I am such a dumb-ass.

What the hell is wrong with me?

On the way over here on the plane, I fell asleep on Eric's shoulder and once or twice I caught him touching me. I saw him caressing the stray curls on my head, he even cuddled with me when Leo or I weren't looking. I knew what he was doing and yet as I laid there, I let it happen. It felt nice for once to be in the corpse's arms.

I woke up to being carried into a car, Leo and Eric were talking, but I was half asleep and so I didn't know what they were whispering about.

"We need to go to Lafayette's house," I told them as I woke up. "Right now."

Eric nodded reluctantly before giving the driver the address. "Why is that?"

"Because Sookie needs me. Remember?"

"Oh, yes, the deal we made-"

"YOU MADE," I corrected loudly. "You forced me to help her. I know maenads and all, me being a witch."

"You would've help her either way."

I rolled my eyes as Eric laughed when we pulled into the driveway. "Doesn't matter, corpse."

We arrived to find Sookie and Bill out on the porch waiting for us with an anxious looking Lafayette behind them. Oh, yeah, wow I totally forgot that he was Eric's prisoner. Stupid corpse, always ruining things.

I suddenly hit his arm and chest as hard as I could and Eric looked offended and confused.

"What was that for?"

"For being an idiot," I snapped angrily at him as we walked up the steps. "Sorry, Lafayette about what Eric did to you. Trust me if I had known, I would have beat the shit out of the corpse."

The anxiety that fell on Lafayette went slowly away as he looked me over. Then he smirked and nodded. "I think I am going to like you. Something tells me you're a whole bag of craziness wrapped up in a pretty young bottle."

"Basically, she's the Devil," Leo said. "Hey, just like mom!"

I glared at him. "I am not like that wretched old hag. I am way prettier and angrier. Thank you, Lafayette. That's probably the nicest description anyone has ever said about me."

Eric stared at me like I was a freak. "Like you could help it."

I stabbed a finger into his chest. "Pot meet kettle, corpse. You're more of an asshole than I am."

Leo nodded. "She's right. You both are the biggest dicks around here. When you two are around I like to call this time double D's because it's Double Dickery."

"Oh, that makes sense," Sookie gushed. "Her psycho matches his."

I crossed my arms over my chest, narrowing my eyes. "I am not like the corpse! I'm way better than him. I'm beautiful and he's fugly...A.K.A fucking ugly."

Eric shook his head. "You're just so bitter today. More than usual."

"Why I outta-"

"Don't!" Sookie yelled as she put herself between Eric and I when I made a move to strangle him. "Come inside already before you kill each other."

"I think that no one would honestly oppose to me killing Eric, Sook," I told her with genuine concern.

Lafayette smiled and added, "Hon, where have you been all my life? Finally someone to support my ways."

"I've been Eric's maid, cleaning his nasty-ass clothes and stuff," I shuddered in disgust.

As we went inside, I looked horrified as I saw Tara who was muttering something under her breath. She stopped as she saw me and her eyes were completely black.

"Wow," I whispered. "Your maenad did this. I can't believe it. Why didn't you let me come sooner? We saw the town on the way over here...Sookie, I don't think that this can be contained especially since if she literally has eyes everywhere."

I have to talk to this creature before I can strike. I need to find out more about her. I looked around and saw that no one was looking at me except for Leo. I backed away slowly from them and started to go to the back door. Leo didn't even stop me which meant that we had that awesome sibling telepathy thing going on now. Wait! Can Sookie read my mind? I need to ask her this shit one day. I mean seriously why hasn't she read my mind yet. Great! Now I'm a little offended by this.

OR maybe she has read my mind, found it beyond frightening and had to force herself to never step inside ever again…

Anyways, so here I am, two feet out the door...here it comes.

PLAN E HAS BEEN ACCOMPLISHED!

Plan E: Escape Eric's clutches by any means necessary(never by seduction obviously) and using any excuse possible to get away from him.

Hey, I may look comfortable around these corpses, but there is no way in hell that I am forgetting all about my escape plans A-Z. Now A-D are trashed and now I'm on to Plan E this time! Here I come, oh sweet freedom.

I gave my brother a silent wave before running over to Sookie's house to first confront the maenad who's now taken over her house.

(I thought you said that you teleported over there…)

(Hey, Sookie, get outta here! I already had Eric interrupted my story. MY story, you guys so keep your no good noses outta it!)

