Wow…..lots of reviews and love for that last chapter. Thank you! I hope that it continues…
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The sweet taste of the blood flowing down her throat was almost enough for Pam to ignore her thoughts, and she heard Celia sigh as she relaxed against the couch gently. Her hair was in Pam's hair, stroking it as the vampire fed, and Pam finally allowed her logic to step into the situation as she slowly pilled away. Celia yanked her hand away and Pam slowly raised her blue eyes to Celia's hurt brown ones as she rested her chin softly on her flat stomach with a long sigh. "You…..you don't want me." Celia said slowly, as tears filled her eyes. She had been so certain that the vampire was finally going to turn her so they could be together forever, and Celia felt her heart breaking as she blinked.
"That is not it, Celia." Pam said, trying to gather her thoughts. "I…..I fear that it is too soon. You're so young and you have just started living this life you have now. I don't want to take away your future-" Pam stared as Celia moved herself back with a firm push of her hands and sat up.
"Why bother talking about it at all?" Celia asked angrily, wiping the tears away that slid down her cheeks. "I told you I don't want a family! I could not have that without…..them around to see it. It would never be what it was supposed to be, Pam. I love you now. You're my family…..but you don't want me to be yours." Celia stood and disappeared down the hallway as Pam felt her pain slice through her.
"Fuck me." Pam said, regretting her choice. She stood to go and get her when Celia appeared again in the pair of jeans Pam knew was folded up on the dressed and a thin henley. "What are you doing?" The girl had her purse and keys, and she slid her feet into a pair of black ballet flats that she dropped onto the floor.
"I am getting the….fuck out of here." Celia said, slowly and forcefully. "I need to take a drive and think. I need to be away from you."
"I still want you, baby. I just got scared." Pam assured her, trying to look into Celia's face as the brown eyes avoided her gaze.
"Don't think you are going to glamour me into staying and pretending everything is fine. You were close, Pam, and you pulled away from me. I was willing to give you all of me." Celia told her, shooting her a quick glare before the turned to go to the front door. "Don't follow me. I will be home…..later."
"Celia….." Pam watched as she left, hearing the slam of the door echo through the all too quiet house. She didn't expect Celia to be that mad. Hurt yes, but Pam had her reasons that Celia did not understand. She did need to be at her strongest and ready, but she was so young. She had just gotten out of hell and Pam didn't want her to regret changing later when she realized what she could have had. Pam was scared to be a maker as well. Celia had displayed a violence and a darkness, and nobody could predict how that would play into her transition into a vampire. Pam could not tell her most of why she didn't change her, and she sank to the ground and closed her eyes. "I love you." Pam whispered, feeling empty as she sat, In her past, she had been happy to see a pet go so she could be on her own and free to do as she wanted. This was different, and she felt ripped apart and vulnerable.
Celia pulled onto the street with the music loud, and she stopped as she decided what to do. She craved a drink to take the edge off, and she knew that no one would serve her. She could go see Sookie, but she was going to the next day anyway. "I have no damn friends." Celia said slowly, and wiped her cheeks again. Pam had hurt her so much when she pulled away. Celia had felt her heart rush as she realized that Pam was not going to stop, and she smiled widely as she felt herself relax completely before the vampire. Pam was all that Celia wanted, and all that she needed. Why was she so reluctant to give Celia the immortality that she loved so much herself? What part of Celia didn't Pam love that much?
"I am just a child to her. She probably just wanted to sleep with me for awhile." Celia said to herself, hearing a horn behind her as she jumped. She looked at the dark street and turned to head towards the bar, realizing they would close soon. Dara always had something to drink, and Celia really wanted to be numb herself at that moment. She drove to the bar as she continued to cry, and parked where Pam had been earlier that night. She got out and waved to the vampire at the door with a wan smile, and entered the crowded room. Dara was dancing, and she raised as eyebrow at Celia as she did some impossible move that made Celia shake her head. Celia felt another pair of eyes on her, and she reluctantly turned her face towards Eric. He was staring at her, and she sighed as he beckoned her. Celia walked up to him, sharing a glance with the dancer as she shrugged slowly. "Eric….."
