Chapter 10
Gran POV
"Yep, bye. Gran don't wait up" Sookie replied and left with the very beautiful woman called Pam. I still haven't decided if or when I will tell Sookie. Would she ever forgive me? I have never even told a sole about Fintan. He wasn't like any other man I had met and I do not regret what I did for one minute. I loved Earl but Fintan was my soul mate. In the very little time I saw him, it felt like I had known him for years. Each time he visited he had not changed and I grew older and older and it broke my heart. For him to see me like that… it was too painful. How long until Bill realises that Sookie is part fae? Fintan warned me of her heritage, saying that her blood draws vampires to her. I know I cannot trust Bill. The fae have always been very magical creatures according to the few I have encountered. After meeting the prince, Niall, he told me of a prophecy;
'He thee one that drains her dry
The one that is cold
Find the blonde,
The one that can fly,
It is for he who will break the hold.
The new beginning will come
And for that she will respond.'
His words still haunt my soul rocking my core. Bill will drain her dry. My Sookie. When I first heard the prophecy, I did not understand it, but now it is all clear. Bill will kill her, but Eric will save her. Sookie needs to run.
The sound of the phone ringing brought me out of my deep thoughts and I answered hoping that it wasn't a call from the hospital declaring my grand-daughter.
"Hello? Stackhouse Residence"
"Adele? It's Bartlett." The colour must have drained from my tired face. The man that touched an innocent girl, scaring her for life. Not only did she have to endure such acts, she heard everything he was thinking. My poor Sookie.
"Why are you calling me? You lost that right years ago." My heart started racing and I sat down on the stool by the phone, praying I don't die right here right now.
"I am unwell, please Adele, I do not wish to die knowing this is how we ended things. I am no longer in Louisiana; I am in Houston in Texas. Please Adele, you are my only family."
After all he has done how could I still feel this much pain? His death would hurt me, I cannot deny it. He is still my brother.
"Give me your address; I will set off as soon as I can."
Sookie POV
"Miss Stackhouse would you care to dance?" Giving me the boyish grin that I began to love so much, Eric extended his hand for me as I rose out of the seat. Having been at the club for over an hour, I must have had about 5 shots and I was most certainly drunk. I was really having a good time as I didn't really go out clubbing much because of my disability. As it turns out, Pam and Eric are party animals and have great sense of humour. Recently Pam and I had been trying to get Eric to spill the beans on what Bill's punishment was which resulted in Pam and I talking about dirty things to each other to try and grab Eric's attention. I never really let that side of me come out before but I actually like the dirty side to Sookie Stackhouse, it's good to let go and not give a damm about anything for a while.
The sound of the epic club song, Sexy bitch by the one and only David Guetta soon got me into the dancing mood and I swayed my hips closely to Eric who held onto them, moving with me.
She's nothing like a girl you've ever seen before
Nothing you can compare to your neighbourhood hoe
I'm trying to find the words to describe this girl
Without being disrespectful
Turning my back on the very large Viking, I rubbed my ass up and down his legs and he rubbed his hands over my sides. Damm I must be very drunk .
The way that booty moving i can't take no more
I have to stop what i'm doing so i can put on my clothes
I'm trying to find the words to describe this girl
Without being disrespectful
Damn girl
Damn Girl who's a sexy bitch, a sexy bitch, a sexy bitch
Damn Girl who's a sexy bitch, damn girl
Damn Girl who's a sexy bitch, a sexy bitch, a sexy bitch
Damn Girl who's a sexy bitch, damn girl
Yes i can see her
Cause every girl in here wanna be her
Oh she's a diva, feel the same and I wanna meet her
They say she Low down
It's just a rumour and i don't believe em'
They say she needs to slow down
The baddest thing around town
Doing very similar dance moves that I did with Pam; I closed my eyes and let my body do the talking. Eric was infact a really good dancer and soon the song came to an end and I found my body pressed up against his and our lips millimetres apart. His lips parted slightly as did mine and I closed my eyes waiting for the upcoming kiss. Lust I have never felt before soaked through me, I have never wanted to kiss a man so much in my life.
"Sookie!" Pam just had to ruin it.
Pam POV
Watching my master and Sookie dance was very entertaining, this evening I have grown even fonder of the telepath. They have flirted uncontrollably as if it comes natural to them both. It is looking like Sookie and Eric will definitely become an inseparable pair. And I'm surprisingly excited about it, it feels like she belongs with us. That is another thing, I feel. Yes she is very beautiful but strangely enough I do not wish to fuck her, only to be her best friend, the woman she turns to when she needs support or advice. I want to be her personal Dear Abby. Fuck. I am a vampire for Christ sake! A badass bitchy vampire and what do I want? To be a certain telepath's best buddy. Fuck my life.
Buzz
Sookie's phone. Best answer it, I do hate a ringing phone, it was very annoying when Eric kept ringing my phone earlier and now my tolerance for them has evaporated. Reaching into Sookie's bag I see the word 'Home' flash on the screen. Why is Mrs Stackhouse ringing her? It must be important. So I answer.
"Sookie's phone"
"Pam? Where is Sookie, I need to tell her something, it's very important." What was that tone in her voice? Fear.
"Mrs Stackhouse are you ok? She is dancing with Eric; I will get her now for you. What is wrong?"