(But you're lying to them...you know, now that I think about it, I am very concerned about your relationship with God. I don't think, hon that He's gonna let you into heaven now since you're lying to people.)

(Fine! I wanted them to think that I actually fucking work out! God, now they know that I am as lazy as them probably. Happy?!"

(Very. Continue with the story then.)

As I used my power to teleport over to Sookie's house, I came upon the dreadful looking house. It had vines all over it, dirt was everywhere and there was this really big smelly thing on the front yard way taller than it should be. Meat was all over it with wood, sticks, and flowers. Oh and bones!

I walked up the steps and went inside, my hands balling into fists as I looked around. Her house was completely trashed with dirt and vines everywhere, I mean the place look horrible. It looked like something part of a garden house and the desert...or something dirty I don't know.

"Maenad! You get your bull-shit of an ass out here so I can kick it," I yelled out for her.

"Dear, no need to yell," a sweet voice said from above me. I turned around and gasped as I saw them. "We're right here."

"Dad?"

The maenad somehow had my father in her filthy clutches as they came down the stairs.

"How?" I squeaked out unintentionally.

"Easy really," she said with amusement. "Someone really doesn't like you. They called me and told me of your special abilities and that you would help the blonde girl with the glowing fingers destroy me. I thought that they were being ridiculous, but ever since I peeked inside of your father's mind...you are somewhat something to be feared of. Interesting little thing you are. So they told me that you would do just about anything for the ones you love. You love your father so here he is. Sorry about his face, he was very stubborn."

"I'll kill you," I heard him mutter to her as blood trickled down his face.

"And very rude too," she mused.

"Get your slimy and stinky bull hands off of him, you slutty pervert!"

She raised an eyebrow. "You can't your mouth from him I can see."

"You bet your old ass I do," I seethed. "But I get my ruthlessness from my bitch of a mother so I wouldn't cross me unless you want me to fry your ass like a Sunday night dinner."

She knitted her eyebrows in confusion. "You know, that really doesn't make any sense-"

"OH MY GOD," I snapped furiously at her. "It doesn't have to make sense as long as you get that I will burn you alive if you don't release my dad! God, you supes are always so literal about things!"

She smirked. "You're no witch...oh, you're an enchantress! How exciting!"

"What are you talking about, bull head?"

"Witches are often the balance of things, they often like to get in the middle of things because that's where they're supposed to be...they like it, they're do-gooders," she explained. "Your world confuses the two all the time. Enchantresses are much stronger than witches. They're real bitches too. You remember that story about the prince who became the beast, right? The enchantress cursed him. They like to curse people to make them see their wrongful ways which is you. You know, turns the arrogant prince into the frog yada yada. Witches are not that beautiful, but enchantresses are, which makes you definately an enchantress, sweetheart."

I gave her a dumb look. "I am not...I can't be...well, that explains the hatred I have for everyone."

"Whatever you say, Enchantress," she teased. "Anyways, I'll make you a deal since I heard that your family loves making those. If you promise to stay out of my business and this town, I'll let you and daddy dearest go."

I raised a curious eyebrow at her. "Really? Why?"

"Because I don't want you meddling in. I thought I already explained that to you. I don't like repeating myself."

"Fine. Whatever," I growled at them. "Now cough up my dad already, slut."

The maenad laughed and shoved him away from her and to me. I barely caught him by his arm as he almost fell on his butt. I held him close as I glared at her.

"Who was that called you?"

She shrugged as she put her hands on her hips. "Don't know. They called themselves your arch-nemesis or was your greatest enemy or maybe they said greatest adversary."

I didn't reply as my father and I started to walk away from her. I wish I could heal him, but I knew that I couldn't since I was still weak from healing Leo. When we were far enough from the house, I began to tell my father, "So did you get my email?"

He nodded weakly, the blood drying on his face. The crickets chirped, our feet made cracking noises as we walked, and the wind blew softly between the trees as I put his arm around my shoulder, holding him up.

"Thank you, sweetheart," he said softly. "It gave me hope. Reassured me."

"I'm surprised you didn't break sooner, but then again, you're more stubborn than I am," I replied happily. We laughed and my father kissed my temple, reminding me of when I was a little girl.

"So you're some kind of witch or something like her-"

"No," I snapped quickly. "I'm nothing like her. Besides, I'm an enchantress. Also, she can't be saved. Godric was missing, Dad. She did something, I know it then Leo was beaten to near death and thrown into our room. He said that it was Godric who did it and that he really enjoyed the cruelty."

