Great. He never said what to wear. I frowned at the clothes set on my bed. Music startled me from my focus.
"Godric!" I cry happily into the phone as I put it on speaker phone.
"Kathy."
"Why are you calling so early?"
My eyes flick to the simple white sundress. Maybe…?
"I am calling to inform you that I will be out of town for the next week or so."
I frown at the phone, outfit forgotten as I focus on the device. "But, Godric, you told me you would be here to-" I put a hand to my mouth, biting my emotions back
"My child will be there to watch over you."
"I do not want him!" I snarl. Shock at my own emotion filled me. "I'm sorry, Godric!" I cry quickly. "I'm just-" I cover my face as I sit on the bed, trying to control myself as my lights flicker for a moment. "I don't feel right with him knowing."
"He doesn't know." I can hear him shifting in his seat. "I have only asked him to watch over you."
"You will hurry back?"
"I will."
I smile at my lap. "You'll feed daily?"
"Yes, Katherine. I will 'eat' every day." He gives a chuckle. "Do not spend too much time alone, Kathy. Don't stray."
"Sure thing, Gloomy bear."
I sat there for a long moment after he hung up, staring at it as if it would tell all. Eventually I got up and pulled on some clothes. Shortly after dressing there was a knock at my door. I didn't bother looking as I continued to try and pin the hair from my face.
"Come in, Eric!" I call from the bathroom.
I heard the door open and close, I didn't hear him moving but I guess he was looking over my place. I leaned into the mirror, softly biting my lip in focus.
"I was under the impression that you would be ready."
"You never said to be ready. Besides, you did not state what kind of attire I should wear."
He leaned on the door frame, looking over the outfit. I had only my tight jeans and a low cut, lacy camisole on. He was smirking as I glanced at him.
"I planned on wearing a shirt over this," I state while capping the liquid shadow.
"You are fine now," he says as I brush by him to my room.
He followed, looking over the small twin sized bed against the wall and the beat up dresser. I smile as I look over my room, closet open to show most of it was all clothes Pam had bought me for work. It was clear I didn't wear them outside of work. I held out a pretty white blouse to Eric, a tag from a thrift store still hung on it.
"I found it the other day," I state happily, pulling the tag and putting it on.
Eric frowned at me as he looked over the place. "Godric lets you live like this?" He had a look that was disgusted, with my home.
I frown, hip cocking out, shirt hanging open. "Excuse me?"
"You live in poverty. Do I not pay you enough?"
His eyes weighed heavy on mine. The light flickered as I bit my anger back. "I do not see the need for such questions, Eric. I pay my bills. I go to work. I have clean clothes. I do not miss meals."
He said nothing, look pointed. I huff as I look away. "I'm saving money," I mutter while buttoning my shirt. "I wish to see my sister soon and I plan on having her out over a period of time. To do so I must save in order to buy her tickets to and from here and have enough money to spoil her while she is here. It's nothing big. Besides, I am happy with my home. I bought it all with my hard earned money and I see no point in expensive things when I can find things I like for less."
I flash a shy smile as I face him, pulling on a wig of brown hair. "Let's go. Before I change my mind and decide to go to Merlotte's."
"As you wish," he says with a flourish toward the door.
I grabbed my keys and stuffed my things I would need in my pockets. He had his car parked up front. I bounced down the stairs, smiling as I went. A wave at my neighbor from down stairs as Eric was suddenly at the car and holding a door open for me.
I said nothing as I buckled up and watched the scenery as he drove. It ended when we pulled up to his bar. I frown at him, looking at the packed lot and bouncer at the door.
"This will only take a moment," he says as he opens my door, lightly taking my arm to lift me from the seat so I didn't step in the puddle in front of my door.
I sigh and roll my eyes as we cross the lot and push around the bouncer. Girls cried out at him as they saw him. The door shut the sound of them out, but not the music or the crowd inside the bar.
Pam was beside us as Eric stopped, looking at his throne. I couldn't see over people, smiling at Ginger as I spotted her. I waved happily, before looking up at Pam with a warm smile.
"Pam," I say in a greeting, noting the look she gave me as Eric vanished.
"I didn't know you wore make up."
I beam at her. "First time I've worn it without help from somebody." I stick my thumbs in my pockets as I smile with pride. "When are you going to give me those beauty tips you promised?"
She smirks, twirling a lock of the hair from the wig. "How about this weekend?"
I pause, mouth open to answer but something wasn't right. My head whipped to the side, near the throne. My mouth stayed open as I gasped, hand shaking as I felt it. How? Little warning was given as I screamed out, all of the power in the building flickering as I struck the wall hard.
A female vampire hissed as the power flickered on, people leaving quickly. Eric had his fangs out with Pam by him. I gasped for breath, skin sizzling around where her bracelet touched me.