"Why is my child hurting to badly?" Eric asked her gently, and Celia stared at the floor. "Why are you hurting so badly?" His hand slid under her chin and lifted her eyes to his as she felt more tears. "Let's talk in private." He took her hand and led her to his office, closing the door behind them and gesturing to the couch. Celia sat with a long sigh and he took the seat next to her. He was intimidating, and she frowned as she turned her face slightly away. "I sent you home to spend some time together. What went wrong?"
"She was there….she was drinking from me. I felt her go longer than ever before and I was so happy. I was finally going to be hers." Celia said, and blinked her tear filled eyes. "Then she pulled away from me. She just looked at me with those beautiful blue eyes and I knew that she didn't want me. I had to get out of there for awhile."
"You think she does not want you?" Eric asked slowly, and she bit her lip and nodded. "Quite the contrary. I have never seen Pam the way…the way that she is with you. She has had pets in the past, but you are much more. I do think that she wants to stay with you. :
"Why did she stop?" Celia asked him, turning to look at him. She faced him on the couch as she pulled her knees up, and he regarded her quietly for a long moment. She looked like the young woman that she was, with her eyes puffy and red. Both Eric and Pam knew what she was capable of, and the idea of her as a vampire both exhilarated him and concerned him. She did need to be stronger and somehow more in control.
"Pam is worried about your youth, and your humanity. I know that to be true, Celia. " Eric began, and she frowned. "There was no question with her. She was young as you are, but more than ready to enter the then brutal world of being immortal. Pam thrived on it, and she still had that part of her. You….are such a wide eyed and innocent girl that needs to live. She is afraid to be your maker in some ways. To go from lover to maker and mother in one transition…..it is a lot to think about. Think about her." Lover indeed. He could smell it all over her, and he sniffed gently as she looked at the floor again.
"Will she ever do it?" Celia asked, and Eric watched as her eyes turned to him. "If it had been you that found me on the steps that night, would you have turned me? Would you have drained me that night?" He had considered it more than once when they met. Would he have taken her as a lover as his child did? Would he have grown to care for her like Pam did now? Would he have just drained her and ended her misery? Eric could not say for sure. Pam had been the one to find her and she was now deeply rooted to this girl. "Will you turn me?" Eric heard the words clearly, and he stared at her with surprised eyes.
"Celia, I cannot. Pam is meant to do it, and she will when you are both ready." Eric answered quickly, not allowing himself to consider the taste of her blood as he took her life. He knew that she would be beautiful in immortality as well as she was in life, and her eyes showed disappointment all over again. "You know we would never hear the end of it."
"That is true." Celia said slowly, and closed her eyes. Had she been hasty with her lover? Either way, she needed to decompress. "Can I have a drink here?"
"What do you think?" Eric asked her with a chuckle, and she sighed.
"Fine then. I am going to hang out with Dara when she is done here. I cannot go home right now…I will call someone for a ride when I want to come home." Celia said, and glanced at his disapproving look. "I know how she feels about her, Eric. She is my only friend aside from Sookie, and I am seeing her tomorrow. I don't want to look into her eyes tonight and see the pain. I only hope tomorrow goes better."
"Sookie and I have talked and we are fine. She understands that it was a break. You have no reason to worry." Eric assured her, and she nodded. They heard the music stop out in the bar, and she looked at him for a long moment.
"I will be fine. I want to be human and have some drinks with a friend. I am not going to sob on her shoulder about what happened, but I do want to loosen up. Tell Pam I will call her later if you speak to her."