"There are two Godrics. One of them is merciful and religious in some way. He's the moral one, that's the one you know," he explained breathlessly. "He believes in life. The one you don't know is something else entirely. He is someone you don't want yourself being in his line of sight. He's tenacious and when he wants something, he does more than just take...he completely destroys it. He's a horrible person. He enjoys breaking people. Remind you of someone?"

"Are you talking about Eric or Celeste?" I asked coldly, shockingly not liking the comparison to be for Eric.

He stared blankly. "Both. His lover and his child. He created Eric and made him like that. I'm surprised he hasn't shown you his true nature. Vampires are not delicate creatures! They can't be saved."

"I don't want to save the corpse," I grumbled out as he started to cough.

"Maybe not right now," he said boldly. "But someday, when the feelings you have are real to you."

"I don't have feelings for him-"

He rolled his eyes and pushed himself away from me. "Oh please, your email convicted every one of my fears about you being with him."

"I'm not with him. I didn't choose to be!" I yelled at him, wondering why everyone seemed to think that I was getting closer to Eric. "I was sold to him. I am his prisoner forever. My life belongs to him and I have been always trying to escape like now, but after I defeated that maenad, but my archnemesis got in the way and took you. We need to leave right now, Dad."

"He'll come after us and I don't know what he'll do," he responded worriedly. "He's almost like his maker."

"Did you meet Godric?"

"Not really, but we ran into each other. He's way I hate vampires because...listen, I don't want to get into it, but he was terrifying. Now you said that in your email-"

"Email?" A deep voice questioned from behind them in amusement though they both knew who that voice belonged to. "I guess this means a breach in contact."

We turned around and saw Eric standing a couple of feet away from us, my father's arms tightened around me a little protectively. My hand tightened around his as well because this was Eric that we were talking about. As Eric took a step closer to us with a cold expression on his face, I pointed my finger at him, warning, "Stay the fuck there, corpse or I'll put a hex on you."

Eric lifted a quizzical brow before smirking. "And here I thought that we'd grown closer...pity. Now time for the punishment for the deal has been broken. Though I'm surprised that either of you lasted this long."

"You think this is a joke," I questioned, disbelief in my voice. "Our lives aren't something for you to play with just because you're stronger and immortal because guess what, corpse, even immortals die. I'll make sure of it too."

"So young and bold too...but are you stupid?"

I growled. Wow, he's acting like a real bitch right now. Whatever I guess. I turned to my father. "And you thought that I had feelings for this stupid corpse, Dad! He's just like the rest of them."

"Don't," my father said in a panicked voice. "He'll kill you."

"He won't. He likes to take his time killing people," I reminded him.

"You owe me the money now," Eric continued.

"You bastard, you know we don't have that," my father hissed, sweat on his brow.

"We'll make do," I told him urgently and held his hand. "I have a job at the library. I got it while in Dallas. Like I said, I was planning this for a long time and you know me, I don't give up."

Eric snorted and smirked at me like he knew that I was lying. I hate that. God, I can't believe it...I let him fool me. He managed to trick me.

"Let's make a deal," Eric began to say which caused the both of us to give him a very cold look. "I'll forgive your offense if you give me the twenty thousand. Deal?"

"You son of a-" I began to growl furiously, but my father cut me off saying quickly, "Deal. Fine whatever just leave us alone after we give it to you alright. My daughter and I are done with this supernatural shit."

I agree.

Eric shrugged. "Fine."

My father gave him a nod and started to limp past Eric after telling me, "My car was just down the road when that thing caught me."

I moved to follow my father, but Eric's hand shot out and took my upper arm. He slowly leaned down and whispered in my ear causing chill to go up my spine, "Expect a late night visitor tonight."

I yanked my arm away angrily, glare at him, but I felt myself nodding Of course, he wants something else. I ran after my father and found him already in the car. I quickly got inside and as we drove back to my childhood home, the drive was completely silent. I just wanted to lay my head down as I felt another headache coming towards me. I knew that I needed to text Sookie before Eric told her that I was going to bail or something. I wasn't though since I was going to kill the maenad. I'll tell her tomorrow since I knew that she had Bill to protect her.

Why did he let me go? I think that he never really cared for me-not that I care anyways! I fucking knew it! It was all just a game to him! STUPID FUCKING CORPSE IS GONNA BITCH SLAPPED TONIGHT!

