SOOKIE AND HADLEY: BLOOD SISTERS
Chapter Eleven, No Second Chance.
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Eric was crouched down holding my hand but looked torn, looked like he wanted to hunt down the person who shot me. "Don't you dare leave me, not bleeding all over the pavement...please," my eye's pleaded with him.
"Can we take her to your compound?" Eric barked.
"Yes, it's the least we can do," the King replied in a daze almost as if the words came out on auto pilot, "She smell's different," he licked his lips.
"SHE IS MINE," Eric snapped. That seems to snap Russell out of his blood induced trance. "Yes, yes... your quite right old chap."
Someone handed Eric a towel, he pressed it into my wounded. I gritted my teeth and whimpered. "Son of a bitch," I cursed under my breath.
Russell was on his phone. Eric scooped me up as if I was light as a feather. "Gun" my voice came out as a whisper. His eye's smiled but it didn't reach his mouth- funny it's usually the other way around. He help me get my gun, I held on to it like a life line in my lap. Just as the limo's pulled up, Betty Jo returned with sniper rifle in one hand and a dark haired man in the other. She looked scary as hell.
"Aww, shit Montgomery," I spoke recognising the man.
"You know this man?" Eric asked fangs bared.
"Yep. Why?... your small time everyone knows you can't shoot for shit, was it the money? I could have given it to you. Shit Montgomery, why?" I winced as I spoke. My mind reeling why someone myself and Hadley regarded as the closest thing we had as a friend. Why?
"Sookie it wasn't the money. For what it is worth I am sorry, but you and your sister came along danced all over our turf made fool's of all of us..."
"So what...it was revenge? I didn't figure you for the type," I spoke sadly, my breathing becoming more laboured. My body had broken out in a cold sweat.
"No, No... I guess I just wanted to be the one to take down the 'Angel of Death' you know be somebody, I got you though, didn't I?" he looked sheepish. I closed my eyes, behind my eye lids I seen all the times we had, had with Montgomery and his family. Like ghosts the memories flitted past my eye's.
Opening my eyes, "You are a dumb ass, you got me, but not good enough, only good enough count's... you know I am gonna break Hadley's heart- right? " a single tear spilled down my cheek.
"I Know," he whispered.
"Say hi to your Dad, for me."
He lifted his head looking straight at me, "but... my Dad's dead."
"I Know," then I pulled the trigger, because in my world you only get one chance. Eric looked stunned for a second before recovering, "Just get me out of here," then I turned burring my face into his chest and let the silent tears fall. Montgomery was/ had been one of the good guy's, strictly small time, old school him and his dad. His Dad died a few years back, leaving the pawn shop and hired muscle business to his son. They had been good to us.
The limo ride back to the compound was a blur, images of colour followed by period's of dark. My body was going into shock, a cold sweat covered my skin.
"It's going to be okay," Eric repeated to me during my lucid moments. I was laid on a bed in a big fancy bedroom.
"Sookie, can you hear me?" Eric spoke his face just above mine.
"Mmm."
"Is the bullet still in, do you know?" he inquired; he still held my hand although I was losing my grip. My body felt so cold.
I gulped my mouth so dry licking my lips, "Through...through and throu..."
"It's okay, Shhh. Ray don is going to seal your wound. Look at me Sookie, please let me have you, let me help you," I looked into his big blue eyes. I swallowed again, his eyes so pleading and I let the world turn hazy then black.
I woke up, disorientated a cool body pressed against mine. I reached under the pillow and was relieved to find my gun there. Bits and pieces images floated back to me. I had been shot, oh I had kill my friend Montgomery, ERIC.
"Eric," my voice squeaked out, past the dry lump in my throat.
"I am here, my lover," he gently spoke, brushing damp hair out of my face.
"Water," I swallowed out.
A glass appeared in front of me, Eric helped me to take a few sips. "Do you remember what happened?" he question.
"Ah huh,"
"Good, I want you to take some of my blood, leave in the morning, my Corvet is parked outside, I'll leave you the key's, your bag from the hotel is here in the room."
"Why?"
"Don't argue, please you need my blood to heal you and give you strength. Russell is refusing to let you stay with me during the day. You are a valuable asset Sookie, I don't trust the King not to be tempted. You more than proved your worth tonight. As well as a level of ruthlessness, that was much admired."
"Okay."
Eric gently lifted me, placing me against his chest. I noticed first he was naked apart from silk boxers. Then I noticed I only had panties on. My dress had been removed as it had a built in bra I was now braless-Great. Searing pain shot through my side and it pulled me out of caring about my modesty. Fuck, why do gun shots feel like they burn so much?
I heard a crunching noise, a bloody wrist was offered to me. I took deep pull's of the thick sweet blood into me. Eric whimpered, moved against my back I sucked down the blood with one last pull "Arrgh Fuck Sookie," I felt him come undone all over my back. Taking a Vampires blood must really do it for them, I thought.
