain pattern at all?" I let out a shaky sobbing sigh and said.

"No none, his mind was like a twisting maze, but it didn't feel hostile at all." I heard her sigh.

"I don't know how you can fix this. You broke his trust and I think it may be best to give him some time. Do you want me to come get you?" I started to cry full force again and I gathered my things and breathed out.

"Yes Please."

"I will be there in a few minutes." I could hear the pity in her voice. I knew what she must have been thinking. Oh there goes silly Sookie ruining her life and it's no one's fault but her own. I don't know what my issue is; I'm always wrecking a good thing as soon as I have it. I wrote Eric a note telling him where I would be and that I was sorry. I walked up to his study and saw that the door was shut. I knocked, but got no answer. I did however know he was in there because I could hear the jingle of Tim's tags while he was getting petted.

"Eric, I'm leaving. Claudine is coming to get me…" My voice started to crack as I finished. "This is for you. I'm really sorry." I slid the note under the door and walked out of the house. Hopefully Eric would not be walking out of my life.

E-POV

I sat behind my desk with Tim in my lap. He had licked the one stray tear that had fallen when we came in here. I was now having to restrain him because vampire blood is apparently more potent to tiny dogs than humans because he knocked a hole in my dry wall. He also looks considerably younger. I will need to file this information away for later when I was not so distraught. I heard Sookie knock on my door, but I hadn't made a decision on how to deal with her yet so I decided to just stay quiet.

"Eric, I'm leaving. Claudine is coming to get me…" I heard her voice crack and it was all I could do not to rush to her and tell her it would all be okay, because honestly at this moment I didn't know if it was going to all be okay. "This is for you. I'm really sorry." I heard her slip something under the door and I went to the window to watch her as she stood in my driveway. About 10 minutes later a hot pink Jeep pulled up and Claudine got out and wrapped her arms around Sookie. I watched her fold her tiny form into the car and drive off.

I returned to my seat and stared at my bookcase not looking at anything in particular. My eyes redirected themselves to the floor by the door where Sookies letter sat. I set Tim on the ground and said.

"Bring the letter to Daddy." I was very glad Pam was not here to hear that, she would tease me mercilessly. He picked it up and brought it to me jumping back into my lap. Had I been human it would have knocked the wind out of me. No more blood for him.

I turned the letter over in my hands a few times taking in the colorful script on the front. Sookie likes to write with a glittery pink pen. It was one of the things that endured her to me. I decided there was not time like the present so I opened the envelope and unfolded the piece of my stationary and read what she wrote to me. I had to suppress my smile when I took in her dreadful handwriting.

Dearest Eric,

I'm truly sorry for what I did. I broke all of our trust by giving you none, and considering what I read from your mind I should have never had any doubts about your motives. This is what I do, good things… no great things happen for me and I ruin them with my unresolved trust issues. I always seem to trust the worst people blindly and keep the best at arm's length.

I just want you to know that even if your opinion has changed, I still feel the same as you did in the moment I was in your mind. If this isn't or wasn't love this may be as close as I can ever get. I know it only lasted a few days before I wrecked it, but I wanted to thank you for making me feel so special.

-Missing you

Your Lover, here's to what could have been.

I must have read the letter a hundred times that night. I didn't know what to do about her. Do I want to continue with whatever we have? Honestly, I don't know. I care for her and I will continue to protect her and obviously I have to work with her because in my lust filled haze I did everything in my power to make it so I would see her multiple times a week. I suppose this is what I get for thinking with my dick.

Do I care for Sookie? Yes. Do I love her? Most likely. Am I going to be with her? No, it is too dangerous for me to be involved with her. She clouds my judgment and forces me to think irrationally. I started to feel the pull of the sun so I tossed the letter in the waste bin and picked up a very wired Tim and headed to my bed room. I laid down to let the sun pull me under, but at the last minuet I got up and ran to my office grabbing the letter and racing back into my room, with only enough time to set the locks on the door before I collapsed on the ground with Sookies letter clutched in my hand.