Ugh, he probably just did it to get inside of my pants. I'm such an idiot!

When we pulled up, I immediately got out of the car and went inside of the familiar dark house and went upstairs to my bedroom. I fell face-first on my flower covered bed sheets, clutching the pillow to my face, falling asleep.

I felt the cold breeze coming from the window. My eyes opened immediately, knowing that the window was never opened. I shot up in bed and the light came on. I nearly screamed as I saw Eric sitting in the corner of my room...and he was looking through my drawers!

I shot out of bed and pushed the drawer closed, nearly hitting his fingers. My eyes widened as he looked closely at a pair of black lace panties that I'd only worn once when I lost my virginity and never again.

"Mmmm, such a beautiful pair-"

"Hands off, corpse!"

I tried to take them from him, but he just smirked down at me and hid them in his jacket. I made a face. Ew, what a total weirdo he is.

"Why? Why are you here? I'm free of you."

Eric started to chuckle and shook his head before he grabbed my chin. "I never had any intention of letting you go...you'll always be mine. I know about your feelings, I can feel them-"

"How?" I questioned softly. "I never had your blood or Godric's, but I dreamt of you both. How is that possible?"

"I gave you my blood when you were sick," he confessed. "I thought that would be obvious by now. You're smart so I'm surprised you didn't figure it out."

"Oh my god," I whispered. "Eric-"

Eric kissed me passionately on the lips, grabbing my face as we collided with the dresser behind us. I was stunned, but the dream from a couple of nights ago filled my mind and body with this unfamiliar need. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he lifted me onto the dresser with my legs wrapped around his hips. I felt our tongues touched and twirled, doing all sorts of things.

I let out a soft moan when he started to suck my neck, I knew that it was his blood making me this way. But why? His blood should've been out of my system years ago. Why was I dreaming about Godric too? Could it be the bond Celeste created with Godric?

My mind became like a slushie when he started to pull my clothes off. I pulled down his jacket and kissed his neck and behind his ear impulsively.

I was in my white bra when he kissed between my breasts and then I heard someone muse, "Beautiful thing you created with Celeste, Don."

I gasped in shock and seemed to come back to the present especially realizing how caught up I became when Eric touched me. I pushed him away from me, covering myself with a blanket as we watched Godric come inside of my bedroom draped in black clothes with his hand around my father's neck. There were two holes in his neck that made my blood boil.

Godric seemed different as he gave me a fanged grin and his hair was slicked back. He had on a black V-neck shirt with black jeans and shoes. He looked like a brown-haired Eric honestly, kinda sexy-wait, what am I thinking?

"My son, I have returned. Finally. Did you miss me?"

Eric nodded. "Of course I did."

"I see that you are surviving."

"Godric," I warned. "Let him go. This isn't you."

He started to laugh. "This is the real me. I am Godric of Gaul. I don't need saving. Never had. I'm here for good. I lost my way, but Celeste managed to guide me back. Too bad about your friends in that little irrelevant town and the fact that you can't save them thanks to me. But I what can I say I want you all to myself."

Oh so he is the one who claimed himself to be my greatest enemy...what a weirdo, why does he already want to kill me?

"Godric please-"

"Begging me won't save him," he informed me. "I don't like beggars. I wish that he'd been more...delicious actually. I like children the best. They are much more satisfying to eat then humans over forty. I have a feeling that you taste much different than your father though. I can smell you from here and it's quite arousing."

I watched stunned as he threw my father to the side like a rag doll and sped over to me, but Eric stepped in the way and said sternly, "She is mine!"

Godric had an impassive expression as he kept on staring at me over Eric's shoulder, his eyes dead, but determined. It was so creepy that it actually started to terrify me. I was grateful that Eric was in front of me, Godric licked his lips.

When his fangs came out, Eric repeated calmly, "She. Is. Mine. Godric."

Godric then smirked and backed away, picking up my father and started to feed on him. Eric held me back as we watched him feed. My father was limp in his arms as he said, "So, I want the book that your brother gave you. Now or I'll kill your father."

"Fine," I snapped angrily. "It's at Eric's."

Godric smiled victoriously. "Good."

My father dropped to the ground like a sack of potatoes. Godric suddenly threw Eric away from me and I screamed when I saw him bite into his wrist and forced his blood into my mouth. Eric stood up and managed to pull Godric off of me. He leaned against the wall, licking the blood from my father away from his mouth still. Eric held me close to him protectively, I wiped away the sweet blood from my mouth furiously.

