"You let him glamour me, didn't you?" My father asked angrily when I came down the stairs.

I should tell him the truth…

"Eric forced me to!" I lied, oh I am so going to hell now for sure. Eh, whatever, I'm sure that Satan and I will have tons of fun...then again, I'll probably piss him off by calling him double horned poopy head.

Well if Eric doesn't hate me by now then I'm sure I'll survive!

"I didn't have a choice," I lied to him. I so had a choice, but he didn't have to know that. "Eric controlled me-"

"Oh, please," my father scoffed. "You can make anyone do anything. You have that way with people."

Do I? Well, I'm gonna have to try that out on someone sometime. Maybe Pam or Jason...I'll try Jason first since he's an easy level and then I'll go to Pam since she'll be a difficult level. Yeah, that's what I'll do. It's been about two days since I last seen Eric, I needed a break from all that drama going on with Godric and the rest of them.

I spent those two days with my father the entire time and we made up for months of lost time between us. I felt happy because everything that we did was completely normal. I felt normal for once-OH GOD WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME?! OH NO, I'M TURNING INTO SOOKIE!

My father put his hand on my shoulder, drawing me out of my thoughts. "Are you okay? You look very very terrified."

"I think I'm becoming like Sookie," I whispered, holding my chest. "We need to get rid of her. Now."

"Hey, y'all," Sookie greeted as she came in like she lived here. Does she? Wow, I need to get my head checked again. But not by some quack of a doctor.

"SOOKIE, GET OUT," I yelled at her, pointing to the door she came in through. "YOU'RE RUINING MY LIFE!"

"Excuse me?"

"Oh, jeez, don't be rude to your only friend," my father advised, but it went through one ear and out the other as usual with parents.

"Yeah, you heard me, blondie," I scoffed. "You've twisted me up. I want a normal life now because of you with stupid things like washing clothes an-and cleaning things! I don't clean things! I'm not good at cleaning! Ask Eric, he'll vouch for me. You know I was perfectly fine before I met you. I hated the world and liked being weird."

Sookie smiled. "I'm not sorry that you're becoming a better person and not some mean old grouch because of me."

I scoffed again and crossed my arms over my chest. "Whatever so what happened to Maryann? Eric tried calling me which I ignored. He sent me a text demanding to go with him to see some queen named Sophia-Marie or something."

Sookie chuckled. "Her name's Sophie-Anne, B."

"B?" I questioned. "That's my new nickname?"

Sookie nodded enthusiastically. "Yup. I like it, B, it suits you."

We laughed and then she went into the story of how they defeated Maryanna. I told her all about Godric which horrified her and she admitted that she thought that she saw him watching my house when she drove by last night to see if I was home.

"I swear that Godric is not only freaky, but he's kind of a pervert. Not those sexy, smooth ones too...the nasty ones that give you the creeps which makes you question every guy on the entire planet," I told her.

Sookie nodded. "I have had some of those. Why do you think I swore off men for a while? Their minds are just too disgusting sometimes."

"I wish I knew what Eric was thinking," I said when I knew my dad was out of the kitchen. "I mean he's an enigma."

"And when did you start thinking about Eric," Sookie asked curiously, staring at me.

"Never," I said quickly. "Don't be gross."

"Eric asked you to meet the queen, B. The queen's kind of a big deal around here, Bill told me this when he went to see her."

I waved her off. "Oh please, he probably just wanted somebody to wash his clothes and boss around. 'Cause if he didn't then I guess the world would just stop spinning."

"So have you come up with the twenty thousand yet?"

I shook my head. "I'm looking for a job too. We're pulling money from everywhere."

"Merlotte's," Sookie said as if that was the answer to everything. "Work there. Then I take you to work and take you home. We can work the same shifts. Sam already agreed to it before he left."

"Sam barely knows me," I reminded her. "So how is that possible?"

"Sam's real good at telling who's good and who's bad. I made a good impression for you too. You had experience with Eric so that was a bonus for you. It would do you good, Belle, make your own money," Sookie advised me, putting her hand on my forearm. "Oh, fudge, I've got to get going."

