Quinn's POV
'Quinn...I'm not coming...I married Eric..'
'Sookie that isn't funny.'
'I'm not joking...I'm so sorry Quinn...'
I replayed the conversation over and over again...how could she do this to me...leave me at the alter for that disgusting corpse. A man who can't fulfill her need for children and a normal life. He couldn't give her what she wanted, long walks on the beach to watch the sun rise or picnics. What she really desired.
"Amelia."
He name left a bad taste in my mouth..my knuckles turned white as I gripped the steering wheel, she had been in my way so long. And now..she got her way...what she wanted all this time. Took my poor fragile Sookie out of my arms, taking advantage of her weak mind. She would pay for her trespasses. She would pay dearly. I warned her. I warned Sookie. I warned everyone. Sookie is mine...was mine...and if I couldn't have her no one would. She was too good for Eric. All he ever did was make her cry and break her heart, what kind of best friend was she.
Speeding down Hummingbird road, narrowly missing a dog, I whipped the car into her driveway, gravel spitting from under my tire. Clenching my jaw I got out slamming the door. Staring at the house, memories suddenly flooded into my head. Sookie sitting on the front porch sipping coffee, greeting me at the door, tanning out in the front yard, and always with a surprised smile. Shaking the memories from my head I started toward the door.
Knocking on the door I waited, impatience growing inside. She was taking too long. I knocked once more before remembering my key. I looked around inhaling, smelling the shampoo in the air, listening to the shower run. I closed the door softly. Time for a change in plans. Running my hand over my face I smiled a little bit and leaned against the wall waiting. As she, the talentless witch, descended the steps I looked at her.
"Shouldn't you be with Sookie? Getting ready."
"Uh yeah. Just getting a late start. you know women."
'Terrible liar.' "Of course I do. I wanted to see if I could give you a ride."
"You know you can't see the bride..."
"Ah its just a myth. I want to surprise her."
"Sorry Quinn..no can do."
I've lost my patience with her now. Growling internally I advanced towards her watching as she hit the wall finding no escape. The fear in her eyes gave me a sick pleasure.
I smiled dangerously, "I warned you."
"Quinn think about this...how did you get pass the..."
"Spells? I have a key. I was a welcomed person into this home. No spell can stop me."
"Quinn..."
"Shut up."
Before she could scream I hit her over the head knocking her out. No one cared about her, no one that was close enough to do anything. Or that was awake. Picking up her wet, limp body I carried her to the truck tossing her into the truck bed. Leaning on the back looking down at her I smiled a little bit touching her face and feeling the blood that dripped down her forehead.
"There are 150 places on the human body that can be punctured that will cause a slow painful death." I spoke adjusting the camera on the tripod looking through the lens before pressing record
.
"Where am I?"
"Not important. You won't be leaving. Not alive."
"Do you think you can get away with this?"
"Yes."
I walked behind her tightening the ropes on her wrist, listening to the bones crunch I was satisfied as I stood in front of her again. She sat there, naked and tied to a chair, her hair matted with dried blood and fear emitting from her eyes. Turning my hand into the tigers paw I walked up to her.
"We can make this very easy," I smiled, "Or you can resist and endure the same type of terrible pain you've caused me. This is your choice Amelia."
"Do your worse you psychopathic..."
I cut her words short as my claw slices her left cheek slowly. I looked in her eyes as I did so, I would be the last thing she saw before it was over. 'Maybe I should cut off her eyelids.'
"149 places left Amelia...where is she?"
"Make it 148."
She was headstrong...I hated that. Cutting her right cheek I smiled as tears went down her face.
'My husband...'
'My lover...'
The sounds of their "marital bliss" filled my head as I started slicing her face open, her screams echoing around the warehouse, my claws scraping down her arms. Blood pouring down the front of her body.
"TELL ME!"
"Make me..."
Watching the pain and smugness on her face and grab a needle pumping her with morphine. I needed to keep her alive. I dragged my claw down her arms again and growled when she screamed.
"Amelia...don't make me lose my temper."
"I think you already have."
I hit her in the mouth, teeth flying across the floor, I started to laugh uncontrollably. Leaning closely I spat on her. Turning I looked in the camera before going over and picking it up. Walking up I zoomed in I dragged my already blood soaked left claw over her breast and zoomed into the wound.
"All for you Sookie Northman...see what you've done...first your grandma and now Amelia."
"Don't listen to him Sookie." She was weakening.
"Who told you to talk?"
Sitting the camera back in its placed I dug my claws into her thighs until I felt bone.
"Tell me where she is...NOW!" I screamed head butting her so violent that blood started to drip down my head.
"I'll never betray Sookie."
"I'll set you fire."
"Do your worse...I love Sookie...nothing will change that."
"As you wish."
Ramming my right paw into her chest I watched her eyes go dim, I gripped her heart letting it explode in my heads and my other paw into her stomach. Standing there I jerked back still holding her heart in hand I dropped it. How would I make all that money back? The wedding, the house, the honeymoon, the queen. How would I get out of her debt now...how can this happen...what will I tell my sister? The questions raced through my head as blood dripped off my now human hands. Going over to the camera I knelt down and stared in the lens smiling. I started to laugh deeply and loudly looking over my shoulder at Amelia.
"Come on Witch we have one more stop...oh nothing to say?"
Walking over I moved her head towards the camera and moved her mouth, "Oh where are going?"Fantasies."
"Oh lovely."
I laughed untying her.
"Oh Quinn you're so hilarious..." I spoke to myself as I went to the turn off the camera.
Riding down the road I listened to a favorite tune of mine on the radio. Oddly enough it fit so perfectly that the lyrics made me smile.
I can't escape myself
So many times I've lied
But there's still rage inside
Somebody get me through this nightmare
I can't control myself
So what if you can see the darkest side of me
No one will ever change this animal I have become
Help me believe it's not the real me
Somebody help me tame this animal I have become
Stopping in the empty parking lot I got out grabbing Amelia out the bed of the truck and put her on my shoulder, blood dripping down my back. Going around back I sat her down leaning her back against the door. Dropping the video on her lap, I turned my left hand into a claw thinking of the Batman comics I loved as a youth. I cut a smile in her face. Kissing her forehead I got back in the truck.
"One more stop."
This animal, this animal
This animal, this animal
This animal, this animal
This animal
******Disclaimer*******
All characters belong to Ms. Charlaine Harris. Story is mine; based loosely off of True Blood and The Sookie Stackhouse series. Song, Animal is property of Three Days Grace.