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Sookie might be down for the count, but never out. :)
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Sookie's POV
Waking up I yawned, and smelled fresh coffee near my nose.
I turned over and rubbed the sleep out of my eyes; I must be dreaming because I was in my own bed. The room was filled with my possessions; even the paint matched bedroom. My HP computer was sitting on my desk. Everything around me looked freshly cleaned and polished.
I was in a large room with frosted windows that looked as thick as cinder blocks. I thumped the wall behind me, it was white panels, like my real bedroom, but the sound behind the wall was metal. The only significant difference was this room was larger than my real bedroom.
I was startled by a middle aged man opening the door, he was carrying a tray of food. "Good morning Sookie, sorry to wake you so early for breakfast, my name's Bill."
I glared at the dark haired man. I suppose you could say he's handsome in a hot soccer dad way. However his southern accent grated my ears, it sounded old as dirt. Well he's vampire, there's no telling when he was born in the south, his accent could be pre civil war.
I was determined to find out as much information as I could from Bill. It might help me escape if he let slip something important. I reluctantly sat at the table, my stomach was rumbling but I didn't touch the food. They likely tampered with it, they were criminals after all.
Bill smiled at me ignoring my scowl,
"In my day we didn't waste food. I promise it's not poisoned, if someone wished to harm you we had all night to do so. I cooked this myself."
Logically eating the food made little sense, it could be drugged despite what Bill said. However he was correct about one thing, if they wanted to kill me they could've done so in my sleep.
I wanted to refuse the food, but they'd likely force feed me instead, Bill clearly didn't intend to leave until I ate. For now I'll eat reluctantly while I worked out how to escape.
I looked at the plate of cheesy rice, steak, grilled red tomatoes, and strawberries. I was pleased it was rice not Grits, I may be from the south but I always hated Grits. They tasted like hard little bullets no matter who made them. I washed it down with chilled tomato juice.
"Just because I'm eating the meal don't get the idea I'm ready to join your cult Bill."
Bill looked at me shaking his head, "Nobody will harm you here. You're our guest."
I shrugged pointing to the locked door,
"Guests have keys to their room. I'm a prisoner. Don't try and '1984' me into believing the sky is brown and the moons made of cheese. I'm still living firmly in reality. I'm being held hostage and you won't let me leave."
Bill sighed looking at me sadly,
"I'm just a cook; I'm not holding anything but my grandmother's recipe book. I only came to make sure you're eating because I know how you feel Sookie. When I was in the army Sabastian captured me for my culinary skills, I've been with him ever since."
I looked at the man. He looked so sad, but his eyes lit up every time I took a bite. I don't know why I cared if he was happy that I ate, but strangely I did. Well if he's not leaving until I clean my plate I might as well pick his brain for information about this place.
"When did Sebastian capture you Bill?"
Bill looked pleased that I cared to ask about him,
"It was the revolution war, and I was cooking for generals on the battle front. Sabastian heard of my skills and requested his nephew turned me to feed his human staff. It wasn't my choice to be turned, however I've not been treated badly here."
I saw a red tear leave his face before he wiped it away discreetly,
"I'm all alone however. My Maker was killed by a pair of blood thirsty vampires years ago. She was trying to save me from them. When Sabastian heard you're friends with them I begged him to save you. Godric and Eric killed my Maker for no reason other than target practice. In those days vampires did as they pleased."
I glared at him, surely he didn't think I was dumb as a sack of hair when it came to his boss,
"Sabastian chucked me out of a window and took off, did you think I'd forget that Bill? You're trying to tell me he's protecting me?"
Bill shook his head looking embarrassed,
"That was business, Sookie. When Sebastian told me about you and your friendship with Eric and Godric I was horrified. How much do you really know them? Sookie use your head, both are thousands of years old, what do you think they did before law and order reigned?"
He carried on ignoring my outraged look,
"Eric sees innocent girls like you as a prize, nothing more. You're just another virginal notch on his bedpost. Once he's seduced you then the challenge is over and he'll dump you. Sookie your a sweet girl, you deserve so much better then a thousand year old playboy."
I felt this pressure in my head, as he words started to burrow into my mind, Bill was wrong about Eric; he truly likes me it's not an act. I may be young but I wasn't a fool, I didn't trust Bill's motives. Nobody who works for Sebastian is trustworthy.
Bill lifted my chin forcing me to meet his eyes,
"Sookie, Eric is over 1,500 years old; do you really think you're the first girl he's seduced? Once he's done with you he'll toss you over to Godric like a used tissue. I'm sure you've read about Eric's sex life? He gets around."
I grew up seeing pictures of Eric dating a princess one week a supermodel the next, none of them lasted more than a month. I didn't care because our relationship was real. In fact, Eric has tried to slow things down. However I couldn't ignore the dark thoughts entering my mind.
I refused to answer and ate my meal in silence. I was grateful that I can't be glamoured. Not that it mattered, Bill managed to shake my confidence anyway. I wished his words didn't affect me, but they did.
After finishing my meal Bill took my empty tray away. He left behind the tomato juice and a jug of iced water for later.
"I'm sorry I won't be here for your lunch Sookie, it's almost sun up, I must go to rest. If you need anything please ask for Bill."
I gave him an uneasy smile and sat on my bed before diving for my computer. I sighed after a few minutes. "Yep computer scrubbed of anything that might help me, and its internet free."
I closed my eyes trying to feel Godric and Eric in our bond. They were so far away I could only detect they were alive.
"Please find me, I know he's lying, I trust you both" I whispered to myself. The dark thoughts kept pushing at my mind despite my best efforts.