"What's going on?"

"Bill's taking me out to somewhere special. He even bought me a dress and everything," Sookie explained with excitement.

"Well, bye, Sook."

"See you, B," she said as she rushed out the door.

It was only a couple of minutes before sunset so I had a few minutes to spare before Eric tried calling me again. I swear! That stupid corpse won't leave me alone! I'm fine for God's sake! Though I'm kind of afraid since Godric can enter my house, but don't worry because the next time I see that boy, I will rescind that fucking invitation so fast that his head will spin off his shoulders.

I cleaned and dried the dishes, putting everything away when my phone started to ring. Eric's name popped up on the screen and I rolled my eyes before slyly turning it off thus ignoring him.

I heard banging on the front door in the next moment and I rolled my eyes before I opened the door and saw Eric standing on the front porch. I went outside, closing the door behind me.

"What are you doing here?"

"You didn't answer any of my calls."

"I know. You're getting clingy and it's annoying me," I joked with a smirk.

"I was...I thought Godric got to you," Eric replied. "We need to talk."

"No we don't."

"We have to talk. You're avoiding me and have been for two days," Eric informed me.

"Oh please, I'm not. Why would I be, corpse?"

"Come. We need to talk in private," Eric said with determination before he pulled me to him suddenly and we were off into the sky with the wind rushing against my face.

"STUPID CORPSE!" I screamed at the top of my lungs at him then in an instant we were on the ground.

He smirked down at me, who was still wrapped up in his arms. I glared up at him as he teased, "Having fun?"

"You know I feel calling you a stupid corpse is not having as much of an effect as it should on you," I explained. "But you are...YOU ARE A DUMB-ASS CORPSE!"

Eric smiled and set me down on my feet and I followed the bastard into the club and down to the basement which was just as gloomy as I remembered it. I tapped my foot on the ground and grimaced.

"How did you get this fucking floor dirty again? Do you remember how long it took me to do this? There were a lot of horrible stains on there that I should have never ever known about," I explained to him. "Ever!"

Eric pushed one of the chains aside and gave me a sexy smirk. "We should really talk about our kiss and what would've happened if we were interrupted."

"By your sick maker, remember?" Eric gave me a disapproving look. "Don't you look at me like that. I have every reason to be this way. The sick corpse wanted to practically have a gangbang with my father and I. That's wrong because no one should see my father naked. No one would want to too."

"I agree," Eric said and-HOLY FUCK HOW DID HE GET SO CLOSE TO ME!

I was backed slowly into the wall, trying not to think about how dirty it probably was since no one cleans anything around here. Eric started to kiss my collarbone after he moved the string of my pink lace camisole top that Sookie gave me off of my shoulder.

"It'll be fun," he murmured against my skin. "You'll enjoy it."

I should've said something like, Hey get the fuck off of me, you pervert! NO, it wouldn't be fun and I definitely won't enjoy it.

But I got horny and hot...so I said this instead.

"Whatever you want," I whispered. "Just keep on kissing me."

I felt hot and cold all at the same time as Eric kept on planting kisses all over my body. He playfully bit one of my clothed nipples before lifting up the helm of my top and kissing my stomach.

"You have a scar," he said softly. "It looks like a heart. Full life of love perhaps?"

I chuckled breathlessly. "That's ironic...since I don't believe in love."

Eric somehow got my shirt and pants off. I don't know what it was about him that made me want to jump his bones already. I never had this reaction towards him before and now I'm officially worried. I don't get it. I think it's his blood that's controlling me somehow.

Eric bit my ear and kissed behind it, reminding of what I did to him a couple of nights ago. I pulled off his jacket and shirt, running my hands all around him. I admired his body and how freaking gorgeous he was. Though I wouldn't admit this aloud of course since Eric will hold it over my head forever.

I don't know what I was doing, but my body had a mind of its own as I pushed him into the other pillar and kissed down his body. His chest hair tickled my cheek and I started to unbuckle his pants. His ran his hands through my curls and started to pull down my panties, biting my butt cheek.

I yelped as he stuffed his face between my legs and moving me into the chains.