"Don't worry dear I am fine, I just need to speak with Sookie"
"Sookie!" I yell. Well that wasn't something I was expecting to see quite so soon. I do know how to pick my moments. Before me, it what I believe the run up to a very passionate kiss. Master will not be pleased I interrupted.
Giving me the death stare, my eyes moved from Eric to Sookie who looked very drunk and very pissed. Not a good mixture.
"What is it Pam?" Sookie asked.
"Your Gran is on the phone, Sookie she sounds scared."
Eric POV.
Thanks a fucking lot Pam. Just when I was going to kiss the living shit out of her, Pam just had to interrupt. I guess it's better that she did otherwise I would have Clingy Compton talking his shit to me which would result in him losing some limbs. Even if that has been one of my vampire fantasies, to pull Bill apart limb by limb, Sookie would hate me for it which I most certainly do not wish.
As she takes the phone, I glide her back towards the booth we previously sat at and moved away with Pam to give her some privacy.
"Hmm I guess we can have a discussion now about how you got hold of my credit card. Care to explain Pamela?" Ha. I love my child but she is crafty, almost as crafty as I am.
"We needed new dresses for the ball."
"No, she needed new dresses, but you have over 150 dresses already and half of them you have not worn yet. Try again."
"Fine. I wanted a couple of new dresses, is that such a crime Eric?"
Instinctively I picked my child up and threw her over my shoulder and began carrying her back towards Sookie.
"ERIC PUT ME DOWN!" Pam started punching at my back. Oh Pam… you should know by now that it only encourages me more. Slapping her ass playfully I reach Sookie and I throw Pam back down onto the seat of the booth and she shoots me an evil glare. Then I notice it. Sookie.
Sookie POV.
"What is it Pam?" I asked.
"Your Gran is on the phone, Sookie she sounds scared."
Reaching for the phone I take it off Pam and press it to my ear as Eric leads me towards the booth. Once there, he leaves with Pam giving me privacy.
Putting the phone to my ear, I think of all the worst possible reasons for her call. Has something happened to her? Has something happened to Jason? Had she heard from Hadley?
"Gran?" I ask. Please let everything be alright!
"Sookie, I'm sorry for calling you on your night out." The fear behind her voice obviously concluded that everything wasn't alright.
"It's ok, what's happened? Is Jason ok?"
"He is fine dear, its Bartlett." My heart sunk and fear spread through out of me. Whatever affects all the alcohol had vanished as she spoke the name I hoped I would never hear again.
"What has he done?" I whispered. Thankfully the music wasn't loud in this part of the club and I was sure she could hear me clearly.
"Nothing that I know of, he called me up over an hour ago, he is sick Sookie. He's dying." The words she spoke were the words I had dreamt to hear throughout my childhood. I couldn't give a flying fuck if it wasn't very Christian of me. He molested me when I was my weakest and took advantage of that. He took my innocence and I will forever hate him for it. However actually hearing the words didn't heal the damage he has done.
"I-" I couldn't even finish my sentence.
"Sookie I need to go see him. I know what he did to you but he is still my brother, I couldn't bare it if he died before I could see him one last time. I will be on my way before you return, look after the house for me while I am gone? I am sure you will do me proud. I must go the cab is here, I am so sorry for leaving before I can see you. I love you"
"It's ok Gran, you be careful ok? Love you too" And just like that the phone went dead. I was so deep in thought that I didn't notice Eric and Pam returning.
"Sookie? What's happened?" Eric was knelt down beside me trying to find my eyes. Knowing that I would break down in tears if I saw him, I hid my face, fighting to hold back the tears.
"I will go get Sookie some water and us some true bloods" Pam muttered and I heard her walking away.
"Sookie look at me" Eric commanded sweetly tugging at my arm. I felt strangely naked, then I remembered. I was half naked. My top was so small! I should have listened to Gran about my choice of outfit. Too late now. Reluctantly I met Eric's eyes and tears fell down my cheeks. "Come on, I will take us somewhere private where we can talk" Pulling me to my feet, Eric held my hand and led me out back towards what I presumed were the offices. I couldn't be bothered to even intake my surroundings except from the fact that there was a very comfy deep blue leather sofa that I just sank into.
"What happened?"
"My Uncle Bartlett is dying, Gran has just left to go see him."
"Were you close?" Eric put his arm around my shoulders offering support and I automatically rested my head into the crane of his neck.
"No. I hate him so much" I sobbed.
"Then why is he worth your tears?"
"He… I can't tell you what he did but I have wanted him dead for so long but now that he is dying… I feel so much guilt. What if it's God answering my wish?"
"No. Sorry Sookie but you are wrong. This is none of your doing. In your own time, maybe you will come to trust me enough to tell me what he did. I promise you I will never judge you" Eric whispered and kissed my hair.
"Thank you" I whispered back. "I do trust you, but it is my burden to bear. Mine and mine alone" I sobbed.
"I know exactly what you mean, come on, let's get you home" Just like the other night Eric picked me up Bridal style and pressed my body against his and I snuggled my head into his chest and closed my eyes.
I wonder what Bill's punishment was and what he will think about the ball and Sookie smelling of Eric! Dum dum duuuuhhhh!