"Be careful." Eric warned her, and she smiled and nodded. She headed out to talk to Dare after quickly cleaning herself up and he leaned his head into his hands. If Pam hesitated, he may end up turning Celia. She was a valuable asset to their immortal family, and he knew Pam would feel terrible if she ended up losing her. He hoped that she would get whatever it is out of her system tonight and return to Pam, knowing his child was sitting home tearing herself up over that one reluctant moment. He stood and started to go into the bar, feeling that she should not be leaving with Dara. He saw the front door close and walked outside to see them getting into their cars, and he watched them leave with a feeling of dread.
Dara had agreed with a look of curiosity in her eyes when Celia suggested some drinks. It was not like her, and she seemed to really need to loosen up. They drove to her house with the dancer in the lead, and Celia followed her with a thoughtful frown on her face. She knew that Pam was worried, and it started to eat away at her. Celia was surprised that she was not there to collect her and take her home, as well as the fact that Eric had so easily let her walk out. They pulled into the driveway of Dara's duplex and parked, and Celia grabbed her purse. "So are you okay?" Dara asked as they walked to the door.
"Sure. Just needed some friend time." Celia replied, and Dara stared at her.
"You were crying earlier." Dara said, tucking a strand of Celia's hair behind her ear as she met her gaze. "He…helped? Is it Pam?"
"She can be intense and does not let me drink. I want a drink." Celia said, grinning as Dara opened her door. They walked inside and Celia thumbed through her dvd's as the other woman went to get some wine.
"Are you hungry?" Dara called from the kitchen, and Celia remembered her date with a small smile.
"No, thanks. We did dinner." Celia told her, and Dara emerged with two glasses of wine.
"I am going to change. Will be right back." Dara told her, since she had only pulled on a small dress over the thong and barely there bra that she wore. She went into her bedroom, raising an eyebrow as she chose some cotton shorts and a thin tee shirt. A romantic dinner date and now Celia was here looking to drink some demons away? Dara changed and walked back into the living room slowly to see Celia pouring herself another glass in the kitchen. She glanced at her and then the movies scattered on the table, picking one leisurely and holding it up. "In the mood to laugh?"
"Sure." Celia replied, her cheeks flushed from the wine. She came into the living room holding the bottle, and Dara put the dvd in. They settled on the couch comfortably, and Celia drank steadily as she laughed and commented on the movie.
"You're going to get drunk." Dara noted, remembering how angry Pam was before even as she looked at Celia's shimmering eyes.
"I know. I will get a ride home." Celia told her, taking another sip of wine. "I am allowed to have some fun."
"Of course." Dara agreed, still curious. "Did you fight?"
"A….little. I don't want to talk about it." Celia said, staring at the TV. They watched the movie until it ended and Celia asked Dara if she had anything else.
"More? I guess we could do some shots." Dara said thoughtfully, surprised at the request. They went into the kitchen and she pulled down her good vodka, and Celia tipped the liquor back. She loved the lemon flavour of it, and poured herself another. She was soon very intoxicated, and Dara drank some to catch up. Celia was cute when she was drunk. She was giggly and so childlike and she fell back onto the couch. Dara turned on the TV to a music channel and flopped next to her, letting the vodka take her over. She forgot about the threat of Pam and of losing anything that she had now due to Celia. She only wanted to laugh and when Celia said something ridiculous about the song playing, she did. Dara didn't have a lot of friends herself due to circumstances in her life, and she was enjoying this. She looked over at the girl and saw that Celia had a tear sliding down her cheek. "Are you okay?" Dara asked her, reaching over to brush her cheek gently.
"I'm….fine." Celia replied, and looked into Dara's eyes. Her mind was fuzzy and she thought somewhere in the back of her mind that she should call someone for something. Her eyes fluttered and she felt the hand on her cheek slide into her hair, and then warm breath against her lips. Lips brushed against hers, and she struggled to figure out who it was, where she was. The next kiss was harder, and she tilted her head in confusion at the contact. Where were the cold lips that she was used to? The tongue that slipped between her lips was warm, and she hummed with the touch as she gave in to it.