"No chains," I warned him. "Seriously, I'm not into that BDSM shit. I know you are, but I'm not, corpse. This is just sex by the way...a one time deal that I know will get me a front row seat in hell."

Eric nodded and I pulled on his hair tightly until he said, "Fine. No bondage."

"And?"

"No dominance or submissive," he said in disappointment.

"Good, you've got BDS, but you're forgetting the M, weirdo!"

"And masochism," he replied.

"Corpse, you're forgetting about the other two!" I yelled at him. "Discipline and sadism. I don't do that crap."

Eric scowled. "You want me to go vanilla? What about handcuffs?"

"I'm not like that Rihanna song called S&M, you know? Chains and whips don't excite me at all, corpse!"

"Spanking?"

"Oh my god," I pushed him away and started to put on my clothes. "Look, I think that before we have sex, we need to draw up some kind of rule book here."

Eric groaned and leaned against the pillar, the bulge in his pants becoming bigger. "Well, that's no fun."

"Your fault," I reminded him and led him upstairs. "Now let's draw up a contact for us to have sex. Oh my God, I turned into you. God, I'm Sookie too. Eric, what's wrong with me?!"

As we passed Pam in the hallway, she chuckled. "Oh, goodie, so are we finally talking about your problems? Let's see, there's your hair, your clothes-I mean I could make you better only if you let me get my hands on that mane you call your hairstyle."

"Back away, slut," I roared at her and held a pencil at her. "Or I will stake your pink ass."

"What the hell is a pencil doing in here, Eric?" Pam asked with her hands on her hips. "We forbid them for a reason. Wood meet vampire. No thank you."

I laughed. "That's true. Ginger!"

Ginger came running out and I pointed the pencil in her face. "What the fuck, Ginger ale? This could kill them. It's a work hazard, buddy so pull your shit together! Come on, Ginger, I've been gone for only a couple of weeks. I'm disappointed. Get out of my sight."

"I'm sorry," she begged. "Sorry again, Miss Belle. I'll do better I promise."

She ran off and they all stared at me. I shrugged. "What? I run the show when you two idiots are gone. I'm like their God-aw, wait, did you actually think that they were scared of you? That's so sweet. No, corpses, they're scared of me over here."

Pam smiled and said, "Well, that explains a lot actually since everyone's been in such a good mood lately. Where are you all headed anyways? Did you guys almost have sex then Eric screwed it up somehow?"

"Yeah, how did you know?"

"It tends to happen very often," Pam informed me. "So what happened?"

"We're here to draw up a contract since I have to make sure that Eric doesn't pull any BDSM crap on me again like he almost did downstairs."

"Well, vanilla is no fun. Nothing like a little slapping and bondage will help you come faster and for multiple times."

"Ew, stop it."

"So you're finally giving it up, huh?" Pam teased. "Aw, isn't that sweet? Eric will be your first."

Wait, did they think...no, they couldn't have…

"Do you guys think that I'm a virgin?"

Pam and Eric looked at each other and then nodded. "Yes."

"I'm not," I laughed. "You guys, come on. Is that why you think that I won't give it up? Well, my body's a temple that make men fall to their knees at the thought of entering."

"That's interesting," Eric mused. "Somehow the appeal of you is more arousing."

"Not for me," Pam chimed in. "I love corrupting the innocent...but not when they get all clingy."

"You mean like Eric," I shot and I knew that I burned him so good because even then Pam smirked at me and Eric was silent.

"I'll just leave you two alone to do whatever it is you two were going to do," Pam told us before she left.

We went into the office and I smiled. "Okay now let's begin."

"So you're not a virgin? I thought for sure-"

"Look, just because my legs don't automatically open for you like most of the sluts that you fuck usually do, but come on. I have standards."

"You were so sweet when you were horny for me," Eric realized. "Now you're just mean."

"SO you mean like you."

Eric smirked and kissed my cheek before lifting me into his lap. "I find your sharp tongue is the most attractive quality you have."

"Shut it, corpse and start typing this shit out because I will refer to it every time sex comes up," I warned him.

TBC…

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