Godric stepped over my father's body and said to Eric, "What happened to you, my child? When I left, you didn't care for humans. There were nothing, but food and pleasure to you-to us. You're weak now. I'm disgusted at what you've become."

"I'm not weak."

"Prove it," he sneered with a smirk. "Let us ravish the both of them, feed and fuck them both. Kill the old man and have the witch whenever we want. However we want like in the beginning."

"Fuck you," I yelled at him. "I am not becoming your little fuckdoll, you sick corpse!"

"You have no choice actually-"

"No," Eric replied and the room was very silent.

Godric raised an eyebrow. "No? This is not a request, Eric. This is a command from your maker."

"You released me before you came back," Eric reminded him. "I am letting you go, but only because I know that if you stay here any longer than I will kill you for trying to take what is mine. Belle Marie Deveraux is mine! Stay the fuck away. I don't want to share her with anybody. Not even you."

Godric calmly adjusted Eric's collar and shirt when he came closer to us. "We'll see, my child."

Godric left the room in the blink of an eye and I went to my father as Eric ripped over his wrist and feed him his blood quickly.

I smoothed my father's hair as I told Eric, "Thank you. You didn't have to...thank you so much, Eric."

I leaned over and kissed his cheek, Eric teased, "All I get from that is a kiss on the cheek. I saved you from something horrible and all I get is that."

"Stupid corpse, how dare you," I gasped. "I let you do a lot of things to me before Godric came in here. I gave you tongue which I never do. Feel better?"

He shrugged and then sighed. "Maybe. I can tell you that it'll give me something to dream about later tonight...that is if you don't want to finish what we started."

My heart pounded in my chest as I shook. "No, that can't happen. It can't, Eric, because it wasn't really me. It was your stupid yucky old blood. When my father wakes up, can you make him forget about all of this? I don't want him to remember Godric saying those things because then he'll never forgive him."

"So Godric gets to be the good one and I have to be the bad one?"

I rolled my eyes. "Oh, that's your own fault, corpse. You did that all on your own, remember?"

"Fine, but I want a kiss from you."

"Nope."

"A minute long one too."

"Uh, how about no?"

"Forty seconds."

"As if. A lot can happen in just forty seconds. Five seconds."

"Thirty."

"Ten and it's a peck, no tongue action."

"Well, that's no fun."

"Oh, shut it corpse," I shot at him and kissed him quickly on the lips for more than ten seconds just to shut him the hell up. I like the way he tastes...that sounds super creepy.

"No, it doesn't," Eric muttered before grabbing me closer. "It's sexy."

"Nope," I immediately said once I felt his tongue and pushed myself away. "Keep everything inside, corpse. Tongue in mouth and dick in your pants at all times."

He smirked. "That was more than ten seconds."

I blinked.

"GOD, YOU'RE SO UNGRATEFUL CORPSE!"

TBC…

THANK YOU FOR THE REVIEWS, FOLLOWS, AND FAVORITES! So Godric is a really scary guy, I read in the book that he did like any gender and didn't mind children too so that was scaring for me so him suggesting to have sex with both Belle and Don which is the father's name was always supposed to be in there. A lot of fanfics always have Godric and Eric sharing the OC sometimes, or neither one of them want to share her. I feel that they wouldn't share Belle because one, she would never do that and rip their dicks off and two, their the alpha males in a way. But they did use to share once upon a time…

I kept on rewriting the Godric appearance because I wanted him to be very villainous and no, he won't be like Russell where he rips the spine on national television because that's not him. He likes playing with humans because of what they did to him when he was human which is why he hates him. Don has heard about Godric's old ways and he knows what he's dealing with.

Godric doesn't like Belle because she changes everyone around her and he can see that in Eric in a way which makes him mad. He's her "greatest enemy" for now at least. I just really want to get to Alcide and Russell because the wolves are entertaining and Belle's...well, you will have to wait to see what she decides to call them by. Witches=old hags, vampires=corpses…

So Belle is an enchantress and you'll learn more about that later, but just think of them as people who like serving justice to others. Like the whole eye for an eye thing. Beauty and the Beast, she turned him into a beast because he was rude, arrogant, selfish, and had no love. SO they like to change people for the better in a way...I could see Belle turning someone into a cat just because they put ketchup in her burger.

I hoped you liked this chapter.

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