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Chapter 12

Eric felt like the cat who got the cream. His wrist still remained against Lillie's mouth. He was determined to get as much of his blood into her as possible, to allow the bond to be a strong as possible.

Lillie kept her eyes shut as the blood poured into her mouth and down her throat. She was not expecting the overwhelming feeling which encased her whole body and mind. She slowly re-opened her eyes – they were much less sore. In fact, when she moved her legs they moved easier and she felt in a lot less pain. She was quickly aware that Eric was pressed against her and she could feel the bulge in his trousers pressed against her inner thigh. Suddenly, it was as if her body and mind was possessed – she lifted her legs and gripped them around Eric's waist. The bond was working. Eric released his grip on her wrists and she loosened her legs and began to sit up, now freely drinking from the blood source. Everything felt so damn good she thought.

Eric managed to prise her blood covered lips from his wrist and within moments his wrist was healed. He still retained his position over her. He watched as her tongue licked the blood from her lips. Would it be now? He wondered. Would she yield to him now? He had wanted her since the first moment he had laid his blue eyes on her. His blood was powerful, but he rarely parted with it.

"Eric, where are we?" Her voice asked, breaking his thoughts.

"You are in my home, on my bed". He replied, lifting his eyebrows seductively.

Lillie managed to pull herself up. She couldn't help but notice the blood which her clothes were saturated in, her bare legs and arms also.

Eric was disappointed and annoyed that she wasn't going to surrender herself to him, not tonight. But she had consumed a copious amount of his blood, which meant that the bond had been formed. He hoped that he wouldn't have to force her for sex. Sex was the only reason he could think of, as to why he felt such an attraction to her. He was sure that once he had had his way with her, the confusion he was experiencing for her would cease and life would be normal again for him and he would actually 'enjoy' drinking human blood again.

"Lie down, you need to rest". Eric said, as he moved next to her. She was shivering, so he pulled the sheet up, over her body. Lillie lay back down and fell onto her side – she did feel exhausted and far too tired to argue with Eric. As soon as he had pulled the sheet up over her, the darkness came quickly as she fell into a much needed sleep.

Eric lay next to Lillie for the remainder of the night. He discovered that watching Lillie sleep was quite fascinating. Her chest rising and falling as she breathed, the small murmurs that escaped from her every now and then. She was more than likely re-living the horrendous events from earlier.

Eric carefully stroked her bloody hair when the sounds came, and they stopped immediately. He hoped that his touch was removing the nightmares. He was just Thankful that no-one could see him right now, he would rather be staked to death than show that he actually had a softer side – the side that he had only discovered since he had met Lillie.

Lillie stretched her legs against the comfortable, smooth surface of the sheets and opened her eyes. As she began to focus on her surroundings, she was aware that the walls were white, a crisp, cool white. There was a window in the room but it was draped with black curtains. The clock on the white, night stand said 1.30. Lillie lay still for moment, she stretched herself again – she was lying in a double bed – Thankfully alone. The door to the room was on the left and was slightly open. She sat up slowly, her mind racing with all the previous events. She insisted on letting her mind to go back to how and where it had all begun. She had left Merlotte's and then as she made her way to her car that's when she had felt the excruciating pain in her back. She got out of the bed quickly and lifted her top up. With the pain that she had felt, the injuries left behind must be horrific! As she twisted her head to try and look at as much of her back as she could, she was more than a little surprised to see.......nothing – not even a bruise. Impossible! She thought. She was still wearing her bar uniform,minus her footwear.

As Lillie sat back down onto the bed, more confused than ever. It was then that she noticed something red with a note on the top, which was placed on the end of the bed. The red 'item' was a Fangtasia t-shirt – extra large and also a pair of men's black, boxer shorts. She retrieved the handwritten note on what felt like expensive paper.

"Lillie, I will talk to you when I rise at six thirty concerning last nights events. I have left clothes for you to change into. Please, feel free to use the en-suite. I have put some essentials in the kitchen. I ask one thing of you – Please do not attempt to leave my home. It is alarmed. Eric"

The note was short and to the point – very Eric, Lillie thought.

Again, questions clouded her mind. She hoped that a bath may help to relieve her mind and hopefully some of the tension that her body currently felt. She took the clothing with her, and opened the door next to the one which obviously led out of the room

Lillie was more than a little surprised to find the bathroom quite a large room. It was also decorated white – white walls and flooring with a huge stand alone bathtub in the centre. Lillie began to fill the bathtub, pouring in some of the clear, bath crystals which were placed on a table next to the tub. The aroma of clean linen enveloped both the room and Lillie herself. She closed the door and removed her clothes, well what was left of them anyway. She scanned her naked body in the full length mirror and was even more confused that there wasn't a scratch or bruise on her – that was damn near impossible, she thought. She couldn't wait for Eric to wake. She just hoped he would have all the answers to all the questions which she had.