I rested my head against his chest breathless, as his blood coursed through my veins. Eric nibbled the side of my neck. I gasped. I could feel the blood healing my wound, but the majority felt like it had pooled between my legs. Slowly, cautiously Eric lifted a hand to one of my breast and began to tease my nipple. Mmmm.
His other hand snaked down the front of my body before pausing on top of my Panties. He stroked my lace covered sex, till I was bucking against his hand. "Oh God," I breathlessly panted. Desperate for friction.
Eric's mouth found mine, he kissed me sweetly, tenderly like I was made of china and might break. "Mmm Sookie," he spoke into my mouth. My brain should have been saying 'No, not a good idea,' but the rational, thinking part of my brain had been kidnapped, gagged, tied to a chair and now watched helplessly. "Yes, Eric," I hissed his hand slipped under the soaking lace and his fingers breached my dripping core. I bucked against his long fingers as he worked in and out of me hitting my sweet spot. God he was good, thought my traitorous brain.
I bucked against his very talented hand, running my hands up and down his beautiful sculpted body. Mmm. He bent his head capturing one of my nipples in his mouth. Urgh. His hand pumping, thumb on my clit. Oh God.
Way in the distance I could hear tap, tap, tap. If it had not gotten louder I would have fucked Eric then and there in that bed. "Eric stop, STOP," I halted him. I listened. There it was again, I cast out my mental net. "There's a Vampire at the window," I whispered. Eric stiffened and looked to the window. I pulled the sheets over me, I moved away from him. We both needed to cool it, I thought my rational brain taking some control again. Eric lay back down running his hand through his hair, "Shit," he said looking to the ceiling- murderous. "Come in," he commanded. I jumped up from the bed putting some much needed distance between us, the bed sheets wrapped tightly round me.
A dark haired Vampire came through the window, he had perfect cupid bow lips. His shinny dark hair quaffed back.
"Holy cow!...he looks just like..." Eric moved in a blur covering my mouth. "Don't say it," he hissed.
Then he turned, to the dark haired Vamp, "Bubba, what are you doing here?" Eric asked in a pissed off tone, slowly releasing the hand on my mouth.
Bubba? He looks just like the King of rock and roll. "I am sorry Master Eric, I have failed," he looked so sad. His emotions where in plain sight, so different from other Vamp's. I'd just been cockblocked by the king of rock'n'roll- I laughed internally.
"Failed how? Bubba. What are you talking about?" Eric asked eyebrow cocked.
"I Failed Master Godric, he asked me to keep an eye on Miss Sookie and she got shot on my watch," he look forlorn.
I felt so sorry for him, "I am okay, see. No harm, no foul," I smiled at the strange Vamp with the famous face. Why would Godric send someone to look out for me and not even tell Eric?
His face lit up, "you really mean that?" he asked looking so hopeful, there was something so child like about this Vampire.
"Yeah, sure," I smiled at him. He smiled right back and then his face got a dark look, "Hey I thought you were Master Godric's girl, what are you doing bed with Master Eric?" his eyes narrowed.
"I am, but it's okay...Coz... you see..Erm... Eric was just looking after me like Godric asked him too," I cast Eric a look, hoping this Vampire was as mentally slow as he acted. Fumbling for words is not my usual style.
"Oh, Godric said you where his girl and a real lady. But what you were doing with Master Eric, wasn't very lady like."
"He said that, that I was his girl and I was a lady?" my voice small questioning, then I blushed as the last part sank in of what he had said. "Well may be it could just be our little secret, you know on the account of the whole me getting shot thing," I smiled encouragingly, while I blushed from my head to my toes.
"Okay, I think I could do that. You got any cat's?" he looked hopeful.
"Cats?" I repeated totally confused, "No, sorry I've got no cat's, I had one once," I whispered the last part as I remembered my uncle drowning my precious Tina in a fit of rage, to punish me. Tina had been a rescue cat, my Gran got her for me shortly after my family had perished. She had told me if I ever needed to talk, but found it too hard to speak to an adult I could tell Tina anything. I did. I did, I told that silly cat all my secrets, all my fears and all my angers. I was so very angry-why me? funny how your own mind can catch you unawares like that, take you to a dark rarely visited place in the blink of an eye.
Suddenly, huge tears rolled down my face, my knee's went from under me. I longed to see Bon Temps so badly the pain in my heart was physical. My thoughts turned darker, what if Montgomery had killed me? I would never have had the chance to make peace with my life in Bon Temps. Hadley would be all on her own. Oh Hadley. I wanted my sister. I sobbed, tired, emotionally worn out the flood gates opened. Ah shit.
Eric scooped me up, he spoke orders to Bubba, I am not sure what. He kissed my head, "I've got you, I've got you," he held me, shushed me and stroked my hair, till I fell asleep for the night. A black void of a sleep.
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