"You're so beautiful." The voice whispered to her as the lips claimed hers again, and she thought she felt a hand slide down her shoulder as she struggled with what was happening.
"Pam." Celia whispered, and they both jumped as the door was thrown open.
"Get your fucking hands off of her, you useless whore." Pam was staring at Dara as the girls blinked, Celia still very close to her.
"She came here. She drank all on her own." Dara defended herself, as Pam flew across the room and yanked her painfully away from Celia and onto the hard floor as she yelped.
"I warned you about this last time. She is fucking wasted and you wanted to fuck her." Pam accused her, straddling her on the floor as she circled her throat with strong fingers. "She is mine to touch and mine only. I want you out of her life and out of my bar."
"I'm sorry. It just happened…..she was crying." Dara stammered, tears sliding down her cheeks. "What did you do to make her come here like this?"
"Fuck you. You don't know anything about us." Pam glanced up at Celia, crying and shaking on the couch as she watched the scene. "I don't want to see you again." Pam stood and walked over to Celia, meeting her eyes. "Come home with me, sweet girl."
"She didn't want to be with you tonight, Pam. She needed a friend." Dara said, watching as Celia stared up at Pam. "Let her make the choice. Maybe she wants someone else now."
"I allowed her the time she asked for. You are the one that took advantage of her….state that she is in. Such an easy lay, Dara? I don't want to see you again." Pam told her coldly, holding out her hand to Celia. "Come on, Celia."
Celia stood, staring only at Pam as she did. Dara sat up slowly, hurting slightly as she moved. Pam had not hurt her as bad as she could have, but the vampire had used every bit of willpower not to snap her neck right there. "You won't hurt me?" Celia asked her in a whisper, still fuzzy.
"Never again, sweetie. Never again." Pam assured her, looking at her tearful mess of a pet. She was drunk to the point of sloppy, and he face was splotched from crying. Pam would love to blame Dara for it, but she knew that she was the cause. She had wrecked her lover that night. Pam tossed a warning glare at Dara before she collected Celia's purse and led her to her car by the hand. Eric had called to let her know that was where Celia was, and Pam had fought not going after her right away. She thought it might be best to let her have some time, but once her emotions came through as being so jumbled….Pam could not wait. She had suspected what was happening, and seeing Dara so close to her lover had made her rage spike tgo a dangerous level. Pam knew she had to get out of there before someone got hurt, or Celia saw more than she needed to. There had been plenty of vicious revenge that did not haunt her. They got to the car and Pam watched her get in as her phone rang in the pocket of her jeans.
Pam glanced at the screen and rolled her eyes as she answered. "I do hope that we do not have to dispose of any bodies." Eric said dryly, and she smirked. He had felt what she had.
"No, but we need a new dancer for good this time. The bitch was trying to fuck Celia." Pam told him, and narrowed her eyes. "If I see her again, I will drain her whore ass."
"How is Celia?" Eric asked, and Pam heard the genuine concern in his voice.
"Drunk. Crying." Pam said, her own emotions rising again as she remembered what had happened that night. "I wrecked her. I really made her think that I don't want her, didn't I?" She knew basically what had been said earlier that night between Celia and Eric, and it bothered her that Celia would ask him to turn her. She seemed to really want it, but it was between her and Pam. "I am going to take her home and get her to bed. "
"Try to give her some blood. It could help. Take her out tomorrow night, since we are closed. Talk to her." Eric suggested, and she nodded slowly.
"I will. I don't want to lose her." Pam said, and hung up. She had just gotten into the car when Celia opened the passenger door and started to throw up. Pam wrinkled her face as she looked over, and got out to walk around to the other side. She supported Celia with one arm and held back her messy hair with the other, and quietly let the woman empty the contents of her stomach. Once she was done, she started to cry again and Pam smoothed her hair back from her face. "It's OK, Celia. I am going to take you home and run a bath and you'll be fine." Pam felt moisture in her own eyes as she looked at her, hating herself for taking things so far. "Will you be OK getting home?"
