Do Not Deny Me, Lover
Previously in DNDML
"Sookie, there is someone her to see you," He spoke in a voice you would use to speak to a child frightened of a new friend. Perhaps that is what he thought the situation called for. Nevertheless I still didn't appreciate him speaking to me that way. "Someone who has trespasses in my house to come rescue you."
I was longing to run into his arms. I was so unobservant that I almost tripped over the items thrown a strew in their haste.
"Sookie"
When I heard the voice, I stopped.
I didn't have to look to know.
I didn't want to see that he had betrayed me.
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Sookie's PoV
I didn't even have to stare, and I couldn't believe it. I could not allow myself to think he would send someone else and not come himself.
"Pam, where is Eric?" I could barely speak the few words I did.
I faced her, waiting for her signature look. Boredom was always the base. Then being in the presence of Bill Compton, hatred. This time tough, something different crossed her face when I looked up.
Empathy.
Her eyes spoke for her.
I knew they crossed my neck and saw the scarred flesh. They were not clean bites, but rips. His blood had barely healed them. It shows a lot.
The scars not only show on my skin but on my heart.
Bill, however, showed no emotion. Nothing except for a slight narrowing of the eyes. He gestured towards the door then continued on to speaking. "I must leave now. I have matters to attend to. Please, do not feel obliged to stay here, feel free to roam about, tour the house if you wish. I have no problem with anything." The moment he finished he was off.
Pam turned to me, answering my question. "Eric is" She paused for a while "Preoccupied at the moment. He wanted…"
Eric is too preoccupied? He is? I'm stuck in this hellhole. Bill is keeping me hostage and Eric is probably back to fucking all the sluts at Fangtasia."
"Shut up! I am trying to tell you he's already here. He wanted to come but Bill was waiting. He had me come up here and explain to you what's going on. If you would fucking listen instead of rambling off you would know Compton is trying to make a deal with Eric."
I am taken aback by her words. "Why didn't he come here himself?"
"Bill's guards won't let him." It makes more sense as to why there are no guards when I was walking around. "Compton's got some plan in place and you and Eric are a part of it. He wants to work out an agreement pertaining to you." She made a face and her posture continued to stay laid back.
I paused wondering how Eric was 'being held captive' when Pam answered for me. "Bill acquired guards twice as old as Eric when he became king."
As I took all of this in Pam started walking around. I noticed she still had on the pink pumps and overly girly dress she usually wears. Somehow I knew she came voluntarily and not as Eric asked.
She stopped and gave a soft shiver. Presumably from Eric calling her and not the cold weather.
"Where is Eric now?" I should have asked this before instead of making accusations. She led me upstairs and to an office-like turn off. Though you could tell it was professional it was not cheerful. There were many paintings on the wall. Depictions of war and fights among men stood out amidst them.
I had a feeling those were foreshadowing the next events.
A/N Hello! I decided since I was mean and didn't get to updating when I promised I would post another chapter. Short but interesting as my Beta said.
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