After a long soak in the comfortable bathtub, Lillie dried herself and changed into the clothes that had been left for her. There wasn't a lot to put on but it covered her modesty. She let her hair dry naturally. She then left the safety of what she guessed was a guest bedroom and gingerly entered the hallway. There were five doors – all shut. A winding staircase was just to her left. Barefoot, she made her way down the red carpeted staircase. As she did so she studied a couple of paintings that were hung neatly on the walls. They were old and from an era long ago.

At the bottom of the stairs was a huge door, which was obviously the main entrance. Lillie did contemplate walking out of it and going home, but firstly, she hadn't a clue where she was, secondly, she had no money or any belongings on her for that matter and thirdly, Eric had asked her not to leave and if he had been the one who had something to do with her being absent of any injuries, then she owed him that.

Lillie turned left and found herself in the kitchen – a very modern one at that. Decorated in black and white and spotlessly clean. There was a round table in the centre – black wood with four chairs and a brown, cardboard box in the centre, with another handwritten note propped up against it. Lillie picked the note up – it was in the same scrawl as the note on the bed, and read;

"Lillie, here are a few essentials that I understand you humans may require – milk, tea, coffee and some sandwiches. Eric".

She just couldn't face food or drink, but did in the end manage to force some water down. She sat at the table for the remainder of the afternoon. She felt odd to know that Eric was somewhere in the house. She did wonder what would happen if she did snoop around and discover the vampires lifeless body during daylight, It would not be a sight that she favoured – nor Eric for that matter!

Instead, she sat still at the table, staring into space. Her mind still full of bewilderment. That's why she failed to hear Eric make his way over to her and she screamed and jumped up from the chair when he placed his huge, cold hand on her shoulder. She was more than a little relieved that the hand had belonged to Eric, although she was pissed that he had purposefully startled her.

"Eric, do you not think that I've been through enough?" She said, but he was too busy allowing his eyes to roam over her exposed legs.

"Mmmmm you look just edible". He smiled.

"Eric, what happened?"She asked, as she pulled the hem of the Fangtasia t-shirt down, hoping to stretch it to cover more of her shapely legs.

"What do you remember?" He asked, taking a seat at the table. Lillie joined him and sat back down on the chair which she had previously occupied.

"It's all muddled really, I was attacked as I got to my car".

Eric's tone of voice became evidentially quite ferocious.

"Do you know who by?" He asked, vehemently.

"No....I haven't a clue – there was more than one". She said, as she suddenly felt overwhelmed and impossible to hold tears back. Eric stood up and Lillie knew that he was both agitated and more than a little uncomfortable with her crying, but she could not prevent the tears from falling.

"Why would someone want to hurt me?"

"I'm guessing it's because of your association with me". The vampire was quick to reply.

"Sam found me didn't he?"

"Yes. He contacted me". Eric replied.

"Why would he do that? Why didn't he call 911?"

"Because Sam is knowledgeable on us".

"What does that mean?"

"It is information which we do not like known, so if you could please keep it to yourself". Eric continued and Lillie listened intently.

"Vampire blood has healing powers and a vampire of my age has 'very' healing blood".

It was then that Lillie began to experience flashbacks from her horrific night before. She stood up.

"Oh my God Eric!! I drank your blood didn't I?"

Eric sat back down and leaned back into the chair, folded his arms and gave that familiar smirk that Lillie was now well accustomed to.

"Yes and you enjoyed it"

Lillie put her hand over her mouth. Appalled with herself at what she had allowed Eric to do.

"Eric, please can you take me home? Or at least let me know where I am so that I can go home".

The Sheriff sat still for a few more moments. He had hoped that the bond would have begun by the time he rose, but sadly not. Oh well, he thought he had all the time in the World – it's a shame he didn't have the patience.

Eric stood up "Come on". He said and he led Lillie outside to his Corvette. She really didn't want to be in such close confinement with the vampire, but, unfortunately she had no choice if she wanted to go home. Eric's home was truly magnificent, a modern mansion. If she hadn't been so eager to get home she would have liked to have had a look around the house. With Eric being the age he was she guessed that he owned some pretty interesting items. Like her own home, Eric's was the only abode for miles. It was all trees and woodland – the perfect retreat for the Sheriff of Area 5.

With Eric's speedy driving he was soon pulling his classic car into Lillie's driveway. He turned the engine off as he pulled up outside her home.

"Thank You for saving me Eric". She said, unable to look him in the face.

"I will contact you later". He replied and with that she climbed out of his car and made her way to her front door, retrieving the spare key from under a garden ornament as she did so.