I waited in the darkness clutching my black cardigan against my body for what seemed like ages before I saw the Head lights of a green truck car or whatever you called it approaching down the dark wayward road, It could have been anyones truck but I knew that specific anywhere, Alcide. I stalked towards the big vehicle opening the door and then getting inside.
'Thanks for coming to get me' I said not even bothering to buckle my seat belt, in the hopes that if we crashed then I'd shoot through that wind shield faster than a bullet.
'No thank you's you know I'd do anything for you Pam your a close friend' The werewolf said making me crease, Oh shit he really did care about me, and I was stupid for stopping our friendship so abruptly,I sunk further and further into my seat leaning my head against my fist.
'So your car doesn't look so good huh?' he said making me automatically look towards my car as we drove past it shit why'd i have to crash the convertable I liked that one and holy shit it was a mess, I swallowed thickly ignoring him and inspecting a nail
'What happened to It?' he queried Making me jump at his unexpected continuation I sat up slightly keeping my eye's fixed on my finger nails before answering him.
'I crashed it' I admitted in a matter of fact sort of way, then seeing him raise is eyebrows but despite his shock he kept his vision focused on the road ahead,
'You what?' He bleated in disbelief.
'I crashed it' I repeated biting my nail clean off and then folding my arms He remained silent for a second before he actually replied.
'Yes I can see that but why?' He interrogated causing me to roll my eyes Jesus didn't this guy ever quit with the questions,
'I dunno fancied little a wild ride' I stated sacracastically then opening my bag and fishing through it to find my pink iPhone, my eyes widened when I realized it wasn't in there, forfucksake it must've flown from the car when I had collided with the tree. I grit my teeth in fustation throwing the bag down before I heard Alcide clear his throat to speak again. Well rather make a vague input.
'Oh' he mused making me focus on him once again.
'Oh?' I cocked my head to the side this time actually looking at him , and raising my eyebrows
'No its just I never had you down as a-
' a what ?
' never mind he said flirtatiously which made smirk I knew exactly what he meant, which only made my smug grin grow wider...
The rest of the journey went in silence until we pulled up into the familiar car park of fangtasia, alcide killed the engine and then waited for...I didn't know what. I set to unbuckling my seatbelt but was stopped by his hand . I looked up my eyes closing into slits of annoyance.
'Pam?' He deadpanned in question .
'yeah' I asked biting my lip and then looking around uncomfortably, my blue eyes then focused on his brown ones, studying every inch of his face. He took a moment as if he were struggling to think of a moderate answer for his abrupt action.
'eric doesn't deserve you' he said his eyes searching over my frame 'I've been trying to figure it out and now I just have, Pam you need to forget about him his made it clear how he feels ' he said causing me to frown, ' and I want you to know that I'm here for you even if that asshole isnt' he said if I were human I would have blushed and involentarly I found my hand against his cheek.
'Your a sweet sweet guy alcide but I can handle myself' I said turning around and then opening the trucks door about to exit not before turning around and saying,
'Thanks for the ride' I said slipping out of the car and before I knew it he had driven off probably in a strop, I hated leaving things like this with him, he was the only friend I had beside from jessica and tara (In a buisness like kind of way), I sighed cursing at myself; pulled my slipping bag back up my shoulder blade. and then stalked towards fangtasia's entrance, oh shit Tara would probably be in there and we were on no level on the best of terms. I decided that I would not forgive Tara tonight. she had been a complete bitch and she did not deserve one fucking bit of my forgiveness not at all, but then again I didnt know whether, that was my hormones talking or just me, maybe a miture of both.
I Unlocked and opened Fangtasia's entrance, stepping inside and then flicking the lights on, stripping out of my cardigan stuffing it inside of, my gucci purse and then dumped the hole lot onto what little space there was on the bar top I couldnt help my eyes staring over the mess I had made earlier Tara obviously had not cleaned the dishes something I had delieberatly left for her to do. huffing I picked up a glass and began inspecting it, That is until I felt something familar a pull I had only ever felt with my maker or Tara, I looked into one of the glasses catching sight of a blonde male wearing a black vest top a leather jacket, black jeans and combat boots, sat in the the throne on top of the stage and I knew instantly that it was eric but a part of me was afraid to turn around in the fear that, I was just hallucinating imagening something that wasn't there my eyes widened and I blinked a few times expecting the image to disapear. It didnt.
'Eric?' I quizzed out loud heisitating to turn around It was then a brunette male stepped out from the shadows a man I recognised as Bill Compton, my vision shifted to him and I suddenly felt very very intimidated and vunerable infact the hole situation made me uncomfortable and I just felt...sick...sick to my stomach, i cleared my throat then set to speaking.
'am i dreaming?' i quizzed towards the reflection earning myself a straight answer from bill,
'no pam your not dreaming' Bill said in a mixture of boredom and bemusment.
I spun around then. breathing out a sigh of relief when i realised he was still, here and he hadnt been just a figure of my imagenation. the entrance suddenly shot open but I didnt bother to turn around for I could sense it was tara all I cared about right now was making things right with Eric, even if I had said I was done with him earlier.
'okay Pam Im so sorry about earlier I was Angry I- Tara cut herself off taking in the sight of My maker and the little rat boy scout saint 'Eric?...Bill?' She quizzed good so I wasnt imagening them They were really there. oh thank god.
'what's she doing here?' Eric asked in a cold harsh...pissed monotoned voice, which to be honest didn't suprise me I knew he would be Angry but I didnt care...he was here and that was all that mattered.
