Chapter 9
Here we go.
The next to the last chapter.
I hope that you enjoy.
As her fangs pierced my throat, the dagger that I'd held onto as tightly as possible, was piercing her cold, dead heart. And just as quickly as it began, it was over. The former queen of Oklahoma had exploded all over my pretty dress and the bites that she's so willingly gave to me; thus healing me instantly. Anyway, my dress was disgusting. It was now completely ruined. I knew that no amount of washing was going to get Freyda's remains from being embedded in the threads.
Felipe screamed, "No!"
Her henchmen began to approach me. They never made it. Eric blurred to where they were and when he did, I heard two loud pops. I knew that they were dead. I wiped the blood and guts from my face as I stood up; flinging blood and guts from arms and wiping them from the front of my dress. I kicked her shoes to the left of me and dress was balled up at the right of me.
"She ruins everything," I said. "Fucking bitch."
Russell stood in front of me and that asshole was smiling. "I should've known that this would happen. You've killed another vampire. How many does that make, Ms. Stackhouse … ten, twenty?"
I shrugged my shoulders and I pulled pieces of Freyda out of my hair. "I'm not exactly sure. It could be thirty."
Russell really began to laugh then. He shook his head as he looked at Stan. "Didn't I tell you that it's always entertaining when Ms. Stackhouse is around?"
Stan has slinked his way to where I was and stood extremely close to me and inhaled. His fangs snapped into place. "You are right, Russell." He let his fingers trail over my arm and said, "Doesn't she smell absolutely divine?" He then leaned forward and licked some of Freyda's blood from my face.
Ewww
He closed his eyes and moaned. "I can taste all of you, Ms. Stackhouse," he said. His eyes then popped open. "I can taste every inch of you. Are you free tonight?" He began to fidget with the front of his pants.
No.
Not going to happen.
"Not really," I replied. "But thanks for the offer?"
"Such a pity," he said as he licked me one more time before backing away from me.
I took that moment to look at Eric and I could see that he didn't like what Stan had done to me. It tickled me pink to know that he was jealous and that he still wants me. I wanted to tell him that I knew it but I held my tongue.
"Stan," Russell said. "I know that you would love to partake in the wares that Ms. Stackhouse has to offer but we must go. We have to meet with the council and let them know what has transpired here this evening."
Still eyeballing me, Stan said, "You are right. I think that we should be going. I don't believe that the Northman is willing to share his wife with me."
I smiled nervously at Stan as his lecherous eyes traveled over my body. That's when Felipe spoke up.
"You're not going anywhere," he exclaimed. "She just killed a queen; the queen of fucking Oklahoma. A human has killed her. We can't let her get away with this."
Russell and Stan just looked at each other. They looked as if they didn't know what Felipe was upset about or why. So, Pam decided to speak up.
"If I may," she began. "I'm assuming that they are going to report back to the council that Freyda attacked Sookie before she could hand Eric the dagger. Freyda committed a blood offense when she bit into the Sheriff's wife before the divorce was finalized. She didn't kill the queen out of malice. She was voicing her opinion; which you allowed her to do. She was within her right to protect herself. Am I not correct?" she asked.
"You are," the vampire kings answered simultaneously.
Pam then shrugged her shoulders and said, "So that's it. It's over."
Felipe still looked lost. I almost giggled. I'd never seen a vampire, outside of Bubba, look so simple.
Eric then decided to speak up. "She was attacked by the queen in front of you, my liege. Russell and Stan heard you confirm that Sookie is still under your protection. She will suffer no punishment for protecting herself and you, my king, have obtained another territory and you didn't have to do anything in order to get it. You now have more territories than any vampire in existence."
Felipe's posture suddenly changed. He didn't seem to be so concerned with Freyda's sudden death at the hands of a mere human anymore. He looked as if he was rather ecstatic about it. "The most territories," he repeated. "I have become quite rich, haven't I?" he asked no one in particular. He looked at the clock on the wall and nodded. "In less than two hours, I have claimed another territory. I've always wanted Oklahoma. There's a lot of potential there. That could be a prosperous state if in the right hands," he said as he looked at Eric.
"Quite," Eric said as he made his way to my side. "In your hands, I'm sure that Oklahoma will thrive beyond your wildest dreams."
"You are right," he said. He looked at Russell and Stan and said, "We must go. We need to call upon the council members as soon as possible. We need to let them know exactly what has happened. We must clear Ms. Stackhouse's name. Shall we?"
The vampires began to glide out of the bar but my high pitched "Wait!" stopped them. I ran to where they were and looked at Felipe. "What about the contract? He won't have to leave will he? Can he stay?"
Felipe looked at my bloodied clothes and body and nodded his head. "The contract is no longer valid since the queen is dead." He looked at Eric and said, "For now, he can stay. Don't leave the area. The council members may need to speak with you. Goodnight, Ms. Stackhouse and thank you." Seconds later, he, the other kings and their underlings were gone.
I looked down at my dress and said, "Well, it's really ruined. There's no amount of soaking in cold water that's going to get this blood out. I guess I'll head home and clean myself up unless there's a reason for me to stay a little longer."
Pam looked at me and then at Eric. Just as I was, she was waiting. Well, obviously we were going to have to wait all night long because he didn't say one word. He only stared at me.
Feeling awkward, I said, "I guess I'll be going."
He said nothing.
Pam turned to from Eric to me and said, "Goodnight, my friend. Be careful on the drive home."
I nodded to her and said, "I will."
When Eric said nothing, I turned to leave. And then something happened that I didn't expect. Pam hugged me; bloodied dress and body and all. She'd bloodied up her very expensive pantsuit hugging me. I'd never felt so privileged in all of my life.
"Thank you, Pam," I whispered as I returned her hug. I buried my face into her hair before kissing her cheek.
"No, thank you. You've saved us both," she said.
As soon as the hug was broken, I ran from the bar and to my car.
No one followed me.
I cried all the way home.