"Yes." Celia whispered, and Pam settled her onto the seat before pressing her lips to Celia's hair. "I'm sorry, Pam. I am sorry you had to see me like this."
"I did it to you, baby. I won't take that chance again." Pam assured her, and blinked as a red tear slid down her cheek. "No more doing this to yourself. I love you too much."
"Of course, Pam. I love you." Celia murmured, leaning back in the seat. Pam drove slower than her usual speed, leaving the mess behind for Dara. She pulled into their driveway and parked gently, sliding her hands through Celia's hair to bring the dozing girl back to life.
"I'll help you." Pam told her, and Celia slid out of the car and against the vampire as she slid an arm tightly around her. She walked her to their bed and went to get her some water, and Celia blinked in the room as she sat by herself. The night was fuzzy after getting to Dara's, but she remembered lots of drinking and maybe a movie. She knew there was music and then Pam had shown up. She was angry but the memory faded as Celia took a deep breath. Pam came in with a cold bottle of water, and a damp cloth. She sat down by Celia and held it to her forehead as she lifted her wrist to her fangs. "I want you to drink from me. I think it could help." She tore it open and held it over Celia's lips, and she quietly complied. She wanted to feel better. "Want to take a bath? Relax with me?"
Celia nodded and Pam walked into the bathroom as Celia took a long sip of water. She was feeling more together by the time it was ready, and she eased herself out of her clothes and into the water slowly after brushing her teeth and rinsing off her face. She faced Pam in the warm water and closed her eyes as she rested her head on Pam's shoulder. Tears slid down her cheeks and she draped one arm around Pam's neck and slid the other down her side in the water. "I don't want to lose you." Celia whispered, feeling the discomfort lessen as she relaxed.
"You're not. I am sorry for what happened tonight. I should not have….I do want to turn you. I do. I want to give it some time so you can enjoy what human life has to offer you, aside from nights like tonight." Pam assured her gently, parting her legs so Celia could sink between them. "I don't want you to try to destroy yourself like that."
"I didn't want to feel anymore." Celia admitted, and sighed softly. "I won't do it again. Promise." Celia remembered Pam's angry words. ""Not with her. You told her to stay away." The kiss entered her memory and she cringed against Pam. "Oh, god. I didn't want that from her."
"I know. She did…..she probably has for a long time. I think she understands just how I feel about it. " Pam told Celia dryly, and stroked her back slowly down her spine. "You're beautiful and others will want you, but you are mine."
"I know." Celia said with a smile, pressing her lips against Pam's skin. "I don't want anyone but you." Her lips and hand found Pam's breast at the same time, and she cupped it as she flicked her with her tongue eagerly. She smiled at Pam's low moan and kissed it slowly, drawing her between her lips. Pam slid a hand into her hair as she smiled, and soon she was lifting Celia's face to hers.
"Kiss me." Pam told her, and Celia slid her feet over Pam's thighs as she complied. Pam's mouth captured hers eagerly and they both deepened it at the same time. This was familiar to Celia….this was home. She met Pam's tongue happily with her own, and moaned against her as a hand slipped over her breast. They ended up pressed together with their fingers pumping inside each other as they kissed, and Celia bucked against Pam as she felt herself close to her climax. They both cried out with their joint release, and it echoed through the bathroom as Celia slumped against Pam with a big smile.
"I love you, Pam." Celia said, and Pam kissed her slowly.
"I love you, baby." They pressed together, their lips locked one more time as Celia slid her arms around her neck. She pressed her lower body against Pam, ready for another round as she felt desire surge through her again.
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So are y'all OK with this chapter? I know I might have led you on in the earlier one, but I had to! I want to go there, but not quite yet. Review for me like you did before. It made my…life, not just my day. Thanks so much for the support. XOXO