'She- I tried struggling to find my words under my nearves- She's mine I- I made her vampire while you were gone congratulations your a grandmaker' I burst out trying to break the awakward ice there was no telling what Eric was feeling because he had just as in right now completely blocked off our bond and his eyes held not an inch of emotion, I suddenly found myself feeling very...anxious under his gaze.
'You dont have to worry about before- I said picking a nail nervously, - let's just leave the bad water under the bridge, let Bigons be Bigons you know? Bi girls be bi girls' I said trying for humor,(it flopped). sighing I compulsivly placed my hands on my hips, not really knowing what else to say to him, turns out there was no need for my input at all because This time Eric spoke Directly to Bill and Tara.
'Leave us' ordered His eye's still fixed on mine, I found myself refusing to look away despite the daunting feeling in my gut telling me I should, Tara and Bill obeyed Eric's command without question leaving for the office well that was A kind of lie Tara heisitated but left when I gave her a reasuring nod, which now left the two of us alone.
'Eric I-Im so glad your back- I began- Im so sorry about- He cut me off, as sharp as a knife,
'I didnt come to make a mends with you' He admitted harshly the impact from his words was a hole lot worse than the impact i had faced in the car and it caused my heart to break into one fucking billion tiny fragments of agony and hurt and anything else that could describe how I was not feeling, I bit my bottom lip in an effort to contain the tears and emotion and felt the black hole of depression that swirled in my chest to reopen, but this time even bigger even more intense.
'what-oh ...ok then what did you come for- I interogatted in a small voice, I felt as if my airways were restricted and I could barley talk, without feeling tears rushing to my eyes.
' i came to find out- He said standing to his full height of six four before continuing- where you've been hiding russell ediginton' my head shot up and I felt my emotions mix into a sickly pool of confusion.
'What?!' I bleated out my mouth dropping open 'how would i know where russell Is why would I help that fucking scum bag git twat after everything he did to you...did to us' I pratically screamed at him my british accent coming to a head like it always did when I was upset this I smashed the glass I hadnt realised i'd still been holding in my hand in a flare of anger.
'DON'T FUCKING LIE TO ME PAMELA' he roared making my jump, my form imediatly began shaking and I grit my teeth together letting a fang nip my bottom gum in an effort to stop my clumsy juddering.
'Im not' I stammered for once defending myself against his absured accusation, ' I wouldn't do that to you Eric...I wouldn't I swear' I urged him my tone desperate desperate for him to believe me, Before I could speak another word I found myself pinned against the bar by my throat in an almost crushing hold I choked and struggled for air, and this time my emotions failed me. I felt heated crimson tears of fear and fury escape from the whites of my eyes then slipping down both sides of my face, im sure staining my porcilean skin.
'WHERE'S RUSSELL' he repeated his question snarling into my face, like a monster from a horror movie, I looked up at him terrifyed feeling his grip on my throat tighten,
'I don't know' I yelled my voice cracking on the last part, my hands desperatly trying to pry, his bigger hands from their death lock around my neck,
'STOP FUCKING LYING!' he shouted, this time baring his razor sharp fangs, that were at least five centimetres bigger than mine, that alone put the fear of god in me.
'Im not lying I swear' this time I sobbed sounding so pathetic it made me sick 'What's happened to you...your not normally like this', this time he released his clutch on my throat turning his back on me, and leaving me gasping for air I took a long moment to compose myself and when I had I slipped off of the bar top.
'I trust No one neither should you' Eric stated coldly, his back still facing me. Probably to much of a chicken to turn around and face the mess he had turned me into. I felt the unneeded breath hitch in my throat, and clenched my fists struggling against my emotions.
'Well we finally agree on something- I said trying with all my efforts to steady my voice- because I don't trust you Eric, I hate you. everyone kept asking why I bothered waiting for you...hoping that you'd come back and I would tell them that i was not willing to give up on you just because of some stupid fight, But you know what, they were right, why did I bother with You...Infact why do I even give a shit about what you do anymore...Ive walked this fucking Earth with You for over one hundred years I've been your partner for over one hundred years, and you...you come here get all up in my shit and then you try to intimidate me' I said I was faced with silence which only hightend my annoyance And without thinking the last thing I ever expected myself to say left my lips.
'Release me' I demanded and this time he spun around looking at me as if I had slapped him, hell I wish I had- IF YOU CAN'T TRUST ME MORE THAN BOY SCOUT FUCKING BILL COMPTON THEN WHATS THE FUCKING POINT IN KEEPING ME AROUND?!...JUST SAY THE FUCKING WORDS ERIC...AND THEN WERE DONE HERE...' I screamed at him shocking myself, It was decided I would most defently not keep this baby now...I couldnt what kind of life would it have with us as it's parents like Eric would stick around anyway he would leave me to raise the little demon alone and when the time came, he or she would have questions about its father questions I couldn't even begin to answer, I swallowed hard practically visualizing it in my head, I had to somehow terminate this pregnancy and tonight. My maker continued to stare at me in stunned silence until this time I couldn't take it, II stalked away down the halls way then braced myself against the wall suddenly feeling all the adreniline drain from me and felt all my feelings kick start up again like a car engine, only this time amongst over things, I felt extreme nausea, 'Oh god' I said temporily forgetting that Eric was still stood in the bar less than a metre away from me. when I felt my stomach, going again I raced towards the ladies bathroom and within seconds I was before the toilet bringing up im sure a majorty of my gut's, I then shot up vamp speed locking the door to the ladies room, and then slid down it bringing it up to my legs up to my chest. and this time for the first time that night...despite my tears from earlier I really properly cried...
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