The red headed vampire kept me pinned against the wall, feet dangling. Her eyes flicked over me as she smelled the air around me. My power was lightly making crackling noises, but unable to be used as she kept the bracelet against my skin. My skin flickered, flaring to life with its own light, my true self was showing as I let out gasps for air and pain. My eyes were flashing, looking at her, lost as to what to do. It hurt so much. My skin around the bracelet was turning grey.
"Where did you find this?" the female asks as she looks me over, as if not understanding that I was really here. "Do you have any idea how rare she is?"
"Excuse me, your highness?" Eric was confused. His fangs were down as he looked over at me, my hands hanging at my sides, afraid to touch her arm.
She dropped me without a word, slamming her heel down on my arm. I screamed out at the pain of her almost crushing my bone.
"They are quick little things, you must hold on to them," she says as she looks at her wrist, pulling off her bracelet. "One moment."
I shriek at the top of my lungs, the bulb over me exploding. The bracelet was placed on my chest, the blouse ripped open along with the cami to expose my white lace bra. The skin on my neck was still dark, not glowing as the rest of my skin.
"AISH! LEVIT! CRO CRO ZEHB!" I shrill, body arching with the pain of it. I was unable to touch it, practically paralyzed. She stepped back, staying over me as she fixed her clothes as if this was nothing. I cry, tears streaming down my cheeks.
"English," she says with a kick at my leg.
I cried out, hands clawing at the floor. "P-Plea-" I broke off, gasping harder for air as the skin around the bracelet, already grey, seemed to spread.
"You didn't know?" the female over me asks, looking to Eric.
"I knew only that she was different."
"She doesn't smell of you. Why has she not been bound?" She frowned down at me. She squatted, reaching toward my face.
"Cro!"
She lightly swatted my face, reaching out and ripping the wig from my head. Her eyes took in the hair bound to my head. My jerking was slowed, the grey spread under the clothes now, fully to my chin.
"Who is her owner?" the female asks as she pulls her bracelet back.
I lay on the floor, still gasping for air, eyes pleading as they looked toward Eric. Eric looked at me as if he would a painting at a museum. Pathetic pained noises escaped my lips.
"Godric."
She frowns at Eric. "Has he no idea as to what she is?"
I gasp out for air, hand slowly reaching for her.
"Please," I gasp out. My voice sounded like I had been inhaling smoke for far too long, almost inhuman. She frowned down at me.
"Godric," I beg.
"What of him?"
My hand reaching for her leg was snatched up. I hung half in the air by my arm in her grasp, like a rag doll. My body was too weak to fight. A loud moan escaped me as her fangs sunk into my flesh. My body arched, eyes shut tight as the pleasured moan came louder. She dropped me quickly, panting as if it was hard to pull away.
I could feel the shame flooding me as I curled upon myself.
"Please," I whimper. "No more."
She frowned at me, licking her lips. "Give her to me."
"She is not mine to give, my queen," Eric says as he steps over to stand closer to me.
Her eyes flashed as she looked at him. "Where is Godric?"
"Away on business."
I reached out, hand grasping for Eric's leg.
"Pardon my asking, but what exactly is she?"
The Queen sniffs the air as if it was the best smell ever. "Anything but human." Her hand snapped out, dragging me up. I was unable to stand, her grip on my arm, bruising, the only thing keeping me from the floor. Her other arm held my arm out toward Eric.
"Have you not tasted her?" His look was answer enough. "Do it."
He snatched up my wrist, her bite not healed. He frowned, looking at my face then. My eyes were glazed, the glow of my skin faint. His tongue licked at the blood that slowly ran from the wound. The grip on my arm tightened, a growl coming from him. His eyes were closed, basking in the taste.
The Queen let me go, smirking at Eric. My knees hit the ground, body limp as Eric's hold on my wrist kept me partially up, but my head smacked his knees.
"C-cr…."
"Are there more of her?" the Queen asks, leaning toward Eric.
"No." He looked at the wall, not looking at the form that slumped against him. She had fainted. Eric's phone was going crazy.
In the whole mess they had not noticed the calls to the woman in question's phone. They had just started on his end.
"Answer it. I will come back to get her another time," the Queen says with a sneer at Eric. "Don't let her get away."
"Of course, my Queen," Eric says with a bow of his head.
She was gone quickly. Pam came to stand by her maker, looking down at the female that had worked for them for a while now.
"I'll move her," Pam says as she crouches to crab her.
Chow stood at the bar, having remained unmoving the whole time. Eric held his phone as it started again.
"Yes," Eric answers as he holds the phone to his ear, eyes watching Pam carry